Just a Spoonful of Laughter Helps the Medicine Go Down: A Series of Short Stories That Will Make You Laugh, Maybe Even Cry, and Hopefully Make Me a Lot of Money.
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The funniest book I ever read. Says Dr. Zhivago
Yes! Yes! Yes! Says Dr. No
Frederick W. Porter
Dr. Edgerly MD, is a Board Certified, Christian, Family Medicine Physician who practices in rural Washington State. Always appreciating what a little humor does to freshen the soul, he has written a collection of stories that have occured over the years in his practice and he hopes that they will also make you laugh. He majored in Bacteriology and Public Health at Washington State University before pursuing a career in Laboratory Medicine and then Medical Business Management. After losing his mind, he entered medical school at the University of Washington School of Medicine. He is married and has three wonderful children who are starting families of their own.
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Just a Spoonful of Laughter Helps the Medicine Go Down - Frederick W. Porter
Quincy
This is a true story. Believe it or not, it is not even embellished. Well, not much anyway.
Before I became a physician, I had the privilege of majoring in Bacteriology and Public Health from Washington State University. Go Cougs! That propelled me into a career of laboratory medicine which I enjoyed tremendously. The latter half of that career was spent in Pathology, which turned out to be a dead end job, if you get my drift. Although it was fascinating, we performed the autopsies for the county which was not something you wrote home about.
One funny part of this story is I am a Caucasian and found myself working as a laboratory assistant for a first generation Chinese Pathologist. It was the mirror image of Dr. Quincy and his laboratory assistant Sam, for those of you who might remember that television series. Anyway, I find it appropriate to mention this tidbit as it really adds to the story.
On this particular day, Sam and I, or would that be Dr. Quincy and I, were asked to perform an autopsy on a man that had been burned beyond recognition.
They were right. I didn’t recognize him but I may have seen him once on a barbeque before I learned there is a low heat mode. It was not a good day to work in the Pathology department and I, unfortunately, had asked my wife to lunch that day before I knew our assignment. It wasn’t a good day for lunch either.
This unfortunate man had owned a mobile home that he had positioned way out of town. We all know the reputation of mobile homes for being fire starters and it proved true here. In addition, when you are way out of town
nobody can rescue you from the inferno. And, no one had. His remains were basically charred meat in the rough shape of a human skeleton. Even his limbs had been burned off as they were the thinnest places of his body, just as with you and me, I assume. No feet, no hands, just a torso and a left arm were left, and a charcoal one at that. We figured he must have been lying on his left arm, as it showed just enough skin to show that he was at least wearing a watch at the time of his unfortunate demise.
As forensic pathologists, we were to determine when he died and whether he died of foul play
or not. In other words, did someone stab or shoot him first and then torch his place to cover up a murder or was he just a smoker that fell asleep? After thorough investigation, we did not find any foul play. But the interesting part was finding out when he died.
Trying to be a top notch pathologist assistant, or perhaps just a bit weird, I suggested that we try to find the watch that had left its impression on his left arm. After a thorough search we did just that. How unbelievable that we would find his watch after such a horrible fire. We hoped that we would find out exactly when he died if we were lucky enough to have a watch that not only had the hands but also a calendar piece. We were so excited after the find that we could hardly wait to examine it. After wiping off the soot with a rag, I laughed for the rest of the day. That’s right. It was a Timex and it was still ticking! I could just picture John Cameron Swayze holding up this man’s charred arm during a commercial on national television, saying, Timex, it takes a licking and keeps on ticking.
Dodge Ball
In the practice of medicine there is one thing you must learn to do if you are going to survive: Dodge all body fluids. This may sound easy but unfortunately it is not and you often learn the hard way. It starts as a first year medical student. You first learn that they can come at you from any angle, get by any barrier, and that your position in the fray increases your net exposure. Because you are the scab, scum, or whatever you call the lowest man on the totem pole, it isn’t until later in your medical career that you learn to anticipate them. By that time, you can also get the medical student training under you to act as the shield instead.
Occasionally, even the pros still get hit. One incident I remember the most was when I was training in my emergency medicine rotation. This is usually a couple of months long, seven days a week, and twelve hours per day. At least it is shift work, as we say, and that means no after-hours call. You know when you start, when you finish, and when you get to sleep. It was wonderful for these reasons and the fun of seeing all kinds of trauma and real action made it, well, fun.
I was working the late shift when a patient presented with a pilonidal cyst. These are in the lower area of the back and can get quite large. I wasn’t a rookie by this time, so I was pretty comfortable giving the anesthesia and proceeding with the incision and drainage. These can be several inches long and unfortunately, several inches deep. Oh, also, and most importantly, abscesses are under a tremendous amount of pressure which is why they are usually so painful. Once you relieve the pressure, the pain subsides.
Unfortunately, the emergency room physician wasn’t as comfortable with me doing the procedure as I was with my own skills. He made me call the general surgeon on-call to come in and do the procedure or at least supervise. I had actually trained under the general surgeon a year earlier and he was confident that I had the skills to perform the procedure unassisted. Plus, he was on his way to a Christmas party. But the emergency room physician wasn’t caving in. The general surgeon finally agreed to drop by and supervise the procedure. To make his trip to the party quicker, I had the patient prepped and ready upon his arrival. Unfortunately, when I made the opening incision, the contents under pressure found their way onto the general surgeon and his fancy party shirt. Oops. He was now covered in pus and had to return home to change his shirt. He made sure to give the ER physician a few choice words on his way out about where he was on that totem pole I spoke of earlier.
An even better incident yet, was one that happened to one of my partners. He was delivering a baby and had taken the time to change into the best protective garb available to mankind. He was covered properly from head to toe and even took the extra precaution of wearing a surgical mask, shield included. There was no way he would get soiled, or so he thought. Here came the baby along with all the usual fluids under pressure that are backed up