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Real allied health. I work with real allied health who are excellent everyday. You clearly are a frustrated doctor want to be who just didn’t make it. Let me guess. Only a CRNA could have this big of a chip on her shoulder but the a dle implies ER. What kind of allied health are you?

You have made enough of an ass out of yourself by making statements factually that cannot know if you are right or wrong. Right there is a serious problem for even your tangential practice or whatever it is they you do.

I call bull crap.

Enjoy your night.

You are a fraud, a disturbed hysterical fraud. I never had any desire to be a doctor. In general, knowing so many, I don’t have a very high opinion of doctors.

I never ever wanted to stick my finger up anyone’s rectum to feel the prostate, or perform any other intimate examination/procedure. I don’t like handling blood or any other bodily fluids. I’m squeamish but none-the-less, I know my medical stuff, but I readily admit I don’t know everything, but still I say you are not for real. You are projecting, not me.

Is that what you are gas-hack? A frustrated CRNA? I had formulated a theory which I actually discussed with ransom and bagster last night — that you were a nursing student hoping to become a nurse anesthetist, but flunked/kicked/dropped out probably due to your know-it-all attitude, conceit, unpleasantness, callousness, drinking, and irresistable impulse to show just how superior you are compared to everyone else. I bet your bedside manner was atrocious, you probably scared even your virtual patients to death.

You are a wordsmith, I will grant you that, but not anything more.

Now matter how much mangled and mean medical jargon you use, it just doesn’t pass the smell test with me. If you are for real, then you should be able to figure out what I do and why I think this way, based on what I have said and said last night.

Actually, you caught me in a lie. When I was 10 I thought I wanted to be a doctor but then I discovered I was going to have to cut up a cadaver, ick, no thanks! So, I decided I would rather be an archeologist. That lasted a few years, but then I realized I would have to live in deserts and jungles and other uncivilized places with bugs and no bathrooms.

I was happy enough with my hospital career, when I would go home at night, I didn’t have to think about work until the next day, and I’m even happier now that I have retired.