Yes. One day the machines will rule the earth, and then the politeness you showed lowly mechatronic units like glucometers and automatic BP machines might just save your life. You wave. You say HI back as if your life depended on it. It just damn well might.
Of course. Tor Arne is using Pascal’s solution to the question of whether God exists – if He doesn’t what do you lose by acting as if He does, but I find that waving back is worth the entertainment value alone. Then you show the machine to everyone staring at you, if nobody else finds it amusing, you turn yourself in for a urine drug screen.
If you are diabetic, have been smoking marijuana, developed the munchies, and ate a bunch of sugary foods, the machine is not asking if you have a good buzz going.
If it is your own blood being tested and this is the first time you have been greeted this way, maybe you should arrange for transport to the ED.
Hello!
I am a lady of 22, I found you hear and picked interest in you.
My name is Joy .I wish to be in love relationship with you
and may be discover ourselves as real partners for life. Please send your email address in my inbox ;; And not site please
With this email adderss( joy200muoka@yahoo.com )
Thanks from my heart;
Yours in love,
Joy.
joynice seems to be a message from a computer. Possibly a response to when you waved at the glucometer.
Possibly a big sister, or cousin, of the glucometer.
I wouldn’t count on this relationship lasting, but if you are a hopeless optimist, she does appear to be willing. I wonder if Hal 9000 is the black sheep of the family.
I wouldn’t worry unless it starts asking you if you’re Sarah Connor.
Joynice — I’m still mulling things over, I mean I’m married and all, but still you make a pretty compelling case. My mind says no, my heart leans towards yes, my magic eight ball keeps saying ask again later. I don’t know, I need more time, stop pressuring me.
Rogue: I said “will”, not “may”. It’s not Pascal’s Wager if you’re completely convinced the higher power you’re referring to is real.
It’s kind of creepy if you imagine that the display is the voice of diabetes talking to you. “HI! I’m your diabetes! I was thinking of staying for a while! Do you think we’ll be friends? HI!”
That’s an unapproved abbreviation, dammit! Don’t you know that “HI” could be taken to mean “HyperInsulinemia”? You could kill someone by giving them more glucose by mistake!
You need to get an updated JCAHO-approved glucometer that says “the most recent blood sample showed an extremely elevated glucose count.”
Are you bucking for a site inspection on this blog or something?
Ever notice in Sci-fi films that most of the medical personnel are robots? Star Trek started with a real person, and ended up with a freakin’ hologram. Even Luke and Lea in Star Wars were delivered by robots, and Luke had his hand replaced by robots.
So I’d be mighty cordial to that glucometer. To do less does not compute… I mean it would be illogical… oh crap!
I thought I’d found my automated soulmate when our new urinalysis analyzer kept giving me an “all AMOR” message. I winked at it, and was puzzled by it’s lack of response until I realized “AMOR” meant “amorphous”.
I always say HI back and then threaten it with a nice fat syringe of novolog before I flip it off.
I love my meter. It’s my master. It says “eat”, I eat, It says “take drugs biotch”, I go shoot up, Such a nice simple relationship.
Everyone should have such fine toys.
July 9, 2008 at 5:13 am
Yes. One day the machines will rule the earth, and then the politeness you showed lowly mechatronic units like glucometers and automatic BP machines might just save your life. You wave. You say HI back as if your life depended on it. It just damn well might.
July 9, 2008 at 10:01 am
Of course. Tor Arne is using Pascal’s solution to the question of whether God exists – if He doesn’t what do you lose by acting as if He does, but I find that waving back is worth the entertainment value alone. Then you show the machine to everyone staring at you, if nobody else finds it amusing, you turn yourself in for a urine drug screen.
If you are diabetic, have been smoking marijuana, developed the munchies, and ate a bunch of sugary foods, the machine is not asking if you have a good buzz going.
If it is your own blood being tested and this is the first time you have been greeted this way, maybe you should arrange for transport to the ED.
July 9, 2008 at 10:13 am
Yes. For gosh sakes, be polite. You are being graded on bedside manner. And as Tor Arne said, someday machines may rule the world…
And like Rogue Medic said, it is always worth the entertainment value…
July 9, 2008 at 11:05 am
I waved and got no response, so I tried to type in Whatup! but couldn’t find the keyboard…
Hope the machine will forgive me.
July 9, 2008 at 5:32 pm
If it says “Low” are you supposed to say “Rye-der”?
July 9, 2008 at 10:20 pm
Hello!
I am a lady of 22, I found you hear and picked interest in you.
