my journey through medical school, residency, and life.
I recently saw an episode of The Daily Show with Jon Stewart. It’s always an interesting way to get my news. But he did one segment which I’ve included below. Check it out.
I was gonna write about how surprised I am to hear that increased gambling was listed as a side-effect. But I figured that any way I found to convey my disbelief in such absurdity would kind of be overshadowed by Jon Stewart.
If anything, just remember to know what the side-effects are of any medication you take.
All of the videos I’ve shared on this site have been medical school related videos. This was created by nurses for a National Nurses’ Week Contest. Check it out, and enjoy.
The seven-year old girl told her mom, “A boy in my class asked me to play doctor.”
“Oh, dear,” the mother nervously sighed. “What happened, honey?”
“Nothing. He made me wait 45 minutes and then double-billed the insurance company.”
Things You Don’t Want to Hear a Surgeon Say in the Operating Room
Recently found a post over at Rumors Were True titled Pancakes Everyday. The author of that blog is also a medical student. Apparently, a while back, he wrote a post in which he likened medical school to eating pancakes everyday. Its an interesting post. You can check it out at the link above.
Anyways, I guess a friend of his read the post and decided to make a video based on the post. I think it gets the point across.
Enjoy.
When a panel of doctors was asked to vote on adding a new wing to their hospital,
the Allergists voted to scratch it and the Dermatologists advised no rash moves.
The Gastroenterologists had a gut feeling about it,
but the Neurologists thought the administration had a lot of nerve,
and the Obstetricians stated they were all laboring under a misconception.
The Ophthalmologists considered the idea shortsighted,
the Pathologists each yelled “Over my dead body”
while the Pediatricians said “Grow up!”
The Psychiatrists thought the whole idea was madness,
the Surgeons decided to wash their hands of the whole thing
and the Radiologists could see right through it.
The Internists thought it was a bitter pill to swallow
and the Plastic Surgeons said “This puts a whole new face on the matter.”
The Podiatrists thought it was a step forward,
but the Urologists felt the scheme wouldn’t hold water.
The Anesthesiologist thought the whole idea was a gas
and the Cardiologists didn’t have the heart to say no.
The dentists clenched their teeth and showed their disapproval.
In the end, the Proctologists left the decision up to some asshole in administration.
Adapted from: Nip/Fuct
Shakey went to a psychiatrist. “Doc,” he said, “I’ve got trouble. Every time I get into bed, I think there’s somebody under it. I get under the bed, I think there’s somebody on top of it. Top, under, top, under. You gotta help me, I’m going crazy!”
“Just put yourself in my hands for two years,” said the shrink. “Come to me three times a week, and I’ll cure your fears.”
“How much do you charge?”
“A hundred dollars per visit.”
“I’ll sleep on it,” said Shakey.
Six months later the doctor met Shakey on the street. “Why didn’t you ever come to see me again?” asked the psychiatrist.
“For a hundred buck’s a visit? A bartender cured me for ten dollars.”
“Is that so! How?”
“He told me to cut the legs off the bed!”
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