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Thursday, May 29, 2014
THE GOOD PATIENT
THE GOOD PATIENT
For several years now I have had an infection problem with a tooth. Antibiotics would resolve the issue for a year or so, but then the problem would come back. Monday I had the problem resolved permanently.
The process took about twenty-five minutes. Fifteen minutes was waiting for the Novocain to work its magic. It was a fairly painless procedure. The worst part was taking the Novocain needle, and then listening to the crackle crunch of tooth/bone. When it was all over I was given some instructions, some gauze, and a prescription for Tylenol 3 for pain relief.
This Friday Mrs. Cranky went to the same doctor with the same problem for the same resolution.
The process also took about twenty-five minutes. When done Mrs. C felt fine, good enough to drive home.
“Well, that wasn’t so bad, even the Novocain needle didn’t hurt.”
“Yeah, I didn’t like the shot, or the crackle/crunch of tooth and bone, but otherwise it wasn’t so bad.
“When it was all done, he told me I was a good patient. Did he tell you the same?”
“No! What the hell did you do that made you a good patient? I was a good patient. I didn’t kick or scream; I was a good patient.”
“I’m sure you were; I wouldn’t let it bother you. I’m just a better patient than you are.”
“Oh bull. How are you a better patient? He was just probably in a good mood, being Friday and all. I got him at the beginning of the week, you got him on Friday.”
“Yeah, that’s probably it.
Oh, I have to stop at CVS to fill the prescription.”
“You won’t need it, the pain wasn’t that bad, and you have that high threshold thing. I never even filled my prescription.”
“What was your prescription for?”
“Tylenol 3, so you know the pain shouldn’t be that bad.”
“Oh…Tylenol 3…I think I’ll get mine filled, you know…just in case.”
“We have Tylenol at home. If you need it you can just take a little extra of the over-the-counter stuff.”
“No, I’m going to get this filled.”
“Why? What did he prescribe?”
“Vicodin! That’s the good stuff. I only got Tylenol 3!”
“Well, I am the good patient.”