“I wish we had rooms for this stuff”
Monday the 7th of December at 7.30 am I dropped into have my ultrasound. First scan for the day as I planned to go to work after it was done. It was meant to be a 10 minute scan of my upper abdomen.
45 minutes later and my banter failing to impress an increasingly perplexed looking junior radiographer the first thought that all may not be going well entered my head. Then came the statement “I will just get the senior radiographer to have a quick look, wont be long, just rest for a while”.
The senior radiographer came in, said nothing to me, looked at the images and then turned to me smiled and said “please get dressed and I will chat with you outside”.
I dressed and returned to the waiting room and waited patiently for “my chat”.
She entered the waiting room with some authority, approached me and then in full view of all in the waiting room said “I wish we had rooms for this stuff”. This stuff! I said “This stuff, what stuff”!! “What do you need to tell me”.
Clearly not off to the best start in building a long term relationship with this person – she looked at me as said – “lets walk and talk”.
My Unplanned Sabbatical 