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A Blog detailing the insanity of my medical practice and the stupidity of everyday life.
Welcome to my whining!
This blog is entirely for entertainment purposes. All posts about patients, or my everyday life, or anything else may be fictional, or be my experience, or were submitted by a reader, or any combination of the above. Factual statements may or may not be accurate. I could be making all this up. I may not even be a doctor. The only true statement on here is that I probably drink more Diet Coke than you do. A lot more.
Singing Foo!
Singing Foo!
Twitter fans- you can follow me @docgrumpy
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.
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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6 comments:
Oh, dang! We don't get it here!!
Oh funny.
The tune is catchy.
Permutations on the app? Where an Irish wake is being held (you'll have to come up with the 'memories' to relate to those assembled, or bring a bottle.) Or, whether it's held in a location where celebration of life catering features a. cold deli-style with assorted meats, cheeses, breads, (or already prepared funeral sandwiches), roasted vegetables, pea salads, desserts, or b. hot style with a chafing dish entrée, roasted vegetables, assorted salads, breads, cocoanut pudding. Or, whether, depending where you are in the USA, what sort of comfort food you could contribute the the spread: green Jell-O pineapple salad with marshmallows, hot or cold potato salad, deviled eggs, fried chicken, chicken spaghetti, Texas sheet cake, more versions of funeral potatoes, tamales, enchiladas, green chile stew, tortillas, and scalloped potatoes and baked ziti.
Seriously, though, in my church as part of the 'medical ministry' we provided funeral meals, and since there was only a half dozen of us, we devised a basic menu, and rotated volunteers unless someone had a special they could always whip up at last notice--as these affairs are usually at the last moment. But, we investigated some internet programs which help organize the offerings so that there weren't too many plates of lemon meringue pie, or beef burgundy tips, or if it was funeral sandwiches, someone remembered to bring the cheese.
I forget if I've told this tale.
When I turned 40, some smartass friends of mine threw me a combination wake & shiva. It lasted two days (or, as I later called it, it was a "Reader's Digest Shiva" - for the non-Jews, shiva lasts 7 days). People made and brought all of the traditional Jewish foods found at a shiva - bagels and cream cheese, pickled herring, tuna salad, etc. Someone even brought a jar of gefilte fish which many of the guests - most of who were non-Jewish college kids - stared at in horror. (To be fair, many Jews look at that stuff in horror, too.)
On a table they had a little casket. Some months before, for some reason I've long forgotten, a friend and I were talking about making people figure out of popsicle sticks. I mentioned that to make a popsicle-stick Moose you'd have to use a lot of them, 'cause I'm fat. Here's a picture of popsicle-stick me in my casket: https://coed.org/photodb/photo/16071-md.jpg Normally, Jewish funerals are closed casket and there are no crosses involved, but as I said, it was a combined shiva and wake.
Ten years later I asked the same people for ideas of what to do for my 50th birthday. They all told me the same thing: "You can't turn 50. You're already dead. I know, because I was at your wake!"
Seriously hilarious!!!! My non-MOT husband also reads your blog and caught this before I did. He sent the link to my entire family and friends!!
Very funny, IBEE!!
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