Doctors fascinate me.
What fascinates me even more is that doctors see other doctors.
I wonder how those appointments work. Do they both show up 40 minutes late after a nurse announces “the doctor will be right in” to an empty room?
Doctors are heroes. But they’re the only heroes who can get away with being late. If a firefighter is late, he’s not a firefighter – just another guy who tells you how sorry he is you lost your house in a fire.
Doctors get a lot of grief for being late. They also get a lot of grief for their bad handwriting – which is warranted. A lot of them write like the English language is a modern art piece. I like to imagine doctors writing just completely illegible love letters. I think of their partners squinting while reading their note and muttering, “Either I’m the light of his life or he’s prescribing me Lactic acid.”
Sometimes I don’t see an actual doctor – I see a physician’s assistant. Physician’s assistant’s are medically-qualified professionals, but they definitely need a new name. Their name sounds like they’re main job is to get the physician’s Starbucks order correct.
Sometimes I see an Advanced Registered Nurse Practitioner and I know I’m in good hands because practice makes perfect. I always tell her that if they keep practicing, maybe she’ll go pro someday.
I assumed the Registered Nurse is a woman – which always gets me in trouble. People tell me I shouldn’t assume that just because someone is a nurse that means they’re female. I’m sorry, but the term nurse is a multi-purpose word, and I see very few men breastfeeding.
“Nursing” is definitely one of those words that gets too much use. Nurses live in apartments and houses and absolutely none live in nursing homes. And the people that DO live in nursing homes haven’t been nursing in a LONG time.
If they were, I would recommend they see a doctor.
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