November 5, 2008
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Hola Senior
I had three people with the same last name all at the same time in the ED. This has happened before, but usually they are from the same family. These three were not.
All three of them needed interpretors. The first two needed Spanish interpretors (yo hablo un pequito Espanol, lo siento). The third needed… a sign language interpretor.
It has come to my attention that sign language is fricking cool. I’m totally jealous of the ability to speak with only using one’s hands. However, this guy was actually kind of a punk, and he really didn’t take care of himself. Thus, I wanted to yell at him. Unfortunately… he was deaf, so that didn’t help. Not to be cynical, but this guy just wouldn’t listen to me. Well, let me reword that. He wouldn’t pay attention to the translated hand gestures.
In other news. My wife is much better. Yay. I, however, have been passing liquid fire from my rectum. I blame the Fetus. He/she will remain grounded.
hopefully, soon, I’ll have pictures from Halloween. For now, just continue to cry yourself to sleep every night.
Comments (1)
I just totally abhor it when I have to use the interpreter. Aside from it being a waste of time, I never know when I get my message across — especially when I break the news of having cancer! There was a patient’s relative who came out to the hall and asked for directions today. I said, “No Spanish.” She rolled her eyeballs like as if I was useless and stupid. Bitch.