I've decided that old people (like really old people) are either the best thing in the world or the worst thing in the world. There is no middle ground with them. No gray area. They either exist to melt your heart or make your life completely miserable. Today, I dabbled in misery. An 88-year-old patient told me the following:
"You couldn't possibly understand."
*"You have that thing set up wrong" (in relation to my ultrasonic scaler). Me and my five years of university education are not even going to go there. After all, monkeys could scrape teeth, right?
*"I don't have time for xrays. That's just one more thing to tack on to my schedule." Because 88-year-old men who require rides to and from their dental appointments have SO much to do during the course of the day.
*"You be nice to your Grandfather. When you call him, don't talk to him too long. You'll bore him." I am NOT making this up!
*"I don't want a lecture about any of that stuff" after I simply asked him when he would like us to reschedule him for his next recare appointment.
*"I've been eating a lot of beets, and carrots, and beans." Hmmm. I hadn't noticed. Gag.
Oh, and don't even worry about the fact that I sucked up not one but TWO of his snot rockets with my high vac suction. I'd rant and rave about it all if it weren't for the fact that it is so darn sad. It is what it is. Oh, and I never want to be that old. Ever. But if I am, I want to be a "melt your heart" kind of old person. Until next time...;)
Wow. . . that's all I have to say
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