Today a patient presented to the ward with mild dehydration. The following is my best recreation of the conversation:
Me: How many times did he have diarrhea today?
Patient’s mother: Three times.
Me: Is he vomiting?
Patient’s mother: Yes, three times.
Me: How many times did he urinate today?
Patient’s mother: Three times this morning.
Me: Has he been coughing?
Patient’s mother: Yes.
Me: A lot or a little?
Patient’s mother: Three times today.
At that point I started laughing and stopped the formal interview. People don’t usually tell you how many times someone coughed. Something seemed fishy.
Me: It seems you like the number three?
Patient’s mother: Huh?
Me: How many children do you have?
Patient’s mother: Two.
I immediately felt a sense of satisfaction! I finally got her to say a number other than three.
Things like this infuse a bit of humor into our day.
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