Today, Raji came to me. Raji's about as Indian as Indian can be.

Perfect vase-shaped figure, long black braid, gorgeous gold earrings, and a bindi. Raji is recognizably Indian. And she came to me with the revelation that my confused patient had called her "Senorita."I explained that he'd probably seen the long black hair and the honey-colored skin and thought that she was Hispanic. She laughed and laughed and laughed.Later, when I'd had a minor disagreement with an attending (more on that in the days to come), she exclaimed, when I mentioned his recognizably-Indian name, "Oh! I thought he was Hispanic!""Hello, Senorita!" I responded. "How are we supposed to have world peace when y'all can't recognize each other from across the room?"This is what passes for humor on my unit on a hard day.

Source: Head Nurse - October 8, 2015 Category: Nursing Authors: Jo Source Type: blogs