Post by Cris on Apr 21, 2010 18:58:18 GMT -8
Di'Nay,
This happened with one of the anti-virus programs I bought a year ago. The thing got hacked, deleted a bunch of .exe files and made a huge, huge mess of a bunch of people's computers. Luckily, I've been schooled by Gille and Maria and caught on before it did any damage to mine.
Definitely the Dilbert Principle at work here, I'd say.
Which leads me to this exchange I had with my physician's assistant today. I've been sick with the cold that won't die for a month. Jennifer finally threatened to take my Internet away unless I went to the doctor. Again. So I did.
PA: So you've been sick for a month.
Me: Yes.
PA: Any fatigue.
Me: Yes. Being sick for a month usually makes one tired.
She writes this down. Then listens to my heart, lungs and feels my neck. I say "AH!" and try not to cough all over her.
PA: I'd like to do a chest X-ray.
Me: What are we looking for?
PA: Something that's not supposed to be there.
Me: (after a pause, during which I hope she will elaborate. She doesn't.) Okay.
An hour later.
PA: Well, I don't see any signs of pneumonia. It looks like you just have bronchitis.
Me: So, we were looking for pneumonia on the X-ray.
PA: Among other things.
Me: Such as...? (I'm thinking maybe small furry animals or those socks that always seem to disappear in the laundry.)
PA: (Ignoring my question and handing me a sheet of paper). Just follow these directions and call me if you're not better by Monday. Have a good day.
Me: Okay, then. You, too.
And that was just the first 3 hours of my day. But now I'm listening to Kristin Chenoweth. That makes me feel better. What an amazing voice.
Cris
This happened with one of the anti-virus programs I bought a year ago. The thing got hacked, deleted a bunch of .exe files and made a huge, huge mess of a bunch of people's computers. Luckily, I've been schooled by Gille and Maria and caught on before it did any damage to mine.
Definitely the Dilbert Principle at work here, I'd say.
Which leads me to this exchange I had with my physician's assistant today. I've been sick with the cold that won't die for a month. Jennifer finally threatened to take my Internet away unless I went to the doctor. Again. So I did.
PA: So you've been sick for a month.
Me: Yes.
PA: Any fatigue.
Me: Yes. Being sick for a month usually makes one tired.
She writes this down. Then listens to my heart, lungs and feels my neck. I say "AH!" and try not to cough all over her.
PA: I'd like to do a chest X-ray.
Me: What are we looking for?
PA: Something that's not supposed to be there.
Me: (after a pause, during which I hope she will elaborate. She doesn't.) Okay.
An hour later.
PA: Well, I don't see any signs of pneumonia. It looks like you just have bronchitis.
Me: So, we were looking for pneumonia on the X-ray.
PA: Among other things.
Me: Such as...? (I'm thinking maybe small furry animals or those socks that always seem to disappear in the laundry.)
PA: (Ignoring my question and handing me a sheet of paper). Just follow these directions and call me if you're not better by Monday. Have a good day.
Me: Okay, then. You, too.
And that was just the first 3 hours of my day. But now I'm listening to Kristin Chenoweth. That makes me feel better. What an amazing voice.
Cris