Tuesday, April 5, 2016

An Embarrassing Dr. Didlo

The A to Z Challenge takes us on a journey through the month of April. We write Monday through Saturday and take Sunday off. Hence, 26 days and 26 letters of the alphabet. Come in and see what snippet I'm sharing with you today.

My Most Embarrassing Moment


I have written about this incident before. I apologize to those who have already heard the story!

Everyone has an embarrassing moment! Don't they? I would love to hear yours if you want to share it in the comments. We should all be willing to share our moments, our flushing cheeks, our trembling hands. I shared my moment, unfortunately, with an entire classroom of nursing students, nurses, and a doctor.

When I was going to school to become a nurse we held our clinical practices at our local hospital. I was in my Psychiatry rotation. At this hospital was a doctor whose name was Dr. Didlo. Stupid name for a doctor. Stupid name for anyone. If you ask me. Sadly, even though I was a fully-grown woman, the mother of two small boys, I used to call him by another name. Not very nice, I know. And I am really not proud of it. But karma got me. It got me in a big way.
NOT my esteemed Doctor


On this particular day we all met on the Psych floor and met with our assigned patients. After the allotted time was up we would meet in the conference room with the nurses, the doctor, and the students to have what is called a "Patient centered Conference." We were all comfortably sitting around the table sharing what we had learned and listening to the doctor and the 'real' nurses critique our care. It was a comfortable time. We could ask questions. We were encouraged to join right in. 

After a few minutes of talking and others asking questions I had a question for the esteemed Dr. Didlo......and it went like this:

"I have a question Dr. Dildo" It sounded like I had screamed it. There wasn't a sound to be heard in the entire room. You could hear us all breathing. Time stopped. My face burned. My ears burned. My breathing was shallow and rapid. Oh my God, please tell me I didn't say that out loud.

The good doctor looked directly at me. He stared for a good few moments (it was probably only seconds, but it seemed an eternity). Then he said, "Yes, please go on." Oh my God!!

I never lived it down. It was talked about all the way through nursing school. Did I learn anything from it? You bet your sweet bippy I did. You don't say things like that in private if you don't want it to become public. I am sure that wasn't the first time he had heard that. Or probably the last time. But nevertheless I was embarrassed!!

Now it's your turn. Please share! 

46 comments:

  1. I feel your pain and at the same time find the situation hilarious. Is that wrong? And I agree we should share more of our embarrassing moments. I used to have a subscription to Young Miss magazine and my favorite part was always the "Boy Was My Face Red" column of readers' embarrassing moments. Here's one of mine that kind of goes to your lesson of not saying things in private that you don't want to become public:

    When my brother divorced his first wife, I remained on friendly terms with her primarily for the sake of my nieces. She was (and is) a very needy and demanding person and for a long time (for the sake of my nieces), I did all sorts of absurd favors for her, for which she never expressed much real gratitude. Once, she asked me for a ride at a certain (very early in the day) time and I arrived at her house at that time and then waited in the driveway for her for over thirty minutes. During this time period, I wrote a long "venting" text to my husband about how ungrateful and inconsiderate she was and of course, OF COURSE!, I sent it directly to her rather than to him. Boy was my face red! And boy, was that an awkward car ride when she finally did come out.

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    1. No, I find it hilarious now, too! I remember those sections of Young Miss too! I almost named this post, Boy, Was My Face Red! I tell my grandkids to not put anything into a text they wouldn't want the world to see!

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  2. I do have nicknames for a couple of people that I use to refer to them when I'm telling a story about them to my husband. It's because he doesn't remember names. I'm always afraid it will slip out when I'm talking to the person.
    I went for a job interview one time and was so nervous that my throat literally closed up. I tried to talk and nothing came out. Very embarrassing. Needless to say, I didn't get the job.

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    1. That would have been embarrassing Lynda! Surely they can understand being nervous!

