Tuesday, August 9, 2011
Moral: Be a lady, leave with dignity. Contesting the competency of the doctor will get you red-flagged, not the Rx you want to sell. Threatening to go to patient-services is also futile.
Once upon a time, there was another young woman who claimed to have fallen. Pathetically lethargic in a wheelchair, she said she couldn't move. Upon entering the room, I asked her to hop onto the bed, which she did with lightness and grace that one expects from a young lady. She proclaimed not to remember when she fell, where she fell, nor why she didn't remember she fell. As her x-rays came back normal, and interviews with her proved futile as she was high as a kite, we concluded she was in need of nothing stronger than Motrin. Of course, she protested this decision, naming Percocet as her drug of choice. When she realized she could not budge the doctor, she threw out her prescription in our pail, laughed in our faces, saying, thanks but no thanks, *****. Threatening to go to patient-relations, she was too high to notice our stone-cold faces as we calmly called security to escort her out.