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Sunday, October 12, 2008

Doctor Stories

A man comes into the ER and yells, "my wife's going to have her baby in
the cab!"

I grabbed my stuff, rushed out to the cab, lifted the lady's dress and
began to take off her underwear. Suddenly I noticed there were several
cabs, and I was in the wrong one.
--Dr. Mark MacDonald, San Antonio, TX

At the beginning of my shift I placed a stethoscope on an elderly and
slightly deaf female patient's anterior chest wall. "Big breaths", I
instructed. "Yes, they used to be" remorsefully replied the patient.
--Dr. Richard Byrnes, Seattle, WA

One day I had to be the bearer of bad news when I told a wife that her
husband had died of a massive myocardial infarct. Not more than five
minutes later, I heard her reporting to the rest of the family that he had
died of a massive internal fart.
--Dr. Susan Steinberg, Manitoba, Canada

I was performing a complete physical, including the visual acuity test. I
place the patient twenty feet from the chart and began, "cover your right
eye with your hand." He read the 20/20 line perfectly. "Now your left."
Again, a flawless read. "Now both," I requested. There was silence. He
couldn't even read the large E on the top line. I turned and discovered
that he had done exactly what I had asked; he was standing there with
both his eyes covered. I was laughing too hard to finish the exam.
--Dr. Matthew Theodropolous, Worcester, MA

During a patient's two week follow-up appointment with his cardiologist,
he informed me, his doctor, that he was having trouble with one of his
medications. Which one? I asked. The patch, he replied. The nurse told
me to put on a new one every six hours and now I'm running out of places to
put it! I had him quickly undress and discovered what I hoped I wouldn't
see. Yes, the man had over fifty patches on his body! Now the
instructions include removal of the old patch before applying a new one.
--Dr. Rebecca St. Clair, Norfolk, VA

While acquainting myself with a new elderly patient, I asked, "how long
have you been bedridden?" after a look of complete confusion she
answered, why, not for about twenty years--when my husband was alive.
--Dr. Steven Swanson, Corvallis, OR

I was caring for a woman from Kentucky & asked, so how's your breakfast
this morning? It's very good, except for the Kentucky Jelly. I can't seem
to get used to the taste the patient replied. I then asked to see the jelly
and the woman produced a foil packet labeled "KY Jelly."
--Dr. Leonard Kransdorf, Detroit, MI

And Finally . . . .

A new, young MD doing his residency in OB and was quite embarrassed
performing female pelvic exams. To cover his embarrassment he had
unconsciously formed a habit of whistling softly. The middle aged lady
upon whom her was performing this exam suddenly burst out laughing and
further embarrassed him. He looked up from his work and sheepishly said,
"I'm sorry. Was I tickling you? She replied, "No doctor, but the song you
were whistling was 'I wish I was an Oscar Meyer Wiener."
--won't admit his name

These are too funny to be made up!!

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Isn't it fabulous that in the midst of the worst situations, we can always find room for laughter?

They say that laughter is the best medicine...so keep laughing, Hillary.

Wishing you nothing but the best,
Carol

Anonymous said...

Hill
These are much better coming from you!!
Dad