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> A little old Jewish woman, calling Mount Sinai Hospital, said, "Hello, > darling, I'd like to talk with the person > >>who gives the information regarding your patients. I want to know > if > the patient is getting better, or > >>doing like expected, or is getting worse. > >> > >>The man on the other end of the line replied, "What is the > patient's > name and room number?" > >> > >>She said, "Yes, darling! ... she's Sarah Finkel, in Room 302." > >> > >>He said, "Oh, yes. Mrs. Finkel is doing very well. In fact, she's > had > two full meals, her blood pressure > >>is fine, her blood work just came back as normal, she's going to be > taken off the heart monitor in a > >>couple of hours. If she continues this improvement, Dr. Cohen is > going > to send her home Tuesday at twelve o' clock." > >> > >>The woman said, "Thank God! Oh! that's fantastic, darling! ... > That's > wonderful news!" > >> > >>The man on the phone said, "From your enthusiasm, I take it you > must > be a close family member or a > >>very close friend!" > >> > >>She said, "Oh no! ... I'm Sarah Finkel in 302! My doctor doesn't > tell > me shit!"
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