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The Song Challenge:   He's A Long, Tall Surgeon -- (Indianapolis, IN) A spokesperson for the MidWest Medical Center announced today that the hospital would remove all spittoons from its surgical intensive care unit, following complaints by patients. "This has all been a colossal misunderstanding, and we want to put it behind us", said hospital spokesman Henry O'Toole. According to O'Toole, the 19th century-style saliva receptacles had been placed in the intensive care unit by Dr. Nick Testa, a staff surgeon. Anonymous sources within the hospital described Dr. Testa's reputation as a surgical "cowboy", a part he had increasingly tried to play to the maximum. "First people were just referring to him as a 'cowboy' because he basically took anyone to the OR, no matter what their problem was", said the source. "Then about five years ago, he started wearing hand-tooled cowboy boots...OK, lots of surgeons do that." Apparently several staff were upset when Dr. Testa tried last month to operate on a patient wearing a Lone Ranger style mask, after earlier wearing a bandana pulled up over his handlebar moustache, instead of a standard surgical mask. "He was just yelling: 'This IS my mask, this IS my mask', when they tried to get him out of the OR", according to Sally Stevens, a MidWestern scrub nurse. Many staff members regarded as amusing Testa's practice of carrying his stethoscope in a holster, drawing it with a rapid motion when he intended to examine a patient. However, when Testa brought three large brass spittoons into the surgical intensive care unit, patients and their families began to complain. Testa's habit of chewing tobacco and spitting towards the spittoons reportedly became increasingly disruptive to intensive care unit staff, who frequently had to change intravenous lines and dressings when Testa missed his mark. According to O'Toole, Dr. Testa is currently on vacation in Montana, and so is unavailable for comment.


Doc's Holiday by Montana Monkey

As I went in Montana one morning
A handsome young doctor I happened to spy
With new cowboy boots and a plug of tobacco
He looked dejected and I asked him why?

Once in the O.R. I chewed on my Red Man
Once in the O.R. I used my spittoon
But they made me stop chewing and now I'm Boo-Hooing
My spit is not welcome in the O. Room

They thought it was grating and so irritating
They thought it was bad when He spit on the floor
He was operating but the mess they were hating
The mess they were hating so they showed him the door

So work your gums slowly; Your breath is so dirty
And play Wyatt Erp while you open my spleen
It shouldn't be too hard To keep me from the grave yard
Watch where you spit if you know what I mean

Copyright 2001 Rob Dale all rights reserved

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