I surprised that no one brought up that old joke about the male doctor telling a woman that she has acute angina and then having her slap the Doctor's face.
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 that there were several cabs -- and I was in the wrong one.
Submitted by 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," replied the patient.
Submitted by 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."
Submitted by Dr. Susan Steinberg
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, 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.
Submitted by 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."
Submitted by Dr. Steven Swanson, Corvallis , OR
I was caring for a woman and 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."
Submitted by Dr. Leonard Kransdorf, Detroit , MI
A nurse was on duty in the emergency room when a young woman with purple hair styled into a punk rocker Mohawk, sporting a variety of tattoos, and wearing strange clothing, entered. It was quickly determined that the patient had acute appendicitis, so she was scheduled for immediate surgery. When she was completely disrobed on the operating table, the staff noticed that her pubic hair had been dyed green, and above it there was a tattoo that read, "Keep off the grass." Once the surgery was completed the surgeon wrote a short note on the patient's dressing, which said, "Sorry, had to mow the lawn."
Submitted by RN, no name
As a young doctor doing his residency in OB, I was quite embarrassed when performing female pelvic exams. To cover my embarrassment, I had unconsciously formed a habit of whistling softly. The middle-aged lady upon whom I was performing this exam suddenly burst out laughing, further embarrassing me. I looked up from my 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."
Doctor wouldn't submit his name (Can't blame him!)
I surprised that no one brought up that old joke about the male doctor telling a woman that she has acute angina and then having her slap the Doctor's face.
The one about the KY Jelly reminded me of a true encounter I had in a small NC mountain general store. Suffice it to say, my wife and I were desperately in need of some KY Jelly. After driving for quite some time (you can't get anywhere "quickly" in the NC mountains), I went in this small general/convenience store and asked the person at the counter if they had any "KY Jelly". There were a couple of problems. The person behind the counter was a 10 or 11 yr old boy, and he appeared to be the only one in the store. He directed me to the aisle with the "jellys" on them, but persisted that I didn't want any of the brand name junk, and that I should try some local's homemade jam. I told him that was not the kind of jelly I was looking for. He was quick with his reply, "oh, I bet you want some apple butter? We got the best around!" He was quite the li'l salesman. I had to tell him that what I was looking for was a different kind of product altogether, a personal lubricant like vaseline. He took me over to the motor oils, and said "we got Quaker State, but we don't got no Valvoline". So, finally I asked if they carried condoms. He was puzzled, and said that he didn't know what those were. Finally he screams, "Mommm!" This old woman, who I'd have thought was his grandmother comes out from the back and over to help me. Before I could quietly and nicely ask her if she carried any KY Jelly, the boy rather loudly proclaims, "this guy's looking for some condoms and some guy's jelly that I don't know!" The woman had a look of horror on her, as she told me sternly to "git out!"
100% TRUE story, that happened 10 years ago NEXT week.
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