Death
Death: What some patients do in the end, to humiliate the doctor.
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Death: What some patients do in the end, to humiliate the doctor.
Bombeck's Rule of Medicine: Never go to a doctor whose office plants have died!
As the doctor completed an examination of the patient, he said:
- I can't find a cause for your complaint. Frankly, I think it's due to drinking.
- In that case - said the patient.
- I'll come back when you're sober!
Surgeon General C. Everett Koop, in conjunction with research associate Dr. Ed Bluestone of the Surgeon General's office, has compiled for non-confidential distribution a list of activities which, while not definitely linked to death or established as causative factors in any specific form of physical or physiological deterioration, have been determined through exhaustive reiteration to be detrimental to the human condition and specifically to the welfare of their perpetrator.
While implementation of any of these activities is not specifically illegal as cited by state or federal jurisdictions, engagement in any of said activities could very probably be construed as a gross breach of common etiquette constraints and/or moral codes and analogs.
Widespread or accelerated participation in any of the listed activities by an increasing or superannuated segment of the population would be frowned on by and erosive to all reasonable, respected, and stalwart facets of American society.
The Surgeon General warns:
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...
True story: About a week ago, I broke my ankle (in three places) and was in the hospital for several days. My first night in the hospital, after having surgery to rejoin my bones with pins and plates and such, I was in a great deal of pain and quite immobile. My nurse for that first night was a very nice 50ish lady with a strong German accent.
At one point in the middle of the night, she came in to give me a shot of morphine. She asked where I would like the shot and I pointed to my right thigh. I slid my blankets down and she lifted my gown.
With my gown raised, she uttered the words:
- Okay, small prick
and proceeded with the injection.
I'm still not sure whether her words were meant to warn me of the upcoming pain or as an editorial comment.
A Soviet emigre woman comes to a gynecologist and complains:
- Doctor, when I wasn't married, I had six abortions, and now I got married and can't get pregnant.
- Well - said the doctor.
- It's possible you don't breed in captivity!
A woman comes to a gynecologist for a checkup. She seems to be very embarrassed and uncomfortable.
- Haven't you been examined like this before? - asks the doctor.
- Many times - she giggles - but never by doctor!
One Polish surgeon asks another:
- How did that appendectomy go?
- Appendectomy? - shrieks the other.
- I though it was an autopsy!
A man swallowed a mouse while sleeping on the couch one day. His wife quickly called the doctor and said:
- Doctor, please come quickly. My husband just swallowed a mouse and he's gagging and thrashing about.
- I'll be right over - the doctor said.
- In the meantime, keep waving a piece of cheese over his mouth to try to attract the mouse up and out of there.
When the doctor arrived, he saw the wife waving a piece of smoked herring over her husband's mouth.
- Uhh, I told you to use cheese, not herring, to lure the mouse.
- I know, doc - she replied.
- but first I've got to get the darn cat out of him!