You think doctors know what they’re doing? Well, it’s a myth. A lot of the time I have no idea what is wrong with my patient. The higher I progress in the medical profession, the more I realise that half of being a doctor is saying things with authority and hoping my patient doesn’t die – which most of the time works. The ones that do die would probably have died no matter what I did. Read more »
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Bollocks to the Hippocratic Oath: How much coke is bad for me?
A dentist friend treated a woman who had done so much cocaine it had rotted a hole between her nose and mouth, as well as perforating her septum. That shits on Daniella Westbrook. This woman had a 3cm by 1.5cm wide black rancid pit on the roof of her mouth through which her rotting nose would drip. Her mouth was her brain’s own colostomy bag. Read more »
Bollocks to the Hippocratic oath – Stories from my medical life
Since my days as a fresh-faced medical student poking dead people’s stiff bits and discovering the wonders of laughing gas straight from a mask, I have learned two things. One, people are perverts set on finding new and inventive ways of fucking themselves up, usually in the misguided pursuit of pleasure. Two, there is very little as a doctor I can do to stop them.
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