Published in NZMJ 1912 March;11(41):95.(From St. George's Hospital "Gazette")When you're snugly in your bed and just asleep. And suddenly your night-bell gives a jar, And you struggle up, though feeling, oh ! so cheap, Remember what a splendid chap you are.When you're waiting for the cervix to dilate, Or wondering if the head can struggle through, And hardening your heart to perforate ; Remember what the public thinks of you.When the pride of all the flock has got the dip, And you stand by, debating, with a knife, Have you seized the happy time, or let it slip? Remember, please, the splendour of your life.When you're asked to break some ghastly piece of news, Or tell some wretched man he'll live a week ; While you sketch two kinds of death and let him choose, Remember your profession is unique.Just remember how your patients' bosoms burn With gratitude and thankfulness immense: Yes, remember all the praises that you earn, And mind you join the \" Medical Defence.\"
Published in NZMJ 1912 March;11(41):95.(From St. George's Hospital "Gazette")When you're snugly in your bed and just asleep. And suddenly your night-bell gives a jar, And you struggle up, though feeling, oh ! so cheap, Remember what a splendid chap you are.When you're waiting for the cervix to dilate, Or wondering if the head can struggle through, And hardening your heart to perforate ; Remember what the public thinks of you.When the pride of all the flock has got the dip, And you stand by, debating, with a knife, Have you seized the happy time, or let it slip? Remember, please, the splendour of your life.When you're asked to break some ghastly piece of news, Or tell some wretched man he'll live a week ; While you sketch two kinds of death and let him choose, Remember your profession is unique.Just remember how your patients' bosoms burn With gratitude and thankfulness immense: Yes, remember all the praises that you earn, And mind you join the \" Medical Defence.\"
Published in NZMJ 1912 March;11(41):95.(From St. George's Hospital "Gazette")When you're snugly in your bed and just asleep. And suddenly your night-bell gives a jar, And you struggle up, though feeling, oh ! so cheap, Remember what a splendid chap you are.When you're waiting for the cervix to dilate, Or wondering if the head can struggle through, And hardening your heart to perforate ; Remember what the public thinks of you.When the pride of all the flock has got the dip, And you stand by, debating, with a knife, Have you seized the happy time, or let it slip? Remember, please, the splendour of your life.When you're asked to break some ghastly piece of news, Or tell some wretched man he'll live a week ; While you sketch two kinds of death and let him choose, Remember your profession is unique.Just remember how your patients' bosoms burn With gratitude and thankfulness immense: Yes, remember all the praises that you earn, And mind you join the \" Medical Defence.\"
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