Took my ancient father to a dermatologist today – a guy he’s seen for years. There is to be a biopsy. For this, because it it so for anytime they approach a patient with anything resembling a needle, a ‘consent form is required’. Two, in fact. And require that he sign both. And I say let me sign for him, he is blind. I do it all the time. And they say, do you have power of attorney. And I said, no, but I”m his daughter and I”ve been here with him many times. And that a [my name] for [his name] should do it. (Hello! You know me!) Uh, uh. Not good enough. He must be the one. So with great difficulty, he produces some totally unintelligible marks on a page, in the wrong place. And they accept that.
A few moments later, I say that I don’t imagine its’ exactly legal when someone signs something they are unable to read, and suggested they might want to get new blank forms and read all three pages of small type to him before he scratches again.
And that is why I piss people off .