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  3. Got to feel for those with strange last names like this. I have typed before for a Dr.Weiner (and chuckle every single time I have to add his name to something) and Dr. Seaman. Makes you wonder how they feel about their name, though I'm sure with a bit of pride since it is their family name??

    Okay, I hope I can write this without offending anyone. Hubby was in a band years ago. I would go and listen to the music and help him set up and tear down with wrapping cords, etc. One time he asked me to do something and I said to him "am I your slave?" and then realized the drummer was African American........

    betty

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    1. I love funny names! I collect them!! LOL! I need to add Weiner (was he a urologist, LOL) and Seaman. Funny. I think saying 'slave' shouldn't immediately bring to mind an African-American because there were white slaves too. But I can feel your embarrassment!

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  4. HAHA. Awesome. You know one of the best things about incidents that are good, bad, weird, embarrassing, crazy, etc is that we can write about it and make people smile. :)

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  5. Thanks for the laugh Paula. I can remember telling a story at a wedding about policemen and their policewomen wives/ partners once that wasn't very flattering to the wives (I'd been told the story by a friend) when I noticed that one couple on the table who we didn't know had gone a bit quiet. I turned to the guy and said "you're a policeman aren't you." Yes he was. I wanted the ground to open up and swallow me but fortunately his wife was not a policewoman and thought the story was funny. Whew!

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  6. Oh my gosh! That's hilarious! But, welcome to LIFE 101, right? Stuff happens. When I was in 8th or 9th grade, mom and I worked for a summer recreation program and attended a day-long workshop with other folks who worked in community recreation programs. I wanted to go casual because I thought we were going to be learning new games to play with children, but mom thought it would be more of a lecture/discussion type day, so asked me to dress nicely. I did. I had a plaid wool skirt that I loved and a turquoise wool sweater and matching fishnet stockings. So I wore that outfit. Well, there wasn't actually too much lecture/discussion. It was participation day. The first thing that happened was I got too hot in my wool sweater and skirt, but I was managing well enough until we were taught a game that involved a lot of running. It was a circle game of some sort and all those in attendance were in the same circle. When it was one of my turns for running around the circle, I took off and a few steps into running, my garter belt unhooked and started to fall. Thus, my turquoise fishnet stockings began to fall. Panic set in immediately. I doubled over and clutched at my loins to try to prevent everything from falling out from under my skirt. I kept running and everything kept falling. It was a large circle of people standing in a gym. The only exit to the gym was about 3/4 of the way around the circle from the direction I had begun. By the time I got in line with the exit door, my garter belt and turquoise fishnet stockings were around my ankles. I ran straight out of the gym and into the bathroom to remove the offending articles of clothing. Problem was I had to actually walk back into the gym, with the garter belt and turquoise fishnet stockings in my hand. There was no way to scrunch them small enough not to be noticed. And at the time, I wasn't into carrying a purse yet, so what to do with the scrunched up items but toss the on a bleacher seat and get back in the game . . . red-face and pretending not to care.

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    1. Oh my goodness Gram. That must have been a sight! I remember those wonderful garter belts and fish net stockings. Oh those were the days!! I have a hilarious 'girdle' story too but I'm not sure I will tell it!!

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  7. That was a mistake I could easily have made myself! I can understand your embarrassment!

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  8. I almost have an embarrassing moment every week it seems. One of my biggest, was when I was traveling back home from work on a plane and when I stood up, my skirt caught the arm rest and pulled my skirt down. I had grabbed my backpack and put that on and didn't realize that my butt was exposed for a few minutes. Thank goodness I was wearing my full on granny panties. Oh Lort- I cried when I got into my car and then burst into crazy laughing.

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    1. Oh my gosh Holli! I would have cried too! I only wear those 'granny-panties'. Don't want any embarrassing moments! LOL!!

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  9. I was in a play and at one point, as I turned on my heel to exit, my scene partner was supposed to playfully smack my butt. During tech week, when we were in costume, my real costume was still being made, so I was just wearing a dress of about the same length. But it was swishier.

