Don't Hurt Me, I Don't Do MedMal

I've been reading more lawyer bashing**. This time they were joking about lawyers who make sure their doctors know they don't do med mal. I have to admit, I do it, and not just with doctors and med mal.

When I was in law school, I was pulled over for speeding (ok, it was really kinda, halfway, sorta like, racing) on the freeway. It was late at night and the officer kept shining his flashlight in my face the whole time he was asking me questions (like did I know I was engaging in a dangerous activity). After a few minutes, I realized he was distracting me while his partner was peering into the windows on the passenger side of my car. He came around the car and asked me if I was in law school (no shit Sherlock; my passenger and back seats were covered with my textbooks). I was scared, and I saw the looks they gave each other, so I blurted out, “Yes, but I’m going to be a good lawyer, I hate criminals.” Fortunately, they laughed and just let me go with a stern warning.

I feel the need to defend my chosen profession, so I am going to post this item from the state medical board’s website about the disciplinary action taken against a doctor, just as a reminder that there are some interesting apples in every profession:

On April 13, 2007, the Board and Dr. ________ entered into an Agreed Order requiring that he complete additional continuing medical education in the area of ethics over two years, and assessing an administrative penalty of $1,000. The action was based on allegations that Dr. ________, because of a hole in his pants and because he routinely does not wear underwear, unintentionally exposed his genitals to a patient and her daughter while examining the patient.

I normally don't frequent the state medical board’s website, I was just doing a little research for a series of posts I have planned. But I have to say, it makes for some interesting reading.

12-1-07; 12:20

**Ok, ok. I exaggerated. It was good-natured joking in GruntDoc's comment section. But I needed something to justify including the underwearless doctor story in my post. And I think I more than made up for it by telling y’all about the stupid thing I said to the officers~MA

Dr. November -- Not

No excuses. I screwed up. Dr. November 2007 will not appear until sometime next year. But he will appear.

And yes, JMB, there is a Santa Doc.

Video Tuesday -- Spiders On Drugs

I really am planning on writing something soon, this is just to stall for time. Plus, I think it's kinda medical. Be sure to watch the whole video.

Nosy Thanksgiving Questions

Thanksgiving is my favorite “eating” holiday. And I’m nosy. I want to know what y’all are eating for Thanksgiving. Favorite dish? Your specialty dish?

I will go first. My favorite dish is dressing…cornbread, of course. My cooking skills aren’t exactly what you’d call consistent, so when I’m asked to bring something, I always opt for the relish plate and crudités. Now just wait before you start writing that comment about me taking the easy job. I personally wash and cut up each vegetable, create the presentation on the platter, and make the dips. More importantly, I make vegetable animals. My radish mice are famous. When I was looking for a picture to post, I came across these instructions. I make the squash duck too, but the mice always get the most attention. The mice in this picture are cute, but mine are cuter, plus mine have eyes (at least until someone removes the eyes from three of the mice and starts singing).

I Forgot

Rats! I forgot to post something yesterday. I will probably get a citation from the NaBloPoMo police. I will post twice today to make up for it. Or I guess I could just go under "Post Options" and change the post date and time to reflect I posted this yesterday. Yeah, that would work.

The Blog Readability Test

What Level of Education is Required to Understand Your Blog?

I got no problem with that.

Well, now that I think about it, maybe I'm speaking too soon. The last time I took one of these tests, I became obsessed with increasing my blog rating. At first I wasn't bothered by my PG rating, but then it started eating away at me. I played it over and over in my head...you're only rated PG...you're only rated PG. So I tried to spice things up and boost my rating. My second try was only worth a PG-13 rating. I wanted to quit, but I was urged on by my blogging pals to try again. I added another paragraph, upping the sex and violence, and I finally scored an "R" rating. What a sense of accomplishment.

So I have a choice: Do I want to write a bunch of intellectual crap and try to boost my readability score? Or do I want to go watch a South Park rerun? Hmmm...



***BTW, when I said "Do I want to write a bunch of intellectual crap", I really meant, do I want to try to think of a subject I could Google that would lead to sites containing a shitload of big words, then cut and paste that content onto my blog.

Hang Up the Damn Phone and Flush!

Sorry for today’s subject matter, but this just pisses me off. Our firm shares a floor with another law firm and there is a common “Ladies Room” used by both firms. About three weeks ago, I and the other girls in our firm noticed that every time we went into the Ladies Room, there was an unflushed toilet. That’s just gross and we were wondering what kind of person would do something like that. We knew it had to be someone from the Other firm.

So today I was in the Ladies Room and heard someone come in. She was talking on her cell phone and she continued her conversation during the entire time she was doing her business. I was at the sink washing my hands when I saw her walk out of the stall WITHOUT flushing. The bitch didn’t want to interrupt her phone call by flushing the commode. She started walking toward the exit door because, of course, she couldn’t put the phone down long enough to wash her hands. All I had to do was turn around and give her a look and she immediately told the party on the phone “Bye” and returned to the stall and flushed. She had actually looked embarrassed and didn’t come out of the stall, so I think she was waiting for me to leave.

We’re hoping this will be the end of the “flushing” situation in the Ladies Room. Maybe I’m just overreacting, but that has to be one of the most inconsiderate things a person can do at the place where she works. Well, maybe her sticking that unwashed paw into the community candy bowl is a close second.

A Post A Day

Since I haven’t been able to read the medblogs in a while, I didn’t realize that November was designated NaBloPoMo (National Blog Posting Month). The rules seem simple enough:

“Post every day for the month of November. That's all you have to do.”

I’ve decided that even though I’m already twelve days behind, I am going to do it. A post a day for the rest of November.

I know, I know. How can I write a post a day when I can’t even update “Lawyer Joke of the Day” on a regular basis? I like a challenge. Plus, no one said it had to be a good post, it just has to be a post. And it’s not like the blogging police will throw my ass in jail if I miss a day. At least I don’t think they will. I didn’t actually read all of the NaBloPoMo instructions. I’ll explain why in tomorrow’s post.

Rudy Guiliani's Push To Save America

This is about as political as I will ever get on this blog.


Sorry, I can't give credit for the photo. I received it in an e-mail.