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<blockquote data-quote="Rancher_RIP" data-source="post: 153642" data-attributes="member: 10227"><p>Medical Exams</p><table style='width: 100%'><tr><td><table style='width: 100%'><tr><td><p style="text-align: center"><p style="text-align: center"><strong><span style="font-family: 'Tahoma'"><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: #4f6228"><span style="color: #4F6228"><strong>At the beginning of my shift I placed a stethoscope on an elderly andslightly deaf femalepatient's anterior chest wall. </strong></span></span></span></span></strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong><strong><span style="font-family: 'Tahoma'"><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: #4f6228"><span style="color: #4F6228"><strong>'Big breaths,' . . . I instructed. </strong></span></span></span></span><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><strong><br /> <br /> </strong></span></strong><strong><span style="font-family: 'Tahoma'"><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: #4f6228"><span style="color: #4F6228"><strong>'Yes, they used to be,' . . . replied the patient. <br /> <br /> Submitted by Dr. Richard Byrnes, Seattle, WA</strong></span></span></span></span></strong></strong></strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong><strong><strong><strong><span style="font-family: 'Tahoma'"><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: #993300"><span style="color: #993300"><strong>While acquainting myself with a new elderly patient, I asked, ' How long have you been bedridden? ' </strong></span></span></span></span><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><strong><br /> <br /> </strong></span></strong><strong><span style="font-family: 'Tahoma'"><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: #993300"><span style="color: #993300"><strong>After a look of complete confusion she answered, <br /> 'Why, not for about twenty years - when my husband was alive.'<br /> <br /> Submitted by Dr. Steven Swanson- Corvallis, OR</strong></span></span></span></span></strong></strong></strong></strong></strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong><strong><strong><strong><strong><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="font-size: 12px"><strong><br /> </strong></span></span></strong><strong><span style="font-family: 'Tahoma'"><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: #003300"><span style="color: #003300"><strong>I was performing rounds at the hospital one morning and while checking up on a man I asked</strong></span></span></span></span><strong><span style="font-family: 'Tahoma'"><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: green"><span style="color: green"><strong>,</strong></span></span></span></span></strong><strong><span style="font-family: 'Tahoma'"><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: #003300"><span style="color: #003300"><strong> ' So how's your breakfast this morning?'</strong></span></span></span></span></strong></strong></strong></strong></strong></strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong><strong><strong><strong><strong><strong><strong><span style="font-family: 'Tahoma'"><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: #003300"><span style="color: #003300"><strong>'It's very good except for the Kentucky Jelly. I can't seem to get used to the taste,' Bob replied. </strong></span></span></span></span><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><strong><br /> <br /> </strong></span></strong><strong><span style="font-family: 'Tahoma'"><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: #003300"><span style="color: #003300"><strong>I then asked to see the jelly and Bob produced a foil packet labeled ' KY Jelly. '<br /> <br /> Submitted by Dr. Leonard Kransdorf, Detroit </strong></span></span></span></span></strong></strong></strong></strong></strong></strong></strong></strong></p> </p> </td></tr></table><br /> <p style="text-align: center"><p style="text-align: center"><strong><span style="font-family: 'Tahoma'"><span style="font-size: 18px"><strong>A nurse was on duty in the Emergency Room when a young woman with purple hair styled <br /> into a punk rocker Mohawk, sporting a variety of tattoos, and wearing strange clothing, <br /> entered. It was quickly determined that the patient had acute appendicitis, so she was scheduled for immediate surgery. While she was completely disrobed on the operating table, the staff noticed that her pubic hairhad been dyed green and above it there was a tattoo that read . . . 'Keep off the grass. ' </strong></span></span></strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong><strong><span style="font-family: 'Tahoma'"><span style="font-size: 18px"><strong>Once the surgery was completed, the surgeon wrote a short note on the patient's dressing, <br /> which said 'Sorry . . . had to mow the lawn. '<br /> <br /> Submitted by RN, no name</strong></span></span> </strong></strong></p> </p> <strong><strong><strong><span style="font-family: 'Tahoma'"><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: #003300"><span style="color: #003300"><strong>As a new, young MD doing his residency in OB, I was quite embarrassed when performing female pelvic exams. To cover my embarrassment I had unconsciously formed a habit of whistling softly. <br /> <br /> The middle-aged lady upon whom I was performing this exam suddenly burstout laughing and further embarrassing me. I looked up from my work and sheepishly said . . . I'm sorry. Was I tickling you?' </strong></span></span></span></span></strong></strong></strong><br /> <br /> <br /> <strong><strong><strong><strong><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="font-size: 18px"><strong><br /> <br /> </strong></span></span></strong><strong><span style="font-family: 'Tahoma'"><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: #003300"><span style="color: #003300"><strong>She replied with tears running down her cheeks from laughing so hard . . . 