Friday, August 31, 2007

Duh-Oh

At last - first night in twelve that I'm not on-call. As Neil Diamond said: "the phone ain't gonna ring anymore, the moon ain't gonna rise in the skies..." It was a strange shift, a real Homer Duh-Oh type of evening.
Got an old biddie round to xray for a pre-op chest and the nurse escort asked her to stand up for the pic. She tried, but her broken right hip made it a little difficult.

Next patient was a wee three year old with the 'flu for a pointless cxr and as the accompanying Mum suggested she stay with the child, I asked if there was a chance she may be pregnant. Good looking sort she was: tall, slim, tanned, deep voice. Transvestite. She wasn't pregnant.

Was bored later in the shift and ended up having about four coffees to pass the time. Now I wonder why I aren't tired even though its 0100.

Lastly I was glancing back at the last post and realised that I had used the name Mavis instead of Mable in the Q. Double duh-oh. (quick edit...) Maybe if I keep it quiet number six will never notice!
Yes - Mable Estes was born (constructed) in the late fifties. That one was obviously too easy. So is this one probably.

Q: The Nobel laureate who died at sea the same year that Einstein received his Nobel award invented a useful solar telescope gadget. Name two modern uses for same.

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