Addie
Chef Extraordinaire
I was 78 at the time and back in the ER. I definitely looked every day of my age. A very young doctor came over to me to talk to me and find out what was wrong. He looked like he was 16. But he had on his long lab coat, so I knew he wasn't just a student. He was licensed to practice medicine.
"Is there a possibility you may be pregnant?" I let him know that I would like to speak to a nurse or the head of the ER first. He sent over the Director of the ER. When I told him why I asked for him and what the first doctor had asked me, he let out the loudest roar of a laugh. Obviously, the younger doctor hadn't taken time to read my information in the computer. And I am sure he never lived it down. At least not at that hospital. He probably had to leave town.
"Is there a possibility you may be pregnant?" I let him know that I would like to speak to a nurse or the head of the ER first. He sent over the Director of the ER. When I told him why I asked for him and what the first doctor had asked me, he let out the loudest roar of a laugh. Obviously, the younger doctor hadn't taken time to read my information in the computer. And I am sure he never lived it down. At least not at that hospital. He probably had to leave town.