The day before yesterday I went for my twice-yearly diabetes check up but both doctors whom I’d ever seen previously have now, sadly, both retired, which is a shame. Instead, this time, one of the three new diabetes consultants/specialists who saw me, was a fucking lunatic… I am certainly arranging it so that I never, ever see her again. Even in
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I remember when I was first diagnosed, the doctor whose job it was to explain everything to me, to get me to stop asking when the injections were going to stop (heh), spoke such appalling English that I ended up just bursting into tears because I was so confused and didn't understand anything he was trying to explain to me (he was asking me to draw a diagram, after he'd explained, to demonstrate that I now understood). My mother complained and said she'd prefer the nurse who'd been assigned to me, rather than this supposed doctor, to explain things, which he did, and did so marvellously.
When my boyfriend was younger, foreign-doctors-who-spoke-very-little-English told him that his parents smoking was the sole cause of his migraines, when they didn't really smoke round him at all, and a similar doctor told his dad that he had tonsillitis when he had no damn tonsils..
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Sounds like a fine way to advertise the enjoyable experience you had. Hopefully her next patient heard you and went in already suspicious :)
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On a more cheerful note, I see i'm not the only one who's been infected by that new Scandy track. It WON'T leave my head!
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ME-ME SO HORNY,
ME SO HORNY,
I LOVE YOU LONG TIME!"
Hahaha! Classic!! : P
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