THE TRUTH ABOUT HEALTH-CARE PROFESSIONALS
My big brother has been getting a lot of “props” lately (that’s the new teen slang for “attention”) as the Poster Child of the University of Nebraska Medical Center.
They like to feature one physician every now and then in their ads to show that the Med Center eggheads are people with hobbies and families. My bro, who I bald-facedly declare to be the best internist in the region, loves to sail on his rare off hours. So the TV and newspaper ads show him in his white coat, looking dignified at the hospital, and then out on his boat on a lake north of the city, with his smiling mug facing into the wind. It’s a nice, warm “feel,” though he comes off as an excellent professional, too.
Oh, if they only knew: when we were teens, he was a member of the “Darst Trio.” We played a Strauss waltz in simulated and rather inappropriate body noises. He “poinged” his hollow cheeks with his fingers, I “played” my clasped hands, and my little brother “trumpeted” his armpits. It’s embarrassing, but there you have it.
He’s not the only health-care professional with a past. A certain pharmacist I know has admitted to setting up imaginary ant hospitals on the sidewalk when she was about 3. She would break the legs of the ants so that they’d stay put in the little holes in the pavement designated as "hospital beds.” The ants would then be medicated with sugar water.
And now this deranged person may be the one dispensing YOUR medications.
Umhh HMMMMMMMM. Maybe it’s best that we NOT ask what they used to do, before they went into the health biz. It could be bad for our health. Our mental health!
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Prayer request: Ellen, a friend of mine with nonstop energy, has been tired and quiet these past few months. Turns out she has been battling a bad case of sinusitis. She was to have outpatient surgery yesterday. Oh, Father, clear those passages and restore her pep and zest so she can get back to doing so many good things for other people. We need her back in the pink, and she needs to feel Your healing touch. (Proverbs 14:22b)
Friday, January 21, 2005
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