My father is a
physician,
so I often get to hear amusing stories from his days as a
resident in
the
ER. He told me one yesterday that I thought was good enough
to share. (In order to understand this story you need to know that
the
cardiac intensive care unit of most
hospitals has a
security camera on each bed, so the person at the
nurses station can
watch all of the patients all the time. There is also a cool panel
of
ekg and blood oxidation monitors that goes with each bed.)
A friend of his, a cardiologist, had been working for about eighteen
hours straight and was covering the ER and cardiac intensive care unit.
Finally at about three thirty in the morning he got a chance to rest.
He went to the on-call lounge and fell asleep quickly. But soon after,
the phone rang and it was one of the nurses on call in the cardiac
intensive care unit.
She tells my Dad's friend, "Um, doctor... Mr. Smith is masturbating."
Which makes sense to report because just like sex, masturbation can
be a strenuous experience.
His retort: "Call me back when hair starts growing on his palms."