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This shit only happens to me.
May. 5th, 2010 06:21 pmHad to go to hospital today for a follow up to headsplody thing. Got a lesson in why doctors should be forced to take penmanship:
I was supposed to get a Valium. Small, light blue, round, usually with a 'V' cutout in the center.
The pill I got was dark blue, oblong, and had PFIZER written on one side.
Yes, folks, they brought me a Viagra.
The doctor came rushing in while I was laughing too hard to breathe. (Apparently sudden onset hysterical, loud laughter is a sign of a stroke. Who knew??) I couldn't even talk, I just handed him the small paper cup. He took one look, gave the nurse stinkeye, then muttered, "Well THAT certainly won't lower your blood pressure.." and walked out. He returned with my valium a few minutes later.
Didn't take it. We had to reschedule for tomorrow because I couldn't quit giggling.
I wish I'd gotten a picture.
I was supposed to get a Valium. Small, light blue, round, usually with a 'V' cutout in the center.
The pill I got was dark blue, oblong, and had PFIZER written on one side.
Yes, folks, they brought me a Viagra.
The doctor came rushing in while I was laughing too hard to breathe. (Apparently sudden onset hysterical, loud laughter is a sign of a stroke. Who knew??) I couldn't even talk, I just handed him the small paper cup. He took one look, gave the nurse stinkeye, then muttered, "Well THAT certainly won't lower your blood pressure.." and walked out. He returned with my valium a few minutes later.
Didn't take it. We had to reschedule for tomorrow because I couldn't quit giggling.
I wish I'd gotten a picture.