    I turned on my heel, the dress swished, my partner's hand caught the skirt and it lifted with his hand. I mooned the entire crew and extras sitting in the auditorium! Because unlike Holli above, I was NOT wearing granny-panties, but a thong. Talk about flushing cheeks!

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    1. LOL!! Flushing cheeks!!! That is great!

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    2. oh and btw, I read your title as "Embarrassing Dr. Dildo" so would probably have done the same thing you did!

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    3. When I first wrote it that WAS the title. Then I decided I didn't need to invite a bunch of weirdos to my blog

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  10. :) I bet he had many laughs about his name:)

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  11. I used to see lots of interesting names when I was working, both in the hospital and at Town Hall. When I retired, one of my staff members made me a T-shirt with all the strange names she had kept a record of. Names like Barry Cuda, Nick Nocker and Dennis LeDuc. I kid you not. Well, I only wore the shirt when I was at home doing yard work. One day a neighbor came by when I had the shirt on, looked at the names and informed me that Mr. Marryme went to her church. The shirt has been in the closet ever since.

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    1. Those are some great names. I am a lover of names. The best one I have ever heard was a lady I took care many, many years ago whose name was Dimple Slimp. I kid you not!

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  12. When I was about 12 (and an early bloomer), I had a one-piece swimsuit that tied at the back of the neck. I was in the pool, lounging against the side with my elbows on the deck (checking out the cute older boys)when my 11-year-old male cousin swam up to me and said, "What's that?" Of course, he was pointing at my upper torso. My tie had come undone and one of my unmentionables was exposed. Talk about embarrassing!

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    1. Egads! That would be horrifying to a 12 year old

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  13. Yup, I completely read the title of your post wrong at least three times. LOL Oh boy... Funny story though!
    ~Katie
    TheCyborgMom

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  14. Thank you for sharing - I've been witness to a similar situation that took place in a lift so there was no escape. The girls name was Regina, and behind her back some people called her vagina, which is what happened as the lift doors closed cutting off any escape from the most silent and painful ride of our lives.

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    1. Horrible! I guess we should learn from others mistakes!

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  15. That is soooo funny! I wonder why he never had his name legally changed?

    Offhand, I can't recall any personal stories that I can share 'in public' ... but I still giggle remembering one of our guest service associates who mis-pronounced a guest's last name which was "Fuchs." (Ya, not good!)

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    1. His son did change his name to Dawson after he graduated from high school He is the same age as Justin. We have a doctor here in town whose name is Fluck!

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  16. I knew that was coming the moment you posted his name, the real one. I'm sure it's not the first OR the last time he heard it.
    My most embarrassing moment was overhearing what some volunteer aides of a "privileged set" thought of me when I was an aide. It was the end of my innocence in thinking that jealousy was something that couldn't hurt a soul deeply. I was embarrassed for them, knowing how privileged they
    were, and knowing that they had been so petty out of spite.

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    1. That would be awful to overhear them saying not nice things. There are many who are the entitled set now!!

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  17. Well of course. It's really easy to mix up a name like that. I'm sure I would have done it.

    My most embarrassing moment? Not going to go there.

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  18. Well you could see that coming from the moment you gave his name LOL. Thanks for the belly laugh

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    1. Yes, I should have monitored myself better!!

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  19. Oh woot! Now that is one awful moment .... of awkward silences and how difficult it would be to continue with composure. Well as you have noted, lesson learned but I can only imagine the "wanting to vanish" feeling. It must have been so intense.

    hopefully all involved recovered ....

    good luck with the A-Z :)

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    1. There were no hard feelings on his part. I don't think anyway!

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  20. LOL, Paula! That's a classic comedy story. What a silly name though -one wonders why he didn't change it.

    I once had a customer ( i used to work in retail) called Mr Dickman. I never forgot his name. I am not sure why. LOL

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    1. I've never understood why the name wasn't changed generations ago. But, then maybe that many years ago we didn't have such dirty minds. LOL!

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