‘Doctor, before you go, I have one last problem if you don’t mind. It’s rather embarrassing and I don’t really like to mention it.’
I smiled at Molly, a pleasant octogenarian lady, and gently persuaded her to continue.
‘Well, it’s my piles,’ she said with a slight grimace. ‘They’ve been ever so troublesome recently. I managed to find some of that cream you gave me a few years ago, but it stings something awful. It never used to; I think it must have gone out of date.’
I picked up a tube from her bedside table and Molly confirmed that it was what she had been using.
‘Yes, Molly, it is rather out of date. I’ll prescribe you a new tube which will be fine.’
As I reached for a prescription pad, I put the tube of a well known brand of spearmint toothpaste in my bag for later disposal. I hadn’t the heart to tell her the truth!
(First published in GP Magazine, 6th January 2006. The name of the patient has been changed.)
The periodic, eclectic and sometimes eccentric, cerebral meanderings of an aspirant polymath.
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