My ‘urgent’, 25-year-old Mr. Floyd, is sitting on the examination couch in the treatment room. Leaning position, his right hand against his right eye and kicking feet. He repeatedly mumbles something unintelligible. His colleague is amusing himself behind him with the high-low position of an office chair. Close to my patient I hear what sounds like a lament: oi, oi, oi… I also discover a crumpled damp washcloth in his right hand. I’ll get right to the point. “Let me take a look in your right eye.”
He kicks me twice, curses, then faints in my arms | GP Tells