'No doctor but the song you were whistling was . . .'Oh, I wish I was an Oscar Mayer Wiener.' ;>) </strong></span></span></span></span></strong></strong></strong></strong><br /> <br /> <br /> <strong><strong><strong><strong><span style="font-family: 'Tahoma'"><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: #003300"><span style="color: #003300"><strong>Dr. wouldn't submit his name...</strong></span></span></span></span></strong></strong></strong></strong><br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> </td><td></td></tr></table> <p style="text-align: center"><p style="text-align: center"><strong><span style="font-family: 'Tahoma'"><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: #376092"><span style="color: #376092"><strong>A woman and a baby were in the doctor's examining room, waitingfor the doctor to come in for the baby's first exam. </strong></span></span></span></span></strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong><span style="font-family: 'Tahoma'"><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: #376092"><span style="color: #376092"><strong>The doctor arrived, and examined the baby, checked his weight, and beinga little concerned, asked if the baby was breast-fed or bottle-fed.</strong></span></span></span></span></strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong><strong><span style="font-family: 'Tahoma'"><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: #376092"><span style="color: #376092"><strong>'Breast-fed,' she replied. </strong></span></span></span></span></strong></strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong><strong><span style="font-family: 'Tahoma'"><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: #376092"><span style="color: #376092"><strong></strong></span></span></span></span></strong></strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong><strong><span style="font-family: 'Tahoma'"><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: #376092"><span style="color: #376092"><strong>'Well, strip down to your waist,' the doctor ordered. </strong></span></span></span></span></strong></strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong><strong><span style="font-family: 'Tahoma'"><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: #376092"><span style="color: #376092"><strong></strong></span></span></span></span></strong></strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong><strong><span style="font-family: 'Tahoma'"><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: #376092"><span style="color: #376092"><strong>She did. He pinched her nipples, pressed, kneaded, and rubbed both breasts for a while in a very professional and detailed examination. </strong></span></span></span></span></strong></strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong><strong><span style="font-family: 'Tahoma'"><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: #376092"><span style="color: #376092"><strong>Motioning to her to get dressed, the doctor said, 'No wonder this baby isunderweight. You don't have any milk.' </strong></span></span></span></span></strong></strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong><strong><span style="font-family: 'Tahoma'"><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: #376092"><span style="color: #376092"><strong>'I know,' she said, 'I'm his Grandma …but I'm glad I came.';>)</strong></span></span></span></span></strong></strong></p> </p><p><strong><strong><span style="font-family: 'Calibri'"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></strong></strong></p><p><strong><strong><span style="font-family: 'Calibri'"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></strong></strong></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Rancher_RIP, post: 153642, member: 10227"] Medical Exams [TABLE="class: yiv7266226194MsoNormalTable, width: 98%"] [TR] [TD="width: 99%"][TABLE="class: yiv7266226194MsoNormalTable"] [TR] [TD][CENTER][CENTER][B][FONT=Tahoma][SIZE=5][COLOR=#4f6228][COLOR=#4F6228][B]At the beginning of my shift I placed a stethoscope on an elderly andslightly deaf femalepatient's anterior chest wall. [/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT][/B][/CENTER][CENTER][B][B][FONT=Tahoma][SIZE=5][COLOR=#4f6228][COLOR=#4F6228][B]'Big breaths,' . . . I instructed. [/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT][B][SIZE=5][B] [/B][/SIZE][/B][B][FONT=Tahoma][SIZE=5][COLOR=#4f6228][COLOR=#4F6228][B]'Yes, they used to be,' . . . replied the patient. Submitted by Dr. Richard Byrnes, Seattle, WA[/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT][/B][/B][/B][/CENTER][CENTER][B][B][B][B][FONT=Tahoma][SIZE=5][COLOR=#993300][COLOR=#993300][B]While acquainting