Doctors Cure Death, Accidental Zombie Apocalypse Ensues
Doctors Cure Death, Accidental Zombie Apocalypse Ensues
Physician researchers at Hospital Woeisme are known as the best in the country. Their skills are so advanced that they have achieved the impossible – they have cured death! The team had been working on a secret elixir, dubbed Anti-Deather (trademark pending), for years. They had tested various iterations of the proprietary concoction on scores of recently deceased patients, though they had not had any success until today.
Hospital CEO Dr. Koopa beamed, “This is really a game-changer! We’re so, so proud of our doctors and everyone who has contributed to this momentous moment in science. I’ve always been a big supporter of this research, which, understandably, we had to keep quiet while in development. But now that we’re successful, we’re looking forward to sharing our data with all other hospitals.”
After a dose of Anti-Deather is injected there is a one-hour delay before the elixir takes effect and the patient returns to life. The first patients brought back were 86-year-old Mr. Gomez, and 99-year-old Lady Munster. Once awake the patients were a bit slow and confused, which the researchers anticipate will improve over time. They are being closely watched and are not allowed to leave the hospital just yet.
Physician researcher Dr. M. Shelley, MD, PhD, MPH, MA, ABCDEFG, declared, “Today is not just a victory for Hospital Woeisme. Today, we stand united against death! This is not a medication for big pharma, this is a medication for the people. As such, we have already shared the formula with laboratories and medical facilities throughout the world!”
The initial plan was too observe Mr. Gomez and Lady Munster for two weeks before giving Anti-Deather to anyone else. Instead, due to their excitement, the ICU team moved throughout the hospital and injected the life-inducing elixir into all expired patients, from the ICU to the emergency department to the rather full morgue.
In an exclusive interview with Mr. Gomez the patient was asked, “How are you feeling Mr. Gomez?” He grunted in response and reached towards the microphone. None of his answers were coherent and he became increasingly irritable throughout the course of the attempted interview. As Mr. Gomez remained disoriented and apparently quite hangry, the interview was cut short.
Nearby, the recently deceased Lady Munster spotted her great-grandson who is a nurse on the ICU floor. She began calling out, “Brian! Brian!” while reaching for him. The floor staff cheered as the patient had not only just spoken her first words but had recognized her beloved family member. Nurse Brian ran to hug his great-grandmother. While embracing, Lady Munster suddenly clamped her toothless gums onto Brian’s head, trying to gnaw on him. Given her toothless state she did little more than leave a wet spot as he pushed her away. She kept yelling, “Brian! Brian!” but on closer acoustic inspection it turns out that Lady Munster was actually yelling, “Brains! Brains!”
In the morgue the patients formerly known as dead began to stir. Bumping into each other and groaning, they made their way through the basement. Dr. Toolatté, the pathology resident working in the morgue, was spotted running out of the hospital while screaming, “The zombie apocalypse has started!” That resident has reportedly run out of the morgue multiple times in the past with similar claims, however in this instance the accuracy of her proclamation could not be debated.
The physicians scrambled to warn the other hospitals about the unanticipated zombification side effect of Anti-Deather but it was too late. Innumerable hospitals had already mixed it up and injected their own deceased patients. Reports have begun pouring in from around the world showing patients waking up dazed and then morphing into brain-hungry hoards.
As of this publication the undead have been spotted on every hospital floor. To protect the public all doors have been locked so that no one, alive or dead, can enter or leave the Hospital Woeisme. The staff is taking up arms and getting ready to fight, barricading doors and fashioning weapons out of old medical equipment. Meanwhile, physician researchers are frantically working to create a reverse Anti-Deather and to determine how to best re-kill a previously dead patient.
Stay tuned for updates about the impending battle!
In what resembled an Oprah Winfrey-esque giveaway bonanza, every person in the emergency department at Hospital Woeisme received a 5150 yesterday.
Two young dads in sports jerseys stroll around their mostly-deserted suburban neighborhood. They're carrying small folding stools and listening to a police scanner. Their faces light up when they hear the crackling radio announce that a trauma has occurred near them. They rush to the nearby address. On arriving, they set up their stools on the sidewalk. They pull brightly colored plastic microphones, which look 'borrowed' from their kids, from their jacket pockets.
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What started as a mistaken laboratory order blossomed into one of the greatest romances that Hospital Woeisme has ever seen.
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Longtime friends Dr. Ricardo and Dr. Mertz recently launched their line of designer hospital attire called Chic Cheeks. The women met as undergraduate students and shared the goal of becoming surgeons. They supported each other through the arduous years of medical school and their respective surgical residencies. Now as attending physicians at Hospital Woeisme, the duo continues to do research and other projects together. Their most recent venture, however, developed far outside of the operating room.
The annual mass casualty incident (MCI) training drill, organized and run by volunteer emergency physicians from Hospital Woeisme, took an unexpected turn this year.
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The first annual Take Your Parents to Work Day occurred at Hospital Woeisme last week. The idea stemmed from the resident wellness committee; they reasoned that the experience would show families what the day-to-day life of a resident truly entails. Trainees from each specialty were given permission to have their parents shadow all patient-care activities, including procedures, rounds, and conferences.
Wok n’ Wards, the new restaurant at Hospital Woeisme, caused quite a stir-fry in the emergency department last week. The restaurant replaced a longstanding delicatessen, and features Asian styles dishes where patrons can mix and match vegetables, noodles, and meats such as chicken, pork, and beef. Notably missing from the menu is any dish with turkey.
ROSC, a band comprised of residents from Hospital Woeisme, has been announced as the winner of a nationwide talent contest