Happy Friday! Congratulations on making it through another week. Let’s kick off the weekend with a little medical humor self-checkup.
My doctor told me that jogging could add years to my life. He was right—I feel ten years older already.
I have an inferiority complex but it’s not a very good one.
Today I was checked by Dr. B. Gee. I hope I will be stayin’ alive.
The difference between an aerobics instructor and a dentist is that a dentist lets you sit down while he hurts you.\
I heard about an optometrist that fell into his lens grinding machine. It seems he really made a spectacle out of himself.
I played hide and seek in the hospital, but they kept finding me in the ICU.
I heard it takes three doctors to change a light bulb. One to find a bulb specialist, one to find a bulb installation specialist, and one to bill it all to Medicare.
I heard about a baby born in the new high tech delivery room. It was cordless.
Last week I tried a new cough syrup, I had no idea what to expectorate.
Conjunctivitis.com — now that is a site for sore eyes.
THOUGHT FOR THE WEEK
“We’re living in an age of medical specialists. Nowadays what four out of five doctors recommend is another doctor.” ~Robert Orben, 2400 Jokes to Brighten Your Speeches, 1984