Grahamazon Theatre Presents! (Don’t worry, I’m equally offensive to all specialties.) If you’re viewing this through a feed reader or email,
              you’ll need to visit the site to see.
            
            
              
            
            (I’ve opened up comments due to several requests.)
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              Wanna be a rich man or woman? Work on wireless monitoring of EKG leads and heart rate, pulse oximetry, blood pressure, and temperature. The cords and wires in the OR
              are always a ridiculous mess, but the anesthesiologists are great at untangling them. (I’d love to see their Christmas lights and computer desks.)
            
            Me? I’m working on an even more revolutionary invention: the wireless IV.
            
              
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              Anonymous doctors talk about practicing medicine
              and
              The 50 Doctor Poll
              . Favorite bit:
            
            
              
                Do doctors have God complexes?
                
                Yes…. 28
                
                No…. 22
              
              
                Do you have a God complex?
                
                Yes….2
                
                No…. 48
              
            
            
              
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          Let Are Kids Walk!:
          
            
              Filed under “Bitter, Bitter Irony, You Taste So Very Sweet”: P
              
                rotesters march to let their children walk in graduation
              
              if they didn’t pass the Texas high school exam, and of course, they march with this sign:
            
            
            May 25th, 2007
            
           
         
        
          
          
            
              Homage to the guilty pleasure
              Overheard in New York
              :
            
            
              - 
                Drunk Crotchety Man, slurred speech: You want to take these off of me! These restraints are doing more harm than good! You want to take these off me immediately,
                and by immediately, I mean 20 minutes ago, if not sooner!
              
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                Nurse: Do you have a favorite spot for blood draws?
                
 Cute Elderly Woman: Yes, but it isn’t on me!
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                Snarky Nurse: What were you drinkin’ tonight?
                
 Waaay Drunk Man That The Whole ER Knows By Name, slurred speech: Vodka!
 SN: Oh yeah, what kind?
 WDMTTWERKBN: Stolgate!
 SN: Oh yeah, never heard of that kind.
 WDMTTWERKBN: It’s 2 dollars!
 SN, laughing: Oh yeah? That must be why. I’m surprised, I had you pegged as a Grey Goose kinda guy.
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                Me: So what brings you to the ER tonight?
                
 Elderly Gentleman With Glasses Reading Investment Book: Pissin’ blood!
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                Me: Do you do any drugs?
                
 Same Elderly Gentleman With Glasses Reading Investment Book: Heroin, Speed, Meth, hell, I’m high on speed right now!
              
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              The disease-ifying of normal just took one leap forward today with
              this question from Ask Metafilter
              :
            
            
              
                I get very moody if I don’t eat in the morning. If I don’t eat until 3-4pm I get headaches, drowsiness and feel nauseous.. I think I’ve always had
                this. Since I usually eat enough it doesn’t really bother me. I’m 21, male, and a vegetarian. What do I have?
              
            
            I love the answers:
            
              You have a condition known as hunger.
              The good news: it is easily treatable
              The bad news: there is no permanant cure
              
                This condition can be treated at a specialized clinic, the one you want is known as a restaurant. This condition can also be treated at home, but you will need
                specialized supplies from a grocery store. Most sufferers find that several treatments per day are necessary.
              
            
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              Two Pomona drug suspects were arrested this morning
              after mistakenly dialing 911 when they were actually trying to reach their drug dealer, police said.
            
            “No one said criminals are smart,” said Pomona Police Sgt. Michael Olivieri.
            Love this stuff.
            
              
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            In the old middle school joke style, set to the tune of “Yes, Oh Yes, This Happened To Me Yesterday”:
            
              - What’s gross?
- Cadaver lab, where students learn how to do procedures on fresh frozen cadavers.
- What’s grosser than gross?
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                Being the TA, and injecting fluid into the
                ankle joint
                so students can tap it easier.
              
- What’s grosser than that?
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                Injecting too much fluid into the joint space, leaving the needle in place, and removing the syringe for some stupid reason, and then getting hit, from chin to
                chest, with several spurts of cadaver joint fluid.
              
I’m an optimist. At least it didn’t hit my mouth.
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            Inspired by my 72 hours of hell (aka, all of my weekend):
            
              Oh I hate you flu
              
              Aches, fevers, chills and coughing
              
              Tylenol won’t help
            
            
              Cytokines do suck
              
              Interferon is the worst
              
              Man I feel shitty
            
            
              Couldn’t even sleep
              
              Nyquil barely worked, lasted
              
              only an hour
            
            
              I got a flu shot
              
              So maybe it was para-
              
              influenza. Hmm.
            
            
              Took so much Advil
              
              Hope my kidneys are not shot
              
              (I’m a worrier)
            
            
              Felt better today
              
              Could stand up without weakness
              
              Happy ambulation!
            
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