Saturday, November 2, 2002|
It's Saturday morning, I've got another 12 hours in the books and I'm in an ED frame of mind. So here's a short collection of things people have given as their reason for being in the ED (by the way, the show is "ER", the place with many rooms where the ambulances go is the Emergency *Department* - not that anyone cares) "I've got ferocious of the liver." (cirrhosis, but the way he felt, ferocious was a better choice anyway) "My baby is weaseling" (Either the baby was, in fact, wheezing, or it had developed pointy ears, beady eyes and a nasty disposition) "I got the gouch" (gout - ouch!) "I got things crawlin' on my butt down there and twinst my coochie" (This is real. I wrote it down word-for-word as she said it. And I admit to really liking the word "twinst".) "I've got clobs in the vajaba." (Don't ask. You really don't want to know. But if anybody tries to tell you the one about "vines growing in my virginia", know that it is a certified medical urban legend) My all-time favorite, two o'clock in the morning, why-are-you-in-the-ED complaint: "I'm lonely, drunk and pissed off."
Been there, done that. |
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