Friday, April 04, 2008

I'm a doctor, not a lover...except to my wife. Then, I'm both.

Usually when I get hit on by patients at work, it's never direct. Most of the time, the patients will just make a nice compliment with a litte bit of "it's a shame you're married" ending. Those things I can handle. I did have one patient who asked me if she needed to remove her shirt even though her problem was in her knee. My response? "No, we'll just focus on your knee." That was probably the closest to being direct until a few days ago.

Patient: "Doctor, can I ask you a question?"

Me: "Sure."

Pt: "Are you interested in me? Because, I'm interested in you. I get the feeling you're interested in me because you treat me differently from your other patients."

Me: ".........(eyes wide).......uuuuuuuhhhhhhh. Look, I can't pursue anything with you because of 3 reasons.
1) I'm married.
2) I take that marriage very seriously.
3) You're my patient. It is illegal for me to have any kind of relationship with my patients."

What kind of gets me is that she thought I treated her differently from my other patients. I'm not sure where she gets this idea. I do sit and talk with my patients regarding not only their ailments but about their daily lives as well. It makes time go by faster throughout their therapy. Plus, I find their lives interesting. Zelda and I have gone to plays with our patients. We've gone to have sushi, sake, and fine wines with another of our patients. We've been invited to hockey games. We got free tickets to Sea World. It's just that since we've moved to New City, we don't have as many friends as we did in Houston.

Hopefully, I handled that situation properly.