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I need a wormhole

Posted by docdude on February 3, 2012

I recently discovered that ER visits in different dimensions aren’t horrible.  I know that in our dimension no one enjoys a visit to the ER but I just had one that wasn’t a dreaded event.  In fact, it was even a little *GASP* enjoyable.

I woke up on Wednesday to discover that the feeding pump had turned off during the night due to low battery and I never heard the alarm.  My tube was clogged.  I tried all the usual home remedies to unclog but nothing worked.  Ugh…now I needed to go get a new tube and based on past experiences this meant a trip to the ER.

I gathered some crocheting to do and headed to local ER.

I knew something was amiss when there wasn’t anyone in the waiting room.  They took me right back to the exam room.  I knew I was in a different dimension when I realized I couldn’t hear any screaming children or shouting drunks.  The ER was quiet with just the faint sounds of a TV off in the distance.

After a little wait, the doctor came in.  Very nice looking.  Very nice.  At this point, I am wondering if I am being punked.  I’ve met good looking docs (most are arrogant or lacking personality) and I’ve met nice docs (very old/very young) but to meet a good looking one (about my age) and nice…..hmmmm

We actually had a conversation and he didn’t assume to know me based on my medical concern.  He asked for permission to see if he could unclog the tube rather than simply replace it.  Of course I agreed….my stoma site is very very tender and last thing I wanted to do was to irritate the area with a new tube insertion.

Initially he had no success but then he remembered a tip from one of his med school mentors.  IT WORKED and he showed me how to do this myself next time there is a clog.    A few additional comments, some encouragement and I was heading home.  Amazing!

I was really impressed with this doc and this morning I sent him a thank you note.   I wish there were more docs like him out there…he definitely elevates the medical profession.

I was telling a friend about this doc when she interrupted to ask “Is he married?”   I had to confess I didn’t even think to do the “ring check”.  But her comment did send me off into a whole ‘nuther train of thought.  I am single but dating with my medical restrictions is too much of a challenge for me to seriously attempt to “put myself out there”.  But, and this is a crazy thought, perhaps someone in the medical field might be a good match.  Think about it…I am at one medical establishment or another on a fairly regular basis for infusions, monthly shots, stoma site treatments, etc.  Someone in the medical field wouldn’t be as likely to be intimidated by the j-tube and PICC line and they wouldn’t be that likely to treat me as “broken”.  A doc’s long hours/odd hours might be a perfect match for my on-pump/off-pump schedule.  I could hold a decent conversation with them regarding shop-talk because of my knowledge/experience.

In fact, the only downside is parking.   You see there is a little imbalance when it comes to parking….their doctorate degree gets them special parking privileges whereas my doctorate degree means I still have to hunt for a parking spot.  For the right person, I am sure that I could let this little matter slide.  What do you think….shall I turn my next medical appointment into a potential matchmaking event?

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I knew I was back in the right dimension on Thursday when I had to get another stoma site treatment.  I did ask and receive some numbing medication (why are numbing shots so intensely painful?) but it was still rather uncomfortable.  Doc trimmed some tissue and then applied a lot of silver nitrate.  Thursday night and today have been painful and I even gave in and took some pain medication.  Hopefully this treatment will help more than the last one.  I suspect that it will take a few more days before the pain eases up.  Damned annoying to be honest….as if I didn’t have enough limitations that even movement is painful right now.  I am going to need more distance from this pain before I even think about sending this doc a thank you note….to be honest, he might never make it on this list.

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I am off to find a wormhole so I can find my way back to the ER doc’s world.

5 Responses to “I need a wormhole”

  1. Lori said

    Good luck finding him. He sounds like a keeper.

    • docdude said

      Sigh…if only it was as easy as simply “finding him”. In a few days (after the last of the giddiness – or current pain medication wears off), I will console myself by thinking that he probably has a few horrible habits such as driving a Prius or being a Chicago Cubs fan (a keeper would be a White Sox fan….like Hello).

  2. pharphelonus said

    An empty ER is much like an empty airport. You can’t help but wonder if the world ended and no one told you yet. Or if the people you do see are the surviving cannibals and will take a bite out of your ass first chance they get. LOL.

    Got luck in the doc chase. A true doc would realize his good fortune in finding someone with your spirit and wisdom. He might even buy you a Prius!

    • docdude said

      Too funny about empty airports and ERs.

      Very sweet of you regarding your other words. Considering my aging car I confess that I wouldn’t turn down a Prius but I draw the line…it can’t be powder blue in color. You do realize that if I were to drive a Prius I would be disowned by my sons and Jeremy Clarkson.

  3. Van Aggson said

    Go for it you might be surprised!

What are your thoughts on this???