myself with a new elderly patient, I asked, ' How long have you been bedridden? ' [/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT][B][SIZE=5][B] [/B][/SIZE][/B][B][FONT=Tahoma][SIZE=5][COLOR=#993300][COLOR=#993300][B]After a look of complete confusion she answered, 'Why, not for about twenty years - when my husband was alive.' Submitted by Dr. Steven Swanson- Corvallis, OR[/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT][/B][/B][/B][/B][/B][/CENTER][CENTER][B][B][B][B][B][FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][B] [/B][/SIZE][/FONT][/B][B][FONT=Tahoma][SIZE=5][COLOR=#003300][COLOR=#003300][B]I was performing rounds at the hospital one morning and while checking up on a man I asked[/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT][B][FONT=Tahoma][SIZE=5][COLOR=green][COLOR=green][B],[/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT][/B][B][FONT=Tahoma][SIZE=5][COLOR=#003300][COLOR=#003300][B] ' So how's your breakfast this morning?'[/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT][/B][/B][/B][/B][/B][/B][/CENTER][CENTER][B][B][B][B][B][B][B][FONT=Tahoma][SIZE=5][COLOR=#003300][COLOR=#003300][B]'It's very good except for the Kentucky Jelly. I can't seem to get used to the taste,' Bob replied. [/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT][B][SIZE=5][B] [/B][/SIZE][/B][B][FONT=Tahoma][SIZE=5][COLOR=#003300][COLOR=#003300][B]I then asked to see the jelly and Bob produced a foil packet labeled ' KY Jelly. ' Submitted by Dr. Leonard Kransdorf, Detroit [/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT][/B][/B][/B][/B][/B][/B][/B][/B][/CENTER][/CENTER][/TD] [/TR] [/TABLE] [CENTER][CENTER][B][FONT=Tahoma][SIZE=5][B]A nurse was on duty in the Emergency Room[COLOR=green][COLOR=green] [/COLOR][/COLOR]when a young woman with purple hair styled into a punk rocker Mohawk, sporting a variety of tattoos, and wearing strange clothing, entered. It was quickly determined that the patient had acute appendicitis, so she was scheduled for immediate surgery. While she was completely[COLOR=green][COLOR=green] [/COLOR][/COLOR]disrobed on the operating table, the staff noticed that her pubic hairhad been dyed green and above it there was a tattoo[COLOR=green][COLOR=green] [/COLOR][/COLOR]that read . . . 'Keep off the grass. ' [/B][/SIZE][/FONT][/B][/CENTER][CENTER][B][B][FONT=Tahoma][SIZE=5][B]Once the surgery was completed, the surgeon[COLOR=green][COLOR=green] [/COLOR][/COLOR]wrote a short note on the patient's dressing, which said 'Sorry . . . had to mow the lawn. ' Submitted by RN, no name[/B][/SIZE][/FONT][SIZE=5] [/SIZE][/B][/B][/CENTER][/CENTER][B][B][B][FONT=Tahoma][SIZE=5][COLOR=#003300][COLOR=#003300][B]As a new, young MD doing his residency in OB, I was quite embarrassed when performing female pelvic exams. To cover my embarrassment I had unconsciously formed a habit of whistling softly. The middle-aged lady upon whom I was performing this exam suddenly burstout laughing and further embarrassing me. I looked up from my work and sheepishly said . . . I'm sorry. Was I tickling you?' [/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT][/B][/B][/B] [B][B][B][B][FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=5][B] [/B][/SIZE][/FONT][/B][B][FONT=Tahoma][SIZE=5][COLOR=#003300][COLOR=#003300][B]She replied with tears running down her cheeks from laughing so hard . . . 'No doctor but the song you were whistling was . . .'Oh, I wish I was an Oscar Mayer Wiener.' ;>) [/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT][/B][/B][/B][/B] [B][B][B][B][FONT=Tahoma][SIZE=5][COLOR=#003300][COLOR=#003300][B]Dr. wouldn't submit his name...[/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT][/B][/B][/B][/B] [/TD] [TD][/TD] [/TR] [/TABLE] [CENTER][CENTER][B][FONT=Tahoma][SIZE=5][COLOR=#376092][COLOR=#376092][B]A woman and a baby were in the doctor's examining room, waitingfor the doctor to come in for the baby's first exam. [/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT][/B][FONT=Calibri][SIZE=2][/SIZE][/FONT][/CENTER][CENTER][B][FONT=Tahoma][SIZE=5][COLOR=#376092][COLOR=#376092][B]The doctor arrived, and examined the baby, checked his weight, and beinga little concerned, asked if the baby was breast-fed or bottle-fed.[/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT][FONT=Calibri][SIZE=2][/SIZE][/FONT][/B][/CENTER][CENTER][B][B][FONT=Tahoma][SIZE=5][COLOR=#376092][COLOR=#376092][B]'Breast-fed,' she replied. 'Well, strip down to your waist,' the doctor ordered. She did. He pinched her nipples, pressed, kneaded, and rubbed both breasts for a while in a very professional and detailed examination. [/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT][/B][FONT=Calibri][SIZE=2][/SIZE][/FONT][/B][/CENTER][CENTER][B][B][FONT=Tahoma][SIZE=5][COLOR=#376092][COLOR=#376092][B]Motioning to her to get dressed, the doctor said, 'No wonder this baby isunderweight. You don't have any milk.' [/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT][/B][FONT=Calibri][SIZE=2][/SIZE][/FONT][/B][/CENTER] [CENTER][B][B][FONT=Tahoma][SIZE=5][COLOR=#376092][COLOR=#376092][B]'I know,' she said, 'I'm his Grandma …but I'm glad I came.';>)[/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT][FONT=Calibri][SIZE=2][/SIZE][/FONT][/B][/B][/CENTER][/CENTER][B][B][FONT=Calibri][SIZE=2] [/SIZE][/FONT][/B][/B] [/QUOTE]
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