The Bum's Rush

Ever been given the “bum's rush”? It happened to me yesterday By this highfalutin dermatologist Who's definitely overpaid Appeared to me his only concern Was how many souls he could see To help him choose between a Jaguar A Mercedes or an SUV This may sound a bit cynical But what else am I to surmise Spent a minute and a half in total Discussing the rash on my thighs His 4 hour days must be oh so gruelling As his golf buddies patiently wait Only 43 patients to rush out the door Before once again joining his mates So did I get at least some satisfaction? Well he told me my problem was age His advice, “just suck it up, mister” Now you know why I'm so enraged Ever been given the “bum's rush”? My blood has boiled over the top Where did their code of ethics go I'm disgusted with the whole damn lot! © Jack Ellison 2012
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Breidenthal Avatar
September 20, 2020 at 9:03 PM
Sounds frustrating indeed. I hope you are treated well these days at your appointments. Always, Laura
Ellison Avatar
September 21, 2020 at 5:47 AM
I'm exaggerating a bit but times have changed... doctors would come to your house!!!!!!! XOX
Trifiatis Avatar
December 19, 2012 at 7:36 AM
Being of your age or some, a lot of those things have I done, I reallly have no respect of dermatologists, for they are bum eschatologist! I loved your poem!
Ellison Avatar
December 19, 2012 at 7:46 AM
Love your "bum eschatologist"!!! Have a festive Christmas season!
Lamoureux Avatar
December 18, 2012 at 2:58 PM
So this is what I have to look forward too. You're scaring me Jack!
Ellison Avatar
December 18, 2012 at 6:19 PM
Hopefully an isolated incident... cheers, Jack
Carrillo Avatar
December 18, 2012 at 2:20 PM
Jack; I agree with you. Not all doctors are bad. Some of them do care, but most of them all they care about is money. Thanks for sharing this. merry Christmas. Lucilla
Ellison Avatar
December 18, 2012 at 6:18 PM
I agree, they're not all like the one I described in my poem! Merry Christmas, Jack xox
Eastman Avatar
December 18, 2012 at 12:39 PM
My Dad decided he didn't like one of his three Doctors and told him off... The Dr. turned bright red before stomped off... Then his nurse started to dress down my Dad and she got an earfull before she wisely retreated, also. Wasn't too smart to try to fuss at my Dad to begin with... The other nurses were all laughing... That's my Dad... quite unique... never boring... rather opinated... So... go get him Jack!
Ellison Avatar
December 18, 2012 at 6:12 PM
I'm sure your Dad would have no problem with what Robert is suggesting! LOL Love ua!
Williams Avatar
December 18, 2012 at 10:57 AM
Jack, ha ha I like this...David
Ellison Avatar
December 18, 2012 at 6:10 PM
Actually a true story although a bit exaggerated! LOL Cheers, Jack
Cavanaugh Avatar
December 18, 2012 at 6:27 AM
Your upset now! Wait till you get the bill. I'm in your court on this one. Hilarious poem though.
Ellison Avatar
December 18, 2012 at 6:35 AM
True story although a bit exaggerated! One saving grace though, up here in Canada with Medicare, we never see a bill! Merry Christmas!
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