My name is Joy .I wish to be in love relationship with you
and may be discover ourselves as real partners for life. Please send your email address in my inbox ;; And not site please
With this email adderss( joy200muoka@yahoo.com )
Thanks from my heart;
Yours in love,
Joy.
July 9, 2008 at 10:42 pm
Hi … Iam Emma from Indonesia … I just stop by to your blog … Have a nice day …
July 9, 2008 at 11:17 pm
When the glucometer says Hi I usually say “Shit”
July 10, 2008 at 12:35 am
joynice seems to be a message from a computer. Possibly a response to when you waved at the glucometer.
Possibly a big sister, or cousin, of the glucometer.
I wouldn’t count on this relationship lasting, but if you are a hopeless optimist, she does appear to be willing. I wonder if Hal 9000 is the black sheep of the family.
July 10, 2008 at 2:37 pm
The day this post came out, I rec’d a new unsolicited meter from Medtronic in the mail.
I wonder if it’s come to kill me.
July 10, 2008 at 4:23 pm
I wouldn’t worry unless it starts asking you if you’re Sarah Connor.
Joynice — I’m still mulling things over, I mean I’m married and all, but still you make a pretty compelling case. My mind says no, my heart leans towards yes, my magic eight ball keeps saying ask again later. I don’t know, I need more time, stop pressuring me.
July 10, 2008 at 8:39 pm
I say “What’s up sugar?”…
July 10, 2008 at 8:47 pm
Actually, if it says ‘lo, just say hello back. If you’re still conscious, that is.
July 11, 2008 at 6:54 am
http://www.realitycheck.org.au/images/gluc.gif
July 11, 2008 at 11:20 am
Rogue: I said “will”, not “may”. It’s not Pascal’s Wager if you’re completely convinced the higher power you’re referring to is real.
It’s kind of creepy if you imagine that the display is the voice of diabetes talking to you. “HI! I’m your diabetes! I was thinking of staying for a while! Do you think we’ll be friends? HI!”
July 11, 2008 at 1:23 pm
That’s an unapproved abbreviation, dammit! Don’t you know that “HI” could be taken to mean “HyperInsulinemia”? You could kill someone by giving them more glucose by mistake!
You need to get an updated JCAHO-approved glucometer that says “the most recent blood sample showed an extremely elevated glucose count.”
Are you bucking for a site inspection on this blog or something?
July 11, 2008 at 7:00 pm
I would immediately infuse some Activated Charcoal into the damn thing.
July 11, 2008 at 8:20 pm
Ever notice in Sci-fi films that most of the medical personnel are robots? Star Trek started with a real person, and ended up with a freakin’ hologram. Even Luke and Lea in Star Wars were delivered by robots, and Luke had his hand replaced by robots.
So I’d be mighty cordial to that glucometer. To do less does not compute… I mean it would be illogical… oh crap!
July 12, 2008 at 1:10 am
ROFL.
July 12, 2008 at 7:18 pm
Tor Arne Says:
“Rogue: I said ‘will’, not ‘may’. It’s not Pascal’s Wager if you’re completely convinced the higher power you’re referring to is real.
”
You are correct. I was reading a bit into your comment. I’m just glad your humor chip is working properly.
July 14, 2008 at 12:25 am
The only time my meter ever said HI, I said “Thank you.”
I wasn’t testing my blood, but rather the supposedly diet soda I had just purchased which tasted much better than it had any right (pre-Splenda).
July 14, 2008 at 11:02 am
Is that like when the scales in the NICU say, “REPLACE BABY?” I always wanted to answer back, “But we like THIS baby, we don’t want a replacement.”
July 14, 2008 at 2:04 pm
I vote that WhiteCoat wins best comment of the year.
July 15, 2008 at 2:05 am
The first time I saw it I was holding the metre the wrong way so I saw “IH”… it took a few minutes.
July 16, 2008 at 8:37 pm
WhiteCoat, that was hilarious!! Another classic in the anti-JCAHO arsenal!
July 19, 2008 at 2:44 am
I thought I’d found my automated soulmate when our new urinalysis analyzer kept giving me an “all AMOR” message. I winked at it, and was puzzled by it’s lack of response until I realized “AMOR” meant “amorphous”.
August 29, 2008 at 10:21 pm
I always say HI back and then threaten it with a nice fat syringe of novolog before I flip it off.
I love my meter. It’s my master. It says “eat”, I eat, It says “take drugs biotch”, I go shoot up, Such a nice simple relationship.
Everyone should have such fine toys.