The Ob/Gyn story you will tell someone else someday
So I knew I needed to get this blog going again now that life has resumed some sense of med student normalcy, but like most things in this life I just needed something to kick my ass in gear.
A little background: I am doing my Ob/Gyn rotation. I am doing the clinic part of it, which consists of going to the women's clinic for mostly women without insurance, especially those big preggo ones. Side note: it's actually not hell; I enjoy spending my days there making sure women can be confident their unborn babies are healthy...if I also have to find the cervix of a morbidly obese Gyn patient from time to time, then so be it.
Anyhow, I was done with all the patients I'm responsible for and was just wandering around the clinic seeing if anyone needed any help. I walked up to the check-in counter and found no employees. There was someone waiting though, unusual because he was a man, and a white man at that. We'll call him Poor Dumb Bastard, or PDB. His youth and sunglasses didn't exactly match what you would expect at the counter of a free women's clinic. He took off his glasses and made eye contact. Then this happened:
PDB: Hey, I have a question for you.
Jerm: I'll do my best. What's going on?
PDB: Can O negative blood and A negative blood result in a positive blood type?
Jerm: Not any way that I can think of (sensing impending danger, I chose to cover my ass), but I'm not entirely sure.
PDB: Well I'm O negative and my wife is A negative, but our new baby has a positive blood type.
Jerm (fighting off a smile): Well....(now smiling broadly)...let me go ask someone else.
As I walked away, the chief resident (CR), whom I had been working with that day, walked by. I hid out of PDB's sight until she could see me and I waved her over.
Jerm: Oh man, you're not going to believe the trouble I got myself into.
CR: What? What happened?
Jerm: (explains story)
CR (walks into the attending's office, which included the presence of another resident): (explains story)
CR, Attending, Resident #2 (more or less in unison, and a couple times each for emphasis): I'M NOT TELLING HIM!!!
CR, Attending, Resident #2: Jeremy you're gonna have to go take care of that.
I walked back up front.
Jerm: Well, I couldn't get a definitive answer from anyone. Sure, usually two negatives can only lead to a negative but I can't say that's for sure all the time. Do you have a physician you trust?
PDB: Yes.
Jerm: I would give him or her a call and explain the situation. Hopefully he or she will know more about it, since you respect them for a reason and since they are licensed, whereas I am not.
PDB: Yeah, I was always taught that two negatives can only make a negative.
Jerm: Sure, but I can't say there aren't exceptions, and the consequences of making accusations would be pretty severe if there are ways for a positive blood typed baby to occur from the two of you. Give your physician a call. Good luck.
I walked back to awaiting ears and decided I was going home for the day.
Could you imagine...your wife having someone else's kid and you figure it out yourself?
That poor dumb bastard.
A little background: I am doing my Ob/Gyn rotation. I am doing the clinic part of it, which consists of going to the women's clinic for mostly women without insurance, especially those big preggo ones. Side note: it's actually not hell; I enjoy spending my days there making sure women can be confident their unborn babies are healthy...if I also have to find the cervix of a morbidly obese Gyn patient from time to time, then so be it.
Anyhow, I was done with all the patients I'm responsible for and was just wandering around the clinic seeing if anyone needed any help. I walked up to the check-in counter and found no employees. There was someone waiting though, unusual because he was a man, and a white man at that. We'll call him Poor Dumb Bastard, or PDB. His youth and sunglasses didn't exactly match what you would expect at the counter of a free women's clinic. He took off his glasses and made eye contact. Then this happened:
PDB: Hey, I have a question for you.
Jerm: I'll do my best. What's going on?
PDB: Can O negative blood and A negative blood result in a positive blood type?
Jerm: Not any way that I can think of (sensing impending danger, I chose to cover my ass), but I'm not entirely sure.
PDB: Well I'm O negative and my wife is A negative, but our new baby has a positive blood type.
Jerm (fighting off a smile): Well....(now smiling broadly)...let me go ask someone else.
As I walked away, the chief resident (CR), whom I had been working with that day, walked by. I hid out of PDB's sight until she could see me and I waved her over.
Jerm: Oh man, you're not going to believe the trouble I got myself into.
CR: What? What happened?
Jerm: (explains story)
CR (walks into the attending's office, which included the presence of another resident): (explains story)
CR, Attending, Resident #2 (more or less in unison, and a couple times each for emphasis): I'M NOT TELLING HIM!!!
CR, Attending, Resident #2: Jeremy you're gonna have to go take care of that.
I walked back up front.
Jerm: Well, I couldn't get a definitive answer from anyone. Sure, usually two negatives can only lead to a negative but I can't say that's for sure all the time. Do you have a physician you trust?
PDB: Yes.
Jerm: I would give him or her a call and explain the situation. Hopefully he or she will know more about it, since you respect them for a reason and since they are licensed, whereas I am not.
PDB: Yeah, I was always taught that two negatives can only make a negative.
Jerm: Sure, but I can't say there aren't exceptions, and the consequences of making accusations would be pretty severe if there are ways for a positive blood typed baby to occur from the two of you. Give your physician a call. Good luck.
I walked back to awaiting ears and decided I was going home for the day.
Could you imagine...your wife having someone else's kid and you figure it out yourself?
That poor dumb bastard.
posted by jerm at 00:21
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Oh holy crap!
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