Father and son

A man came home from work late again, tired and irritated, to find his 5-year old son waiting for him at the door.

"Daddy, may I ask you a question?"

"Yeah, sure, what is it?" replied the man."Daddy, how much money do you make an hour?"

"That's none of your business! What makes you ask such a thing?" the man said angrily.

"I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?" pleaded the little boy.

"If you must know, I make $20.00 an hour."

"Oh," the little boy replied, head bowed.

Looking up, he said, "Daddy, may I borrow $9.00 please?"

The father was furious. "If the only reason you wanted to know how much money I make is just so you can buy a silly toy or some other nonsense, then you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed. Think about why you're being so selfish. I work long, hard hours everyday and don't have time for such childish games."

The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door. The man sat down and started to get even madder about the little boy's questioning.

How dare he ask such questions only to get some money?

After an hour or so, the man had calmed down and started to think he may have been a little hard on his son. May be there was something he really needed to buy with that $9.00 and he really didn't ask for money very often.

The man went to the door of the little boy's room and opened the door.

"Are you asleep son?" he asked.

"No Daddy, I'm awake," replied the boy.

I've been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier," said the man.

"It's been long day and I took my aggravation out on you. Here's that $9.00 you asked for."

The little boy sat straight up, beaming.

"Oh, thank you daddy!" he yelled.

Then, reaching under his pillow, he pulled out some more crumpled up bills. The man, seeing that the boy already had money, started to get angry again.

The little boy slowly counted out his money, and then looked up at the man.

"Why did you want more money if you already have some?" the father grumbled."Because I didn't have enough, but now I do," the little boy replied.

"Daddy, I have $20.00 now. Can I buy an hour of your time?"

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Hospital bloopers

Nang mag-rotate ako as intern sa Pediatrics ng PGH , mahal na mahal talaga ng mga nanay ang kanilang mga anak na may sakit. Pilit nilang tinatandaan ang mga gamot at tawag sa sakit ng kanilang anak.

Doktor: “Mrs. ano po ang mga gamot na iniinom ng anak niyo?”

Mrs 1 : “Doc phenobarbiedol l po.”

Doktor: “Ah baka po phenobarbital. ” (Gamot sa convulsion ang phenobarbital)
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Doktor: “Mrs. ano po ba ang antibiotic na iniinom ng anak ninyo?”

Mrs 2: “Doc metromanilazol e po.”

Doktor: “Ah baka po metronidazole. ” (Gamot sa amoeba ang metronidazole)
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Ang tawag sa recovery room ng PGH ay PACU (Post-Anesthesia Care Unit)

Doktor: “Mrs., tapos na po ang operasyong ng anak ninyo, punta na Po kayo sa PACU.

Mrs 3: “Eh Doc, saan po sa Paco? Sa may simbahan po ba o sa may palengke?
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Doktor: “Mrs. ano po ba ang sinabi ng dating doktor kung ano daw ang sakit ng inyong anak?”

Mrs 4: “Eh Doc sabi po niya Tragedy of Fallot.

Doktor: “Ah baka po Tetralogy of Fallot (Isang Congenital Heart Disease ang Tetralogy of Fallot)
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Doktor: “Mrs. ano daw po ba ang sakit ng anak ninyo?”

Mrs 5: May ketong daw po.

In-examine ng doktor ang balat ng pasyente. Wala siyang makitang senyales ng ketong. Tumawag pa siya ng isang Dermatologist para mag-examine nang husto. Wala talaga.

Doktor: “Mrs. sigurado po ba kayong ketong ang Sakit ng bata?”

Mrs 5: “Eh iyon po ang sabi ng doktor niya dati. Mataas daw po ang ketong sa ihi dahil may diabetes.”

Doktor: “Ah ketone po yon! (Ang positive ketone sa Ihi ay senyales ng kumplikasyon ng diabetes.)
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Doktor: (Sa buntis na mrs. na nagle-labor) “Mrs.pumutok na po ba ang panubigan mo?”

Mrs 6: ”Eh Doc, wala naman po akong narinig na pagsabog.” (Hanep!)
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Eto ay kwento ng aking reviewer noon: Sa states, ang basa nila sa PACU is PAKYU. Maarte kase sila. Then one time may isang Filipino nurse…

FilNurse: Where is Dr. Smith?
AmHeadnurse: PACU (pronounced as PAKYU)
FilNurse: Pakyu too! nagtatanong ng maayos, mumurahin mo ako!! PI MO!