Tuesday, October 21, 2008

Striking a blow for fashion and patient dignity

Today I had another follow-up appointment following the whole breast cyst debacle. No more cyst, but there's a dark spot on the scan which is probably just scar tissue. No big deal, but it means I'm not discharged from the service yet.

Anyway, they're usually pretty quick about seeing you, but they have this little routine.

  1. Wait. In an area that isn't exactly a hallway, but people are walking through there.
  2. Nurse calls your name.
  3. You answer and are lead to a cubicle where you're asked to change into one of those hideous gowns.
  4. You go back to your seat - and wait some more.
  5. But now you look stupid and exposed in a hospital gown.

Well, today I said no. I said I'm not going to put on a hospital gown. The nurse was shocked. Shocked I tell you. Her eyes were wide with disbelief. She made me repeat myself. I said I really don't want to put on one of those gowns.

"Well, no one likes them, but we're very busy today."
"I'm a really fast undresser," I said.
She looked doubtful.
"Really fast," I emphasized.

Anyway, I didn't put on the gown and I did undress fast. I'm certain that I took no more time than wearing one of those hideous gowns, since I generally have to fumble with the ties.

And when it was all over, I got dressed again fast, too.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Good for you. Besides those gowns provide precious little warmth. I just got back from the dermatologist and had to wear one of those gowns. But, he had to look me over from top to bottom. Only two biopsies taken. Pretty good visit to a dermo for me. VolMom

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