Before
I take the intrepid travelers too far into intrepidness, I think it
might be important, even if you don't, to explain some little
situation that Old Pete left behind in suburbia where he lived in the
suburbs.
There
was this sheila by the name of Reddie who completed a correspondence
course in neurosurgery, with a catch up course of 'How to trim
toenails on the elderly'.
Reddie started off her career in Canberra, the political capitol of
Australia and consequently, with the lack of brains to work on, she
decided to move elsewhere, which took her to some other place, which
was somewhere near where Old Pete was living in the burbs.
Reddie
set up as a GP, which Old Pete thought meant a Good Person, which
she was, and I would defy anyone that said she wasn't; however Old
Pete went along to the surgery one day and met Reddie, or Doctor
Reddie, as she became to be known because of the fact of her
correspondence course, and not necessarily because of the toenail
clippers that sat on her desk.
At
anyrate, Dr Reddie instantly, in a matter of the flash of an eyelash,
as quick as a wink and probably a tad quicker, fell in love with the
humble, handsome, charming and most love-able Old Pete.
As
you can imagine, it was most difficult for Dr Reddie to check Old
Pete's prostate gland whilst being in love with him at the same time,
and there was one time that Old Pete, being the fool and great
humorist that he is, jokingly commented, when Dr Reddie had her
finger on the pulse of his walnut, "Does this mean we are
engaged?"
Dr
Reddie, quickly retorted with a retort that was a bit of a quick come
back to Old Pete's comment.
"Well you might say that Old Pete. After all, I do have your ring on my finger."
"Well you might say that Old Pete. After all, I do have your ring on my finger."
Old
Pete thought this was very funny and it momentarily took his mind
off the sharp fingernails (that he thought the Doctor could have used
the toenail clippers on) however the joke was not all that funny, and
he thought 'I wish I had another joke', but as hard as he thought he
couldn't, so he gave up thinking and just grimaced at the long and
tedious, for want of a better word, prostate examination, and
the light caress of another part of his body wot was hanging down on
the examination table, which he thought was an accident, but being
the gentlemen he was, he didn't mention this light caress as he
thought it was nice and he didn't want to embarrass Dr Reddie, as he
thought it would. Old Pete was very thoughtful in situations like
this.
Sadly,
Dr Reddie re-read the Neurosurgery Correspondence Course papers and
accompanying certificate and there it was in the fine print, "Once
having become a Neurosurgeon with our Academy of all things learned
and Academic, the person or persons that have one of these bits of
paper, must not fall in love with a patient whilst doing a prostate
examination, especially if the patient is a male, and the
certificated one is a female, or for that matter some other gender, or whatever."
It
was clear to Dr Reddie that this had been writ by some Academic
Lawyer, wot musta' been academicized at the same Academy by
correspondence, as Dr Reddie herself. She had only one
course of action in the circumstances, well in truth she had several
choices, but only one ifn' she wanted to do any brain surgery.
Much
thought was given to Dr Reddie's response to the situation of loving
a patient ... or it will be in the next episode of The Adventures, as I
haven't given it much thought just yet.
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