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Friday, June 23, 2017
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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.
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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.
14 comments:
So, you're saying you work out of Area 51?
Bet he/she has trouble finding clothes that fit.
You just know they're going to have a medical student give him bad news.
Yeah but that's in dog inches, soooooo...
Yeah, but don't all guys claim to be 21948 inches?
Twenty One Thousand, Nine Hundred Forty Eight inches, so many ways to measure a man. In inches, in meters, in staking of hands, so many ways to measure a man
Check a serum growth hormone and an MRI of the pituitary.
Page the NBA.
Don't. Fuck. With. Brobdingnag.
With a 32 inch waist
GENERAL: well-appearing god-like being, smartly dressed in a long, flowing toga and clean sandals; alert; no acute distress; accompanied today by his wife, Hera
RESPIRATORY: quiet, unlabored respirations; thunderous cough
NEURO: apparently diminished sensation in feet - oblivious as he crushed multiple cars in the parking lot, the whole of the office building, and most of my clinical staff; possibly hearing-impaired, as well - ignored our screams for mercy
PSYCH: pleasant mood; cheerful as he wrought apocalyptic destruction on the city
Remainder of exam deferred. National Guard contacted for assistance with disposition.
Paul Bunyan?
Meanwhile in the pharmacy..."Okay we need a creatinine clearance." Round to the nearest increment of 100 please.
Nah , that`s the patients birth date - 21 Sept 1948 ;-)
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