Thursday, July 16, 2015

It's Official

I'm "pleasant." My medical record says so.

I know because my oncologist wanted to see where my tumor markers were at the first time I was seen, and so he had the notes from my first visit open and I looked over his shoulder to see what it said. The opening statement said I was a pleasant 46-year-old male with cancer.

The fact that this is in my medical record raises all sorts of questions that will likely never be answered,* but it's oddly comforting to have an official imprimatur on such an evaluation.

Of course, "pleasant" doesn't produce much of interest in a Google image search, so I went with "peasant." The peasant search was rather fascinating. You get a lot of medieval art, the odd Monty Python screen capture, and an absurd amount of scantily clad women. All I can figure is that "peasant" appears to be the preferred adjective to describe a lot of barely there clothing.

Odd to think that what was once a signifier of abject poverty eventually evolves into one of sexual desirability. But that's fashion for you, I guess.

Clearly, there's not much to keep your brain occupied when you're waiting for an infusion to begin...


* On what basis was this determination made? Does it have an impact on the treatment I receive? If I became unpleasant, would my medical record be updated? Etc., etc., etc.

3 comments:

  1. I noticed the same thing in my medical record from when I had a c-section. I didn't feel particularly "pleasant" while they were cutting me open, but whatever. :)

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  2. Do you remember the Seinfeld episode where Elaine discovers that her doctor described her as "difficult"? No doctor would treat her for her rash. Much better to be described as pleasant.

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  3. Why am I suddenly feeling like "pleasant" is a code for the billing department, schedulers and other administrative types?

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