Say what?
Here are a couple of misheard phrases that make me think that perhaps I’ve been flying a few too many times in that noisy plane of ours. Or maybe just spent too many hours in close company with a jackhammer a couple of summers ago.
Scene 1:
Nurse: What &$ate did you have her on?
Ditch: Sorry, what weight?
Nurse: Yeah, what &$ate of oxygen?
Ditch: [To self] What’s a weight of oxygen?
Nurse: [Frustrated] Like was it 4 liters?
Ditch: Oh! Rate! Yeah. 4 liters. Seems to help her nausea. Yeah. Um.
Scene 2:
Ditch: Do you have any warmed blankets I can give this patient?
Nurse: [Points down hall] Yeah, they’re in the re*4~@s room.
Ditch [Walking with purpose straight past resusc. room]: What the hell is a recess room? In an emergency ward?