Frequent Exchange

Hubs: You think you're better than me?
Me: Sometimes, yes.

Like Mother, Like Daughter. . .

Hubs is having trouble opening a package. 

Preschooler: You aren't really strong.
Hubs: You sound like your mother.

339.82

I'm having issues choosing a diagnosis code for a patient and while looking for an appropriate one, I come across several that are rather inappropriate. I end up calling my boss for guidance and can't help mentioning my discovery.

Me: Did you know that 339.82 is the code for Preorgasmic Headache?
Boss: What?
Me: Yup. It's also the code for Orgasmic Headaches.
Boss: Man, I'd take more of those.
Me: Seriously. If I had a headache that induced orgasms, I don't know that I'd complain too much.



We hang up and I immediately text him:

Is That Even Possible?

I've been holding this story in the hopes that I could share it in its entirety. Due to the twit in question being fired recent staffing changes in my office, I finally can.

A former coworker was an enthusiastic fan of oversharing. The last horrible story we heard before she left was about her twelve-year-old son; he plays football and had a rather interesting injury, which she described as him "pulling the muscle between his balls and his butt". For those of you with a colorful vocabulary like mine, this is commonly known as the taint. The other girls subjected to this story had eyes as wide as mine as she went on to demonstrate the exact movement that caused the injury, followed by the stretches assigned by his physical therapist to remedy the problem.

As soon as I'm able to take my leave of her, I immediately text Hubs and our friend Andrew because I'm dying that this kid sprained his taint.  Andrew texts me back after I offer to show him the stretches just in case he ever needs them.