When life gives you 6 doctors to work with at once, write a song. Here's a little diddy I tossed off this afternoon.
To the tune of "Your Thigh Bone's Connected to Your Hip Bone..."
Your healthcare is connected to your
new job
Your new job will give you a
new prescription drug program
Your new drug program won't let you see your
neurologist
Your neurologist is far away from your
new home
The stress of it all will send you to the
gastroenterologist
The gastro doc will recommend a
general family practice
And when you think you're done with docs you'll
slip in the shower
Then you'll have to find yourself a
new podiatrist
And all this time you're wondering if
you want another baby
Even though you've already seen a
ferility specialist
And your ferility specialist is connected to
your credit card
And your credit card is connected to your
new job
And your new job will let you keep your
new house
But your new job may send you to the
crazy house
Not because the job is bad but because
the new healthcare program which is connected with the prescription drug program which is NOT connected with the dental program will send you to the funny farm.
TAA-DAAAAAA!
Wednesday, July 25, 2007
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
5 comments:
very well-sung!
How true it is!
that's great emily!!!!
So very, very true!
Funny, too!
good GRIEF, seester! i'll be praying for you... keep those spirits up!
Post a Comment