Just a little medical joke for you :)

Psychiatric hotline

Good day. You have reached the automated switchboard
for the psychiatric ward at
San Francisco...

- If you are struggling with obsessive-compulsive impulses, press 1
multiple times;
- If you are codependent, please ask someone else to
press 2;
- If you have dissociative identity disorder, press
3, 4, and 5;
- If you are schizophrenic, the small voice in your head
will tell you which number
to press;
- If you are bipolar, no matter what number you
press, nobody is going to
answer;
- If you are paranoid, we already know who you are and what
you need. Please stay on the line
while we trace your location.

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🙂

You’re a moderator here, right?

Well, they just went ahead and moved themselves over to the jokes subforum.

Sorry Betty Rivera14, if I offended you with that joke.
If anyone else has an issue, speak up now, and I'll move it over there.

A man in his thirties walks into a general practitioner's office complaining of diarrhea. The doctor sends him off for some diagnostic testing. Once the results come back, the doctor stares at the charts, looks them over again, and finally delivers the verdict:
Alright, I have some grim news for you all. There’s a lethal strain of stomach flu going around—and this isn't just a minor bug. It’s a killer. You’re going to die from this thing.
So, what? From diarrhea? 😲 No way. You guys have to be joking. There's no possible way you got this wrong.
No, absolutely not. You people are going to be the death of me.
A somber man sits there, lost in thought, and says:
Doctor, once I'm gone, please just write down that I died of AIDS.
Good grief, man. You have no idea how much people are going to be talking about you.
Exactly. I’d rather people remember me going out like a legend instead of some pathetic loser.

After an exhaustive search, the doctor delivers the news: "I have two updates for you. One is bad, one is good. The bad news? This condition is completely unknown to modern medicine, there’s no cure, and you won't be around much longer. The good news? We're naming the disease after you."

So, I was thinking about this one crazy joke:
Picture this—a doctor walks into a psychiatric ward, right? And it’s absolute chaos in there. People are bouncing off the walls, literally throwing themselves at each other, slamming into the doors, jumping all over the beds... it's just pure mayhem. But then, there's this one guy just sitting there in the corner, totally still, just staring at nothing.
The doc looks at him—probably wondering if he's even conscious—and asks him in the most casual way possible, 😛"Hey man, what's everyone doing?"
- "Oh, they're just playing popcorn,"
- "And what about you? You wanna play too?"
- "I'm trying, man... I'm just stuck to the pan."

A few idiots managed to coordinate an escape. They cleared every obstacle in their path until they hit the final stretch: a locked door. One of them pipes up:
- Let's just smash right through the lock!
The first guy charges headlong and splatters against the door. The second tries it and ends up just as wrecked. The third one just stands there, watching with a look of quiet wisdom. Eventually, one of the guys asks him:
- What about you? You not gonna give it a shot?
- Honestly... if I were you, I wouldn't risk getting smashed either. I'm pretty sure there's a key on the other side.

College girl, lol.👍 😁