Wednesday, February 24, 2016


(Reworked from a July, 2012 post with new cartoons.)

Back in the days when my skin fit better  When I was about 45 or 50, my gynecologist retired & I had to find a new one.  I had made a note on the new patient form I filled out saying I preferred being called “Fran” to “Frances.”  He brought me into his office & was looking over my papers.  He said, “I see you’d rather be called Fran.”  I told him that was right & asked him if he preferred to be called “Bob” or “Robert”.  He looked at me as if he had never had a patient ask him that before, then he smiled & told me, “Robert”.  I figured that with the particular parts of me that he would be checking, we should probably be on a first-name basis.

Many doctors are like this:

I would MUCH rather they were like this:

Are they required to surrender their sense of humor in exchange for their medical school diploma?  I was at a doctor’s office, waiting in one of the operatories, when he & his nurse came in.  They told me they had an emergency & that it would be a little while before they could treat me.  They asked me if they could get me anything while I was waiting.  I told them a margarita would be nice.  No reaction whatsoever!  I wonder why they even asked?

My friend, Barbara, fell down the stairs.  Only two stairs, but she managed to SHATTER her kneecap—I guess she figured that something worth doing is worth doing well!  She had surgery that evening & the next day her surgeon examined her & told her to see him in two weeks.  She made an appointment.  She was in a rehab center & confined to bed.  She called her surgeon’s office about the appointment & was told that he couldn’t see her then—he was getting married.  Barb asked the receptionist if the doctor was getting married, how come he didn’t know that a couple of weeks in advance?  She said, “It must be a rush marriage!  Is he pregnant?”  Not even a snicker from the receptionist.

He may have been her surgeon:

Or him:

Do you ever feel like this in a doctor’s office?

I will admit, some doctors are very thorough:

Things have changed in doctor's offices:

And they are always learning:

But they don't know everything yet:

Can you imagine if they went on strike?

The doctors said I've got this little piece of brain lodged in my skull, but when they get it out I'll be fine----fishducky