So I’m re-reading DGCL § 141 in a hospital room when the doctor knocks on the door. He comes in and I realize that I really lucked out ala Dr. Doug Ross.
Dr. Dashing: “Hello, I’m Dr. Dashing. So you got a shot in the back?”
Me: “Yep.”
Dr. Dashing: “And where were you treated for that?”
Me: “Uh…here, well, I mean, at this hospital, over yonder in the E.R.”
Dr. Dashing: “I see.”
A nerve popped up on Dr. Dashing’s forehead. He flashed the big Minnesota “I’m annoyed” smile.
Dr. Dashing: “So I’m here to take out the bullet?”
Me: “Oh, no the E.R. took that out last week. I just need my stitches taken out!”
Dr. Dashing: “They what?”
He then lost it:
Dr. Dashing: “Yeah, we have been having some internal governance problems. See, THIS is the trauma clinic. I am a trauma surgeon. THEY over there in the ER are not the trauma surgeons. You received a bullet wound in your thorax so you should have been treated here! I mean, I assume they would have called us had anything gone wrong…”
Dr. Not-so-Dashing stopped his rant when he saw the “woah there skipper…” look on my face. After partaking in a moment of awkward silence, the doctor excused himself and fetched a nurse to take out my stitches…
i’m so glad to see that he was more concerned with who got to, or was supposed to treat you a few weeks ago, as opposed to the the well being of the patient……..gotta love doctors.
Well, it was a public hospital, so people aren’t a priority unless they are dying.