So my plan was to bring you a funny post mid way through this last week. As it turns out, mid-week blogging requires a decent amount of creativity and energy that I just didn't have this time around. This last week was very busy at work for both Heather and me. But, the weekend is nice and wide open! So with NASCAR on in the background on this lazy Sunday, I bring you a double blot post. Enjoy!
I've been wanting to bring you a few stories of some of the more entertaining patients I've seen so far in clinic. A couple of them have to do with "Southern-isms" and one is a story that is just plain odd. So without further ado, let us begin what may become a periodic series on this blog. Lets call it "4th Year Funnies"!
The sound booths we use have big doors that swing wide into the main walkway. One door in particular, in the open position, blocks the TV we use to monitor the waiting room.
A clinician spoke up and said, "Hey Tim, would you mind pushing that door to"? I knew that I heard her clearly, but I couldn't figure it out... I thought to myself for a moment.
"Push it to what"? I asked.
"Push it to. Ya know, push the door to. I can't see the TV with the door open."
Ooooh. "You mean close the door. Right"?
"Yeah", she said. "Haven't you heard that before? Push the door to"?
Umm, no. So I had to ask my classmate, Adrian, who is from South Carolina and is a bonafide Southern gal. She said that she was familiar with the term but it was more like something her grandmother might say. Southernism!
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In our clinic, we hear all types of stories about how Veteran's have lost or broken their hearing aids. Some people step on their hearing aids, some run over them with cars and golf carts, some people's grandchildren throw them in the bushes, while other's dogs eat them. It's not unusual for someone to bring in a hearing aid in 3-15 pieces hoping we can just glue it back together (ya, not so much). But one time, I had a very nice and rather large gentleman bring with him a story that I was absolutely not expecting.
"So how can I help you today sir"?
"Well, I have my hearing aid here and it's in a few pieces."
"No problem. What happened to it"?
"Well, I was eatin' a bowl of M&Ms, and it must have slipped in there. Cause next thing I knew, I was bitin'
into the thing."
Keep in mind that this hearing aid was about the size of a quarter. I just thought to myself, that guy must have REALLY been enjoying those M&Ms!!
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The last story is from just a couple weeks ago. A Veteran and his son came to me on a busy walk-in day. The Veteran sat down and after being asked what I can do for him he began (insert super heavy Southern accent here...) I"ll spell the key word phonetically for starters.
"I have a RAH-zin in my ear and I can't hear out of it. I've got these hearing aids but they don't do me no good with this thing in my ear."
I don't usually take guesses at words when I'm not sure exactly what they said, so I asked him to repeat.
" A RAH-zin. I have a RAH-zin in my ear."
I looked over at his son who was completely straight-faced. So I knew this wasn't a joke or anything. I'm just an ignorant yankee that has no idea what they're talking about. I considered a few possibilities in my head... either this guy is saying he has a Verizon, or a raisin in his ear. I guess I'm hoping for a raisin at this point! At least I can fix that one. Although it would probably be way cooler to get 4G in your ear.
His son offered some help. "He has a RAH-zin. Ya know, a swellin'"?
AHHHHH. Relief for me. He's saying he has a rising / risin' in his ear. So I took a look in his ear and sure enough, he had a little blister way down in his ear canal. Again, I had to ask around the clinic to see if other people would have known what he was talking about. Only two out of 8 or so would have known. Southernism!
I'll save the actual updates from this week for a separate post.
Cute!
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