“I’ve had an X-ray of my knees” the patient tells me.
I search through her file for the results, but can’t find any. I notice that she had an X-ray of her wrist last month, and ask her about that.
“What? No, I’ve never had an X-ray of my wrist” she insists
I read out her name, address and date of birth from the report. “It says it was ordered by Dr V ... have you been to see Dr V in the last few weeks?”
She thinks for a while, and then her face lights up, “Oh, is he that big handsome fellow?”
Sigh.
I search through her file for the results, but can’t find any. I notice that she had an X-ray of her wrist last month, and ask her about that.
“What? No, I’ve never had an X-ray of my wrist” she insists
I read out her name, address and date of birth from the report. “It says it was ordered by Dr V ... have you been to see Dr V in the last few weeks?”
She thinks for a while, and then her face lights up, “Oh, is he that big handsome fellow?”
Sigh.
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