Wednesday, October 05, 2005

Trust me, I'm a doctor...

In the article linked in the title above, you'll read about a pretty funny little situation. A woman is suing her doctor because apparently his prescription strength penis didn't cure her back pain. Somehow, some way, this doctor convinced this woman that he could cure her lower back pain by having sex with her.

There are several different ways to look at this situation. One, how insane is this doctor? Two, how stupid is this woman? Three, how smooth is this doctor, if this woman was indeed of sound mind, that he convinced her that sex would cure what ailed her?

The funniest part about this is that he charged the woman's insurance company for 45-minute "treatments" for the woman. Did you read that carefully? TREATMENTS, with an 'S'. That means that he set her up on a schedule and at the time she was OK with that.

The best part about this is that he most likely would have gotten away with it if he didn't bill the woman's insurance company $5,000. So the insurance company most likely contacted the woman and hijinx ensued.

I would love to have been a fly on the wall during that little diagnosis.

Dr. Love: "Well I've looked at your x-rays and I have determined a course of action. You'll have to trust me on this, though, because... Let's just say it's a bit unorthodox and you'll need aggressive treatments at least twice a week. "

Woman: "I'll do anything doctor, my back is killing me."

Dr. Love: "I'm glad you said that. Don't mind the cameras, I'm shooting this for the Doctor's Institute of Chiropracting Knowledge 'How-To' video. With any luck, this will be the end of lower back pain in women everywhere."

2 comments:

my_merlin77 said...

As you may recall the two rules of medicine:
1. Don't have sex with your pts
2. Once a pt always a pt.

I mean come on what a moron.

Course rumor has it a reputable dr we all know gives breast exams to every woman who comes into the office for anything.

Travis said...

That's one thing accountants will never be accused of.
That's right, we may cook books, launder money, cheat on taxes, and overlook obvious accounting discrepancies but we never, ever offer sex in lieu of audit.