One of the less enjoyable things of getting older is the number of medical visits you have to make. In the last ten days I’ve been to three visits to the medical center and get to go back again in a couple of more. It’s not a major issue, but it has to be done. While the wheels of the medical system turn, here’s what I know about doctors:
They told me this great joke about amnesia, but I forget how it goes.
Did you know that 9 out of 10 injections are in vein?
Sign at the drug rehab clinic: “Keep off the Grass”
An apple a day can only keep the doctor away if you have good aim.
I was walking past the pharmacy in the hospital and there was this big sign, “Quiet” in front. They don’t want to wake the sleeping pills.
I said, “Doctor I think I need glasses.” A woman replied, “Yes, you really do! This is a hardware store.”
They had to take a little boy to the hospital last night after he swallowed a coin. I ask his parents how he was doing. They said, “No change yet.”
The radiologist was laughing at my x-ray. She said it was humerus.
I went to the doctor’s office and told them I was having memory problems. They made me pay in advance.
A man went to the ER and said, “I’ve swallowed a spoon!” The nurse told him to sit down and don’t stir.
Known fact: The worst time to have a heart attack is while playing charades.
They wheeled him into the operating room, and he had a change of heart.
The invisible man went to the emergency room, but they said they couldn’t see him.
