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Thursday, April 22, 2010
"Sir, can't you wait until next week? Sir? Sir?"
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A Blog detailing the insanity of my medical practice and the stupidity of everyday life.
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Annie: My Phenomenal MA
Mary: My Awesome Secretary
Ed: The office fish
Dr. Pissy: The guy I share an office with
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Note: I do not answer medical questions. If you are having a medical issue, see your own doctor. For all you know I'm really a Mongolian yak herder and have no medical training at all except in issues regarding the care and feeding of Mongolian yaks.
Cast of Characters:
Annie: My Phenomenal MA
Mary: My Awesome Secretary
Ed: The office fish
Dr. Pissy: The guy I share an office with
Mrs. Grumpy: My Boss (also the world's greatest school nurse)
Frank, Craig, and Marie: The Grumpy Tribe
Garlic and Riley: The Grumpy Dogs
Questions? Comments? Biting sarcasm? Write to: pagingdrgrumpy [at] gmail [dot] com
Note: I do not answer medical questions. If you are having a medical issue, see your own doctor. For all you know I'm really a Mongolian yak herder and have no medical training at all except in issues regarding the care and feeding of Mongolian yaks.
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3 comments:
they could have stuck in a pair of jumper cables.
sol. continue cpr. 911
That happens all the time. The hospital I work at moved from one building to another. During the move, all the paintings and artwork were taken down to prevent them from being damaged during the move. This also included the portable AEDs that are in several places on each floor. In their place was an empty box with a note telling us to go to the ED in the event of a cardiac emergency. ED was on the ground floor. My office was on the 11th.
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