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	<title>Comments on: Capable and willing</title>
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	<description>ill. humored.</description>
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		<title>By: Formerly Hospitalized</title>
		<link>http://duncancross.net/2008/11/capable-and-willing/comment-page-1/#comment-204</link>
		<dc:creator>Formerly Hospitalized</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 16 Nov 2008 20:54:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I did it while hospitalized, fortunately it was a private room, the door even had a lock, my wife (now ex) was hot hot hot, and I was in for anticoagulant IV so no medical issues either.  I nicely asked the nurse if we could have a little privacy for an hour, she said sure.  Of course 20 minutes later another nurse unlocked the door and walked in on us, to get some sheets out of a cabinet for some other room or something like that.  Everyone all did some mutual apologizing, the nurse didn&#039;t let the door hit her on the ass on her way out, and we got back to business.

From then on I had sexy nurses coming to chat pretty regularly.  Word must have gotten around: it is a fun story over coffee.  But that doesn&#039;t quite explain it.  I am resigned to never understanding the female mind.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I did it while hospitalized, fortunately it was a private room, the door even had a lock, my wife (now ex) was hot hot hot, and I was in for anticoagulant IV so no medical issues either.  I nicely asked the nurse if we could have a little privacy for an hour, she said sure.  Of course 20 minutes later another nurse unlocked the door and walked in on us, to get some sheets out of a cabinet for some other room or something like that.  Everyone all did some mutual apologizing, the nurse didn&#8217;t let the door hit her on the ass on her way out, and we got back to business.</p>
<p>From then on I had sexy nurses coming to chat pretty regularly.  Word must have gotten around: it is a fun story over coffee.  But that doesn&#8217;t quite explain it.  I am resigned to never understanding the female mind.</p>
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		<title>By: DUNCAN CROSS &#187; Blog Archive &#187; Capable and revised</title>
		<link>http://duncancross.net/2008/11/capable-and-willing/comment-page-1/#comment-164</link>
		<dc:creator>DUNCAN CROSS &#187; Blog Archive &#187; Capable and revised</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 14 Nov 2008 15:04:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] because some people get too hung up on sex (&#8220;ewww&#8221;) to appreciate the main idea. The original post is still valid, but this should help clarify the essential [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] because some people get too hung up on sex (&#8220;ewww&#8221;) to appreciate the main idea. The original post is still valid, but this should help clarify the essential [...]</p>
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		<title>By: dx</title>
		<link>http://duncancross.net/2008/11/capable-and-willing/comment-page-1/#comment-145</link>
		<dc:creator>dx</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 13 Nov 2008 13:43:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Maybe it&#039;s not so much quantity vs quality, as biology vs. all the other things that make up a human life - but it sounds like that doc didn&#039;t even get the biology right. I am sorry for your loss.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Maybe it&#8217;s not so much quantity vs quality, as biology vs. all the other things that make up a human life &#8211; but it sounds like that doc didn&#8217;t even get the biology right. I am sorry for your loss.</p>
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		<title>By: ame i.</title>
		<link>http://duncancross.net/2008/11/capable-and-willing/comment-page-1/#comment-142</link>
		<dc:creator>ame i.</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 13 Nov 2008 02:50:06 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>So.  It sounds (at least to me) that the docs are more concerned about the &quot;quantity&quot; of your life (after all, the longer you live under their care, the longer they will get overpaid for &quot;caring&quot; for you) than the over-all quality as it applies to you and your life.  
Sure, that makes sense.  Who cares about you and your happiness and general well-being if it isn&#039;t putting money in their pockets.  Someone has to fund their children&#039;s private elementary schools, private colleges, pay for their vacation homes and their 3rd wife&#039;s brand new boobies.  It may as well be you, eh?  
No big fan of doctors, me, if that isn&#039;t aready obvious.  I&#039;m sure my late-husband&#039;s PCP had her reasons to treat his &quot;pulled shoulder muscle&quot; for almost a year instead of ordering the tests that would have pointed out it wasn&#039;t such, but was actually bone cancer.  I&#039;m sure she needed those co-pays.  She has 2 children of her own, within 2 years of age of each of mine, to consider.  The oncologists sure didn&#039;t share any of their hard earned dollars with her, now did they?  At least one of our children has memories of him being healthy enough to play with her.  The other daughter?  Heck, she has photos, home videos and stories from the rest of us.  No trips to Disney or France, so that will have to do.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>So.  It sounds (at least to me) that the docs are more concerned about the &#8220;quantity&#8221; of your life (after all, the longer you live under their care, the longer they will get overpaid for &#8220;caring&#8221; for you) than the over-all quality as it applies to you and your life.<br />
Sure, that makes sense.  Who cares about you and your happiness and general well-being if it isn&#8217;t putting money in their pockets.  Someone has to fund their children&#8217;s private elementary schools, private colleges, pay for their vacation homes and their 3rd wife&#8217;s brand new boobies.  It may as well be you, eh?<br />
No big fan of doctors, me, if that isn&#8217;t aready obvious.  I&#8217;m sure my late-husband&#8217;s PCP had her reasons to treat his &#8220;pulled shoulder muscle&#8221; for almost a year instead of ordering the tests that would have pointed out it wasn&#8217;t such, but was actually bone cancer.  I&#8217;m sure she needed those co-pays.  She has 2 children of her own, within 2 years of age of each of mine, to consider.  The oncologists sure didn&#8217;t share any of their hard earned dollars with her, now did they?  At least one of our children has memories of him being healthy enough to play with her.  The other daughter?  Heck, she has photos, home videos and stories from the rest of us.  No trips to Disney or France, so that will have to do.</p>
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