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!