Sterile S**t ? | emerald's Blog

I work in a family practice office. I pretty much like my job. Every day has a new experience or story. So... I'm gonna start with the Big Diggie-- Boss Man-- Paycheck Deliverer-- The Doctor.

This is a 73 yr. old active man that 3 yrs. ago drove himself home from the golf coarse after "feeling a heart attack coming on"! Needless to say, the triple bi-pass didn't slow him down. We're still seeing an average of 20-35 patients a day. NOTE: Doctors don't retire, they expire!!

He's always sharing trivial tidbits throughout the day, and the following is one of his most recent. See, one day at noon break, the doctor noticed our nurse sauntering slowly down the hall. " B. I think it's time we give you a B 12 shot for some energy." I had to put in my 2 cents worth," Naw, let's give her a coffee enema! That'll "perk" her right up!" By this time the doctor had traveled to the kitchen for a jelly-filled donut, and was back up to chat. " We could give her a fecal enema." The doctor says between mouthfuls. I WON't ask. I WON't ask. I ASKED! "What exactly is that?" The doctor licks the jelly indulgently. " That's where you take healthy feces from a healthy subject, and administer it in enema form to an un-healthy person. The theory is: healthy crap has bacteria in it our bodies need-- even for energy. " He shrugs, " Coarse, you can't do that now days with the Hep C, HIV, and dozen other diseases. A doctor would be sued in a heartbeat." He gulps down the last bite, and grins impishly," I can see me on the stand before the judge! 'But Your Honor! I only used sterile sh*t!!"