About three years ago I got very very depressed and just couldn't be arsed with life anymore so I decided to pay my doctor a vist to see if he could help. He was absolutly fantastic,giving me plenty of time to explain how I felt and how life didn't seem like the effort anymore. He was very sympahateic to me,expalining that 1 in 5 men my age suffer from some sort of depression and that these days theres no stigma or nothing to be ashamed of. He then signed me off workfor 6 weeks and asked me what I wanted him to write on my sicknote. I answered "depression,I thought you said there was no stigma attached to it"
bend over..u`ll only feel a little prick?????????????
is it just me????????/
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when I had my vasectomy, I was laid naked on the operating table, and the doctor (who had really cold hands) uttered those lines -
"you'll just feel a little prick......."
Related, but slightly off topic this from my dentist when I damn near vaulted out the seat as he tapped on an abcess -
"Sorry dear boy sometimes you cant help a bit of good old fashioned discomfort"
Only a dentist could come up with that one
GF2
Another one I remember from my snip.
Halfway through, he asked if there were any questions. I asked him what the burning smell was.
......."You" was the reply.
Picture the scene . . .
16 years old, nervous as fLuck; being interviewed by the doc for an Army entrance medical.
After 10 or 15 minutes of questions and general prodding and poking he says to me "Just drop your trousers and bend over the back of that chair"
I oblige.
As I hear the rubber glove stretch and snap into place on his hand . . . .
"Have you ever had any homosexual tendancies ?"
Schloppppp, as he stuck his KY'd finger up my arse ! !
I'm sure they do it on purpose D.
I was in hospital a few years ago and had to have the same thing checked out by a junior doctor. After he had finished the anal probing he was chatting to me to find out a little about my lifestyle as background for what I was in for. After a few minutes he said "you know I know you from somewhere", it turns out he was a year above me at my school, the hospital was 100 miles away from our hometown, and I'd nicked his girlfriend when we were at school ,what are the chances of that!! Some kindof divine retribution perhaps.
Many years ago I go to a very old fashioned Doc who lit up his cigerette as you entered! grabs his sick note pad to sign you off! No! No! I'm Ok I just wondered what this lump was on the side of my thumb? His reply "I don't Know Mr.... but if you find out, please let me know as I've got one" he then shows me!
so I come out and someone told me to hit it with a big Bible, I didn't have one of them so I hit it with a lump of wood, true to form it bloody hurt but it did disapear!
Same Doctor as before! I was making some home made wine! yep I know it's sad, but it was a very cheep way to get sloshed at the time! As I was pushing the trap it the demi jar it snapped and the glass tube burried itself into the palm of my hand, I washed it to clean it out of any glass that might be there and then just put pressure to stop it bleeding. It was fine for a few weeks and it healed up but was still tender to touch the area.
I went to the Docs and explained, he looked over his desk and said no! no! that's fine it wouldn't heal if there was any glass in there! It didn't always give me grief but sometimes like using a screwdriver it hurt like hell!
about 10 years later I was absently picking at the scar in the middle of the palm of my hand and what pops out? yep a lump of glass
My doctor tells me to stop following him :shock:
It is dentists for me.........................
They fill your mouth full of gagets, and things THEN ask you a question
How the fck are you ment to answer???????????????
Very erudite Sam, and entirely correct! They often go hand in gland