We’ve all had our share of funny miscommunications with patients and co-workers. Our readers shared some of their favorite communication mix-ups. Take a look and enjoy the humor, but don't forget to add your own funny miscommunication in the comments section below.
- My husband’s told the doctor he eats Animal Crackers for a snack. The endocrinologist seriously responded: What kind of animal? --Patricia
- What was I thinking when I told the elderly gentleman “we are now going to take off our pants and I’m going to get you in bed." --Dianne
- I had a Hispanic male patient who tried to teach me a few words of Spanish. I practiced and practiced. Hours later when it was snack time, I proudly entered his room holding a tray with snacks. In front of his whole family, I asked him “Leche con Pero?” I was convinced I was offering him milk and cookies, when, in fact, his entire family busted up with giggles. They told me I really asked him if he wanted ” milk with a dog!” Thank goodness they had a sense of humor! --Cathi
- I was having routine labwork done. The phlebotomist set the urine cup on the counter. She said to me ” I need you to pee in that cup”. I said “what? from here”? --Fred
- Once I was explaining discharge instructions to a new Mom and Dad which had included, no sex for six to eight weeks. The Dad looked aghast and said, “no sex for dirty eight weeks?!” I re-explained and we all had a chuckle. --Sari
- I just had a rather strong memory one of the first times in my ER that I had to take telephone orders from an admitting doc with a heavy accent and a tongue that I always imagined was far too large to fit in his mouth. He always sounded like Marlon Brando’s Godfather, but worse.
After going over a long list of meds, the doc said “And anal sex”
Me, confused: “Excuse me, sir…”
Him, louder: “anal sex”
Me, incredulous: “I’m so sorry doctor, can you repeat that?”
Him, almost screaming: “40 milligrams anal sex”
Me, trying to keep my cool: “Please spell that, sir…” (I don’t know whether to be confused or really offended, it’s 4am and I have five patients that all want something, and I am sure he could hear frustration in my voice)
Him, screaming at this point: “L-A-S-I-X”
Me: “Ohhhh, and a lasix. 40mg of Lasix, Got it” --Jaelann
- While taking care of a gentleman who had undergone a stroke, my CNA and I had boosted him up in his bed to a seated position. He held a tennis ball in his right hand for squeezing in order to strengthen his weakened grip. His speech was also effected and he kept mumbling something that sounded like “my ball…my ball”. I encouraged him, “Yes, your ball in your hand, keep squeezing it so your grip will get stronger”. He spoke louder, “MY BALL”. Then I realized he was referring not to his tennis ball but to his testicle he was sitting on after we had pulled him up in his bed! We quickly remedied the situation with apologies. --Jamie
- One morning, a patient called me in to ask for a different aid to be assigned to her. The aid on duty was as sweet and accommodating as you could imagine. Always smiling and friendly and I asked why the patient wanted to change…. The patient said “She is such a dirty girl. Every morning she comes into my room, squats down and peas on the floor.” It only took me a moment to realize that the aid was squatting down each morning to empty the patient’s foley catheter… --Bonny
- I had a foreign doctor once tell me on the phone to give his patient a tavin. After the third repeat, I asked him to spell it…a_t_i_v_a_n ! --Joan
- One of my favorite dialysis patients who spoke with a soft little southern accent, said to me one day….”why I would never take those genetic drugs, they are not the same as the invented ones”. I just smiled and explained that “generics” would not be given if they were not going to work the same as the brand name, if that were the case we could insist on name brands. She missed my correction of the pronunciation, and was overhead telling her daughter what I had said about the “genetic drugs” only being used if they would do that same thing in her body. We did have a chuckle at the nurses station when I announced I might consider some “Genetic drugs” if it meant I get a better metabolism, long legs, and great teeth. --Lora
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