my journey through medical school, residency, and life.
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The patient shook his doctor’s hand in gratitude and said, “Since we are the best of friends, I would not want to insult you by offering payment. But I would like for you to know that I had mentioned you in my will.”
“That is very kind of you,” said the doctor emotionally, and then added, “Can I see that prescription I just gave you? I’d like to make a little change…”
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
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!”
A cardiac specialist died and at his funeral the coffin
was placed in front of a huge mock up of a heart made up of
flowers. When the pastor finished with the sermon and
eulogy, and after everyone said their good-byes, the heart
opened, the coffin rolled inside and the heart
closed. Just then one of the mourners burst into laughter.
The guy next to him asked: “Why are you laughing?”
“I was thinking about my own funeral” the man replied.
“What’s so funny about that?”
“I’m a gynecologist.”
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