Piss Prophet
-piss prophet-
A physician who judges of the diseases of his patients solely by the inspection of their urine.
(Definition taken from The 1811 Dictionary of the Vulgar Tongue, originally by Francis Grose.)
in ancient times, the piss prophet/prophetess would sit majestically in his/her square to receive people beleaguered by the 'humours'. there was one way to determine what ailed them, be it evil humours or otherwise.
the patient would stand before the piss-prophet and upon a courteous nod would taste and swallow his own urine, then like a connoisseur would utter a lengthy diatribe describing the flavour of this sterile bodily fluid. so that the piss-prophet could form a differential diagnosis and treat this particular humour.
O! To be a piss-prophet of the 12th century rather than the 21st!
(don't get me wrong i love my job but when you reach the point where you're deprived of basic human needs and functions you couldn't give a flying fudge about a phosphorus of 5 in a patient who's blind, legless and smiling at you and his dialysis machine because he's demented)
A physician who judges of the diseases of his patients solely by the inspection of their urine.
(Definition taken from The 1811 Dictionary of the Vulgar Tongue, originally by Francis Grose.)
in ancient times, the piss prophet/prophetess would sit majestically in his/her square to receive people beleaguered by the 'humours'. there was one way to determine what ailed them, be it evil humours or otherwise.
the patient would stand before the piss-prophet and upon a courteous nod would taste and swallow his own urine, then like a connoisseur would utter a lengthy diatribe describing the flavour of this sterile bodily fluid. so that the piss-prophet could form a differential diagnosis and treat this particular humour.
O! To be a piss-prophet of the 12th century rather than the 21st!
(don't get me wrong i love my job but when you reach the point where you're deprived of basic human needs and functions you couldn't give a flying fudge about a phosphorus of 5 in a patient who's blind, legless and smiling at you and his dialysis machine because he's demented)

9 Comments:
post call? :)
By
Hashem, at Friday, October 06, 2006 8:18:00 AM
that would be the coolest business card of all time.
By
J., at Friday, October 06, 2006 8:41:00 AM
nya3..
take a day off.
By
Hilal CHOUMAN, at Friday, October 06, 2006 10:58:00 AM
ana shou betla3?
By
gitanes legeres, at Friday, October 06, 2006 9:00:00 PM
I agree with Gitanes; What would a GI doc be? :-)
By
Mr. N., at Saturday, October 07, 2006 7:37:00 PM
hashem no it's a permanent state of being
jij - eh, "1-800-rouba and co.;
pp inc (piss prophets/prophetesses inc), where patients are never, EVER pissed off - ask your doctor"
hilal thanks, just did :)
gl ya gl, walaw, professoret amrad w iltihabet, nothing in english could describe what you do so well
mr n, aka the poop prophet of stl, u were saying?
By
rouba, at Saturday, October 07, 2006 11:32:00 PM
i like that.
we missed u this weekend..w 7zareh shou sar? shefna P.(professoret amrad w eltihabet) in central park...3azeemeh el soudaf! P. ma elna bye mazbout..bass until we meet again, take care.
By
gitanes legeres, at Monday, October 09, 2006 12:12:00 AM
i know! there's no such thing as coincidence, i think it was meant to be that you 2 would hash out old memories over a gitane..
wish i could have made it, maybe we'll make the next meeting in st louis - 3 of us are already here.
btw if you see J, sallmeeleh 3leya
By
rouba, at Monday, October 09, 2006 12:24:00 AM
i will. woussel..
hal amerka kteer kbeereh, mish mnee7 heik. but we should do something about that..
By
gitanes legeres, at Monday, October 09, 2006 12:50:00 AM
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