This week: NHS Cuts
Gynaecologists have had it up to their neck!
Oncologists want a little growth and will just have to lump it.
Mammogram experts are trying to keep abreast.
The circumcision unit is only left with a few useless tips.
The canteen cook has enough on her plate.
The porters are wanting to push harder, only it's more of a drag.
Plastic surgeons need a lift because they feel tucked up.
Paramedics thinks the service needs the kiss of life.
Orthodontists are ready to brace themselves.
Podiatrists are defeated.
Stool analysts are just going through the motions and want to drop the matter.
Biopsy specialists feel they are under a microscope.
Pharmacists have lost their bottle.
Respiratory consultants think the cuts are a breath of fresh air.
Organ donors have lost all heart.
Continence nurses don’t give a shit, and as for urine sample couriers, well, as always, they are just taking the piss!!
The midwifes thought the proposals were throwing the baby out with the bathwater.
Dental hygienists protested by removing the plaque off the hospital entrance.
The crash team threw the defibrillator into a canal in outcry and found it up the river without a paddle.
Speech therapists spoke out but tried to put words in other people's mouths.
The Amputee unit were hopping mad but were completely stumped.
The quadriplegic ward took it lying down but hope in the future to make a stand and start their own movement.
The physiotherapists wanted to stand on their own two feet and were fed up with being pulled up on a daily basis.
The chiropodists voted with their feet.
The Fire assessor wanted to stamp it out.
Tinnitus specialists wouldn’t hear of it.
Gynaecologists wanted to keep their hands in and look more closely into it.
Theatre technicians said “You’ve got to hand it to some of these surgeons.”
Haemorrhoid experts are full of the grapes of wrath.
Dieticians were chewing it over and avoiding radicals.
Geriatric nurses said the proposals had no teeth.
Security personnel don’t want to let their guard down.
Screening specialists are being put to the test.
Crèche assistants have thrown their toy out of the pram.
Lavatory assistants feel somebody is yanking their chain.
Consultants are ignoring and contradicting the cuts to justify their jobs.
Surgeons simply cannot ignore the cuts.
Blood transfusion nurses think it takes the biscuit.
Phlebotomists are getting the needle.
The Chaplin is just a little cross.
The Crematorium undertaker still has burning issues and won’t let the curtain fall on pay as you urn and thinks that budget plans have gone up in smoke.
A.E will get seen last because ‘it’s not a matter of life or death’ only to have a child jump the queue because he got his head caught in a saucepan.
Care assistants feel they are being spoon-fed lies.
Prostheses creators will be paying an arm and a leg and in future will have to buy their clothes off the peg.
Ear nose and throat specialists are using any channel they can find
Phlegm examiners want somebody else to cough for change.
Sports injury specialists are feeling the strain and hamstrung.
The falls unit must have slipped up somewhere and are up in arms.
The stitches unit feels that somebody needs to close the gap.
Sensory awareness consultants are feeling the pinch.
The GUM clinic thinks its claptrap.
The sperm bank thinks it's too little too soon.
The sex education resource wants full protection and somebody to come clean.
The cataract unit want things more clearly defined.
The Hospital Thrift shop don’t ‘want the wool pulled over their eyes’ and if the cap fits wear it.
Meals on wheels have a staff leftover policy and can dish it out too.
Flatulence experts can smell something in the wind and are about to explode.
Car park attendants think this is their lot.
The Penis and Vagina enhancement studio is talking at length and want it nipped in the bud.
The charlady thinks it’s a storm in a teacup.
The Hearing Loss advice group have seen all the signs and thinks it lip service.
Nurses have got their finger on the pulse.
The Admissions department won’t own up to anything.
Hospital lift operators know the gravity of the situation and want to take it to another level where they believe other doors will be open to them whatever the ups and downs.
The Incest Advisory Committee are coming into their own.
In the end, the Proctologists won out, leaving the entire decision up to the arseholes in London.