Some folks might have brushed this off as a slip of the tongue, not this really kind registrar.
He went into a story about a niece "who wanted to be a guy."
I didn't hear much of this and was really confused why he was bringing up his transgender relative. Mom, though, explained.
Why was I at the ER?
If you ask my sisters, it was because I wanted attention. One of my sisters-in-law i undergoing surgery at the Mayo Clinic, so the thinking was I felt forgotten. NOT true mostly. I mean at all!
Actually, I have a pain at the base of my throat, and when we called, the doctor's office sent me to the ER, concerned I might have a blood clot.
But the CAT scan was negative.
So I came home.
A few quick takes:
- I hate knowing people in the ER. My doctor this time was the one who admitted me for A-fib in March.
- I think my pathetic veins are going to haunt the young extern and send her into a truck-driving career. She struggled and struggled with no luck. I felt bad.
- Mondays are busy in the ER. We were there all day more or less.
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