In September I was pruning some bushes. I was distracted by the phone and accidently clipped off the end of my left index finger.
A week or so later I had to have a small skin graft to fix it. I had surgery under anesthesia, but before that they asked me questions like “do you ever think about hurting yourself”? Iwas like “you are kidding me, if I was going to hurt myself I would not have chopped off the end of my finger”.
My bushes looked good though.
They now ask several probing questions. The nurse told me they had to.
Regarding gun ownership, the correct answer is "Break into my home some night and find out".
Sounds like they viewed your accident as intentional self maiming. Trauma doctors shouldn’t be practicing psychoanalysis.
Only hours after my open heart surgery they were plying me with alcohol because my chart mentioned excessive alcohol consumption (I had admitted to a daily drink) & they wanted to prevent the D.T.’s, holy cr@p!
Then they gave me an “anti-anxiety” drug that had me seeing things that weren’t really there! Flushed that s*** down the Hillary!
It’s getting scary, folks. Don’t ever get sick!
The law be damned. During my ten years in Minnestoopid, I delivered full disinformation when subjected to the battery of questions. Full libtard. No, I don’t have any guns! They are icky and scary! When the nurse talks down to me like I am an eight year old, it was clear that I was dealing with the enemy.