Sometimes I really hate it. No, this isn't for the "medicine sucks" thread. Sure, I had some depressing patients last night, but that's not what's bothering me. No, what's bothering me is FAMILY MEMBERS. You've seen it. Someone signs out a patient to you with something like, "Non-displaced humerus fracture. Just waiting for X-Ray copies & is then going home." I don't even write it down. Then the family shows up, they want to speak with "the doctor". You go to talk with them & they're furious. "What's going on? How do you know that's what's wrong? Why haven't you fed her? Is Medicare going to cover this? Why would you give her Norco for pain? That's got less Acid-TOM-ofin than what I buy at the store. She needs more milligrams! You're an idiot, I wont take her home, and I want to see your boss!" And I'm thinking, "The guy who had an elective circumcision go wrong, the family of the child with sickle cell pain crisis, and the daughter of the septic woman are all being much more pleasent. I wish I could be talking to them right now."