Sick!

Dear Local Weekend Clinic-

I've decided that if something really serious ever happened on the weekend when the real doctors were resting, we'd all die. The nurse tech can't spell lettuce or is that lettus, or letuse or who really cares because it's probably not an allergy anyway. One wonders how he even passed Medical Terminology when it came to words like adenomatous, polyposis, gastroparesis or any other number of words that you only here in a real hospital emergency room.

That reminds me of the time we were in labor and delivery, the nurse had no idea what gastroparesis was but she knew how to spell it because she had taken her medical terminology. However, like all of the other nurses and doctors we visited while experiencing preterm labor, they could not tell my sons head from his rear. Even her OB mistakenly thought he could feel and ear when he checked her right before he told her to push. Poor kid came out through an emergency C-section with bruised bits.

Anyway, back to the current illness. The PA decided Dear Wifey didn't need to have IV fluids to rehydrate her, but rather prescribed some antinausea medication. She is doing better for now. Thank goodness it wasn't any worse.

Not very truly yours,

Dave