What a Day

The afternoon ended with me ordering an MRI on a 30-something guy.

I'm filling out the MRI form, and automatically checked "No" on the question "Is patient pregnant?"

The guy leans over and says, "Hey, you need to change that."

Dr. Grumpy: "Uhhh, are you pregnant, sir?"

Mr. Bozo: "No, but my wife is. Wouldn't that also affect an MRI that I'm having?"


That's enough insanity for one day. I'm giving up and going home.