What a good time we all had in the operating room this morning! My OR's tend to be pretty light in atmosphere and generally low-stress environments. It seems that this extends to our patients as well. At the beginning of one of the cataract surgeries our patient, a 75ish year old woman, wanted to share a joke with everyone in the room. I suggested that she wait for the end of the case--I'd already started--and she did!
Here's her joke:
Three older ladies were having tea, and two of them were commenting on how happy their friend was with her new beau.
"What is it about him? Is he rich?"
"Is he a good dancer?"
"What is it?!"
With a little smile their friend leaned in and said in a low private voice, "No...it's none of those things. I'm happy because he can drive at night!"
Busted all of us up! You have to love a patient who can poke fun at herself and her generation!
Dr. White
Showing posts with label eye jokes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label eye jokes. Show all posts
Thursday, October 11, 2012
Thursday, May 3, 2012
Comics Day At Skyvision
We are always amazed at how many jokes and puns come up every day in the office. While macular degeneration is nothing to joke about, the term is often mispronounced in very funny ways. Our favorite here at Skyvision used to be"Immaculate Degeneration"! Now, thanks to "Crankshaft", we have a new one.
Monday, April 9, 2012
Monday Morning Comics
Samuel is lying on his deathbed, his extended family gathered around him. He's lived a good and long life, and in general he is satisfied and comfortable. But still, something is wrong...
"What is it, Samuel?" the family asks. "You are restless. Do you need something? Is there something we can do?"
After some prompting Samuel admits that he does, indeed, want something. "Bring me my optometrist, Dr. Walter."
Now, Walter has cared for Samuel and his eyes for 40 years, and he is terribly flattered to be called to his sickbed. "What can I do for you, Samuel my friend?"
"Walter, after all of these years, there's something that I must know, something that only you can tell me."
"Anything Samuel. Ask me anything."
Walter, so that I may die in peace, tell me...finally...what is the answer. Which one IS better, number one, or number two?"
"What is it, Samuel?" the family asks. "You are restless. Do you need something? Is there something we can do?"
After some prompting Samuel admits that he does, indeed, want something. "Bring me my optometrist, Dr. Walter."
Now, Walter has cared for Samuel and his eyes for 40 years, and he is terribly flattered to be called to his sickbed. "What can I do for you, Samuel my friend?"
"Walter, after all of these years, there's something that I must know, something that only you can tell me."
"Anything Samuel. Ask me anything."
Walter, so that I may die in peace, tell me...finally...what is the answer. Which one IS better, number one, or number two?"
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