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• Heard you died

  16 November 2008, by Editor

  The old professor’s psychiatrist saw him on the street, gasped and exclaimed, "I heard you’d died!"

  "But you see I’m alive," smiled the old professor.

  "Impossible!" said the psychiatrist. "The man who told me is much more reliable than you!"

• Three Hearts

  16 November 2008, by Editor

  A doctor tells a rich old man that he’s going to die if he doesn’t get a new heart soon.

  The old man tells the doctor to search the world for the best heart available, money is no object. A few days later the doctor calls the old man and says he has found three hearts but they are all expensive.

  The old man reminds the doctor that he is filthy rich and implores him to tell him about the donors they came from.

  ’Well, the first one belonged to 22 year old marathon runner, never smoked, ate only the most healthy foods, was in peak condition when he was hit by a bus. No damage to the heart, of course. But it costs $100,000!’

  The old man, waving off the last part about the cost, asks the doctor to tell him about the second donor.

  ’This one belonged to a 16 year old long-distance swimmer, high school kid. Lean and mean. Drowned when he hit his head on the side of the pool. That heat will set you back $150,000!’

  ’Okay,’ said the old man, ’what about the third heart?’

  ’Well this one belonged to a 58 year-old man, smoked three packs of cigarettes a day, weighed over 300 pounds, never exercised, drank like a fish... this heart is going for $500,000!!!’

  ’Five-hundred grand?!?!’, the old man exclaimed, ’why so expensive?’

  ’Well’, said the doctor, ’this heart belonged to a lawyer... so it was never used!’

• Going to the doctor

  16 November 2008, by Editor

  A woman rushes to see her doctor, looking very much worried and all strung out. She rattles off, "Doctor, take a look at me. When I woke up this morning, I looked at myself in the mirror and saw my hair all wiry and frazzled up, my skin was all wrinkled and pasty, my eyes were bloodshot and bugging out, and I had this corpselike look on my face! What’s wrong with me, Doctor?"

  The doctor looks her over for a couple of minutes, then calmly says, "Well, I can tell you one thing . . .

  There ain’t nothing wrong with your eyesight."

• Hospital Regulation

  16 November 2008, by Editor

  Hospital regulations require a wheelchair for patients being discharged. However, while working as a student nurse, I found one elderly gentleman already dressed and sitting on the bed with a suitcase at his feet who insisted he didn’t need my help to leave the hospital.

  After a chat about rules being rules, he reluctantly let me wheel him to the elevator. On the way down, I asked him if his wife was meeting him.

  "I don’t know," he said. "She’s still upstairs in the bathroom changing out of her hospital gown."