At Least You Didn’t Break Your Funny Bone
I had just had a traumatic accident. I had hit my head falling upstairs, and I was at an emergency room, lying down, being assessed. There were several doctors and nurses examining different parts of me. I had one nurse asking me questions about where I hurt.
Nurse: “So, where exactly do you hurt, and at what levels, from one to ten?”
Me: “Well, the top of my head hurts where I hit the stairstep, about an eight. My neck hurts just below my skull, about a seven. And I have a stabbing pain in my right arm, right near my elbow.”
Nurse: “Okay, how long have you had that last pain?”
Me: “Just before you started asking me questions.”
The nurse looked from my left side to the right arm.
Nurse: “Is it above or below where [Nurse #2] is putting in your IV?”
Me: “Exactly where she’s putting it in.”
It was then that the first nurse realized I was punking her, describing exactly the sensation of getting an IV.
