Letters from the hospital

journal of a surgical resident in one of the biggest corporate hospitals in Bangalore. *names of people mentioned in this blog are changed to protect their identities*

Tuesday, May 10, 2005

Suite 862

patient: gasping for breath even with the oxygen mask. septicaemia.
attender: seemingly relaxed on a chair. legs on the other cot reading a newspaper.
we enter.
a: 'doctor, his condition is very bad.' legs still elevated.
us: we know.
a: 'can't we not anaesthetize him?'
us: 'err, am afraid not. by the way, we are from the urology dept and we need to catheterize the patient. could you wait outside?'
a while later we interrogate mr.a.
we ask him some questions.
a: 'i don't know! i just flew down from singapore!'
ok. we ask him about problems that were present years ago.
a: 'are you trying to say he has a prostate enlargement?'
we give up.

2 Comments:

At 6:46 AM, Blogger Unknown said...

How is he doing now???

 
At 9:30 PM, Blogger Sindhuja Parthasarathy said...

alien lingo! but i liked the "about me" and indeitified a lot with it :)

 

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