Samples

Started the day off with a couple transfers, including another wait and return with a paraplegic, who had to go to a distant town because he couldn't get an appointment at one of the doctor's nearer sattelite offices. His complaint was he'd been having spasms. We get to the doctor's office, wait, wheel him into to a room, the doctor -- a personable older man -- comes down and talks to the guy for two minutes, tells him, he's going to order some blood work and send him for a scan. He wants to make certain there's not an infection. He writes the stuff up and that's it. he tells the patient a dirty joke. They both laugh, then we take the patient back. It seems like the whole thing could have been handled with a phone call. Total trip time two and a half hours.

One funny thing happened. While we were getting ready to go a pharmacuetical rep comes in and leaves the doctor five sample packets of a popular erecile dysfunction drug. The doctor makes a crack about how the company must be losing money if that's all it can afford to leave, so the rep goes back to his car and brings in another four sample packets. The doctor is extremely pleased.

Long day. I am working with a nice women, who is very short, which makes our lifting hard. My back is on the sore side by day's end.

Nothing really memorable. A syncope, a lacerated finger, a baby who spit up some blood, most likely from a bloody nose, a back pain, a man hearing voices and some transfers.