Why I Dislike Doctors

A group of doctors got together one day for lunch. They started discussing some of their more interesting cases when one doctor brought the subject of pregnant women.

"You know, I've noticed that women go through a lot during their pregnancies, what with morning sickness, aches, pains, heartburn, etc. But I don't think they go through nearly enough. Is there any way we can make it more difficult for them?"

A second doctor chimed in. "Why, you know I believe I have the answer. I've developed a blood test for pregnant women to test their glucose levels."

The third doctor asked, "But what is so difficult about a simple blood test?"

The second doctor smirked, then said patronizingly, "It's not a simple test. First, I tell the women they cannot eat any food for 12 hours."

The first doctor said, "Oh, that's good. A pregnant women who doesn't eat for 12 hours. If she's not nauseous enough, she soon would be. Brilliant!"

The second doctor continued. "Then, when her stomach is churning and complaining, I make her drink a very syrupy glucose mixture that tastes horrible and gives her heartburn while it travels to the stomach."

The fourth doctor smiled. "That's absolutely cruel and mean. And I like it!"

The second doctor continued. "But wait. The best part is yet to come. While she is getting sick from the drink, she must have blood drawn."

The first doctor gaped in admiration. "You mean you stick a needle into her while she's trying to keep from tossing her cookies? Now THAT's a great idea!"

The second doctor bowed his head in modesty. "But not just once. She must have blood drawn every hour for THREE hours. And she must have blood drawn at the beginning of the whole ordeal. So she must be stuck FOUR times in three hours."

The other doctors around the table start applauding. A chorus of "well done!" "bravo" and "good show old man!" can be heard from across the room.

After the noise dies down, the fourth doctor asked, "And after all that, what do you do for an encore?"

The second doctor cackled maniacally and said, "Why, I make her pay an outrageous sum of money for the privilege, of course!"

The table exploded with more laughter. Then all the doctors sit back and relax.

Yes, a capital idea, they were all thinking. It's amazing what one can learn from one's peers.

Now, it's possible I could have make up the preceding conversation.

It's possible that the doctor who developed the three hour glucose test wasn't a maniacal, evil, Nazi-like little gnome. I have no proof that he was.

But then again, I have no proof that he wasn't, either.