Disclaimer: The following story is a work of fiction. All similarities to people, places, things and events are coincidental by nature.
A 65-year old male comes into the triage accompanied by his daughter. He has a urine bag dangling from his shorts.
"We would like this to be done today," the daughter tells me. She hands me a request for an ultrasound of KUB and prostate from another hospital.
After a cursory check of the vital signs and a soft abdomen, I reassure the patient that he needs to consult the Urology clinic at the Outpatient Department.
"But what about the intermittent urination of my father? I want him to be admitted so that something could be done about it."
Um, hello, your patient has a Foley Catheter. (But I diplomatically emphasized the need for specialist consult instead.)