Pussy. I am, I am not, we are. Blind spots in health and care.
diagnostic instability revealed & unravelled.
Today a patient called me a pussy. I did not know what to say. The conversation went something along the lines of, -Do you know who I am? -Yes, you’re that man, the first time I saw you I called you something. -Mum, don’t say that word! Intone her daughters -What, I can’t remember, I say. -Well, I said… -No! shouts her husband By now point I am laughing. -Go on, it can’t have been that…
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