This thread has me thinking she might actually be my doctor. I’ll look into it tomorrow.
Meanwhile, the spoiled old lady across the hall has been yelling for help again. She doesn’t usually need help doing things and help is a call light and a lot of time (we’re understaffed) away, but she’d rather yell than use her call light. Anyway, a CNA left my door open and I realized I have loud music and a means to share it, so I introduced her to Iggy Stooge, before he went Pop. Childish and ineffective, but fun for a moment.
Pathologists aren’t called only in forensic situations. The details will vary by location, but in general they’re the people who look at anything which may involve examining tissues, such as doing a biopsy or being called when a blood sample looks funny (and I mean “looks” literally, through the microscope).
Day shift RN says my doctor’s the same as she ever was and is looking into who visited. I’m wearing my Latin Disciples bandana and back from PT where I rode the Omnicycle hard enough to almost sweat. Spoiled Old Lady, SOL, got hauled away to the hospital, probably because she punched a staffer in the cafeteria.
I agree there’s a grey area, but many fields don’t have a detailed dress code but require professionals to dress professionally, i.e., no jeans, sundresses, etc. “Cutesy” isn’t a term I like, but it certainly connotes the antithesis of professional. Miriam-Webster: *cute: attractive or pretty especially in a childish, youthful, or delicate way. *
Beyond all that, though, there’s again the matter of public perception. My examples before were somewhat whimsical, so let me try again. If you look into the cockpit of a commercial flight and the pilot is wearing sweatpants and a stained tee with a hole in the back, are you going to have more or less confidence than someone wearing a pilot’s uniform? Your attorney shows up in court wearing daisy dukes and braids. Is the judge more or less apt to to treat him or her as a professional?
Gone are the days when we women were advised to dress in severe suits to be taken seriously, but “cutesy” attire in professional settings doesn’t do us any favors.
Harajuku Girl must’ve thought I’d be at church yesterday because she dropped in Sunday morning at a perfectly convenient time and I fooled her by being here. Turns out she’s my pulmonologist. I told her I need an inhaled steroid. “You don’t wanna take steroids all the time!”
The Hell I don’t, having used Advair as long as it’s been on the market, but there’s no arguing with someone who barely speaks English. My wife’s old, mostly empty Flovent is easier on my system than regular use of my albuterol rescue inhaler, and all they need to do is call my regular MD to see what I take.
Any pulmonologist who opposes the use of inhaled steroids, a cornerstone of asthma treatment is too experimental for my tastes.
That place ain’t gonna cough (hee) up the $$$ bucks for that inhaler. They’re expensive. I’d call my PCP and get one called to your pharmacy. Have your daughter pick it up.
I asked the nurse about a steroid inhaler and she brought my albuterol inhaler. Somebody needs to teach these people how to treat asthma or they’ll have a dead body, like they nearly had with me that time I learned I’m deathly allergic to mace.
For all the OP knows, this person did that. As stated, this standard doesn’t cover using a language that the patient can understand.
As for the dress, I agree with the OP. The dress was the major issue in regards to the visit. The sex of the person was incidental. The person was working. If the person had come in to an office environment looking like that it would have generated comment. Heck, it might have been more sexist to not have commented.