My visit to the doctor oO This morning around 8:30, my alarm clock geklinget, I by 10 clock an appointment with the honorable Mr. orthopaedists had.
When I finally at the hospital, where his practice was finally arrived and a parking space, had been found on at this time too crowded parking lot, I Begag me there and was even 10 minutes before the time there.
front I was first around a while and waited until the assistant had her very important conversation from which I word fragments, such as carnival, celebrate, drink, and I snapped this evening ends meet.
After a "certain" time, she finally asked me why I was here and after I explained it was her, she told me to go to me in the X-ray meeting room. This conference room turned out to be ultimately a kind of broom closet, hanging on the walls strange pictures sad clown. Ichfragte me seriously if I had not landed in any mental hospital.
was beaten by 3.6 million ms (or hour) of waiting and some through the narrow room Klqustrophobischen caused seizures, which were reinforced by the confused, sad clowns, the venerable men's doctor greeted me, asked what do you mean and sent me to this 30-second conversation in the first Floor. So now why I had waited a whole hour?
Well, I thought it could be worse .... Me and my big It was worse -.- flap.
I had in the Department of Diagnostic Radiology. Once there I made me wait at the registration desk and had to re reinmal until the lovely 3 older ladies had finished their gossip talks. When the other two ladies finally left the switch turned to the nice old lady, my back, and continued her work until she had me at last due to a "severe cough attack" on my part bemekrt. I gave her the certificate, which I have previously received an orthopedist and fargte me for my insurance card when the phone rang. She went, of course, turn promptly and started a conversation probably with a slightly deranged Lord and tried their multitasking skills to the test when they took my insurance card from his hand and asked for my phone number which I called her as well. and you see, after 3 Start she managed to actually write down my number right and I was then asked to "back there" to take place. I went immediately and a bit annoyed by "over there" and sat down, and I had to listen from an old lady with a much older mother talking about severe back pain. As if this were not enough, claimed another very young lady sitting already for 3 hours here and waiting to finally turn to come.
a while I sat there until a familiar face appeared, it was a friend from my table tennis club. Accordingly, the time passed a bit faster until I was called. From the very BMI heavy doctor ordered Wurd emir "car 1, take off everything except the pants"
Oh great, really great, hopefully the old lady from before, which should free up her upper body still in there, shuddered me.
When I had taken off me, the door opened and the already above-mentioned doctor gave me a very strange looking device, and only said gruffly: "Genodenschutz. I personally called there: Take the boy to the girl, or playing in pain. It was just untenrum turn clamped. Then pants over it and go back to the X-ray. Each would have been proud macho Supervisory Office so wat big in the pants to ham. The device is clamped between the legs, so it's not too much summary of my limbs, I sat down to "the chair" which one had acquired seemingly at Ikea and actually serve as a bedside table for an alarm clock, vielleciht additionally a glass of sufficient water, should . Then came the "boss" in and I immediately blacked out ...
He was slightly taller, wearing a (yes, this I must admit) very stylish glasses, looking not so bad on the whole from, but told me his way of walking, or moving to something with it, so we say, was "different".
I should now my hand on the table before me and did so immediately, but unfortunately, the honorable chief not satisfied with the way they lay there for several minutes and fumbled around with my hand until it finally "correct" was . Accordingly, just as I had slapped on the table, maybe an inch offside a little more clear. My sense told me that he only wanted to touch my hand, or had any certain adneren complex.
After this was done, I should put my hand on the table edge and the whole game started all over again.
When I was finished and it went immediately to the spinal X-ray. "Think of your back against the wall, but be careful, it could be cold. Ahihihihuhuhu" leave
Without comment, I followed this command and he immediately came up to me, measured how high my hip (he had pinch me to the pages?) to set the device, then he sent me, gave me the x-rays and I made mic hauf the way to the orthopedist. There was now a quite competent assistant, to me zukleffte the words "with pictures" and "waiting room".
met at the smallest room I dannn my friend from the table tennis again. (Here with the smallest room is the waiting room meant you will find out why) Even as I entered the waiting room, I wrapped an aura of Scchmerz, despair, and unfounded hatred! I sat next to friend and said softly trying to start a conversation when I noticed that the aura grew stronger and stronger in the room. Had looks could kill, I would have died in 1000 death. My friend replied softly, but then fell silent, just as I made frantic fear, the real evil-eyed, but also drooling grandma. I did not consider it necessary to inform them of their lost body fluids, since I did have the pleasure yet to live.
After a further 1.8 million ms of the seated silence and fear of death, I was called unexpectedly. Why it went so fast for? I followed the nice clerk who brought me into a large room and asked me I had to sit down. After another 30 minutes I realized why they verfrachteten me in this room, you were obviously in my anxiety with their grandmother and their hatred of me noticed and brought me to safety (or all?). Finally, the doctor came back from before, did pretty professional, sat down without saying a word, his eyes fixed on the wall, took the X-rays and looked at her in silence. As his "I type everything from what you say assistant came, he threw a few technical terms around and ordered me to undress to their underwear. So again .... I did it and got me down on the bench and he began to rumzuhauen on me, and he asked after every shot, whether it hurts me somewhere. It seemed to occur infinitely long and I thought he would need just a satisfaction of his self-confidence and finally said, I just pull on the site of a light had felt, as had knocked out. As if this was a command he immediately stopped, spat out a few other terms that Mrs. "I mucilages me" immediately, with some, as I saw the doctor and Rechtscreibfehlern told me I could get dressed again that's it, I would not .....
a result can be said that today I had a lot of fun tomorrow * cough * and now lie on my bed and I'm scared about how it should first go to the survey.
This text is based on a few hyperbole (exaggeration), corresponds by and large, but the truth.
Rami, you have to come today .. I do not cope all T________T