God heals, and the doctor takes the fees.
I recently went to a new doctor and noticed he was located in something called the Professional Building. I felt better right away.
Doctors don't seem to realize that most of us are perfectly content not having to visualize ourselves as animated bags of skin filled with obscene glop.
You need a good bedside manner with doctors or you will get nowhere.
I told the doctor I broke my leg in two places. He told me to quit going to those places.
A cousin of mine who was a casualty surgeon in Manhattan tells me that he and his colleagues had a one-word nickname for bikers: Donors. Rather chilling.
Calling fly-fishing a hobby is like calling brain surgery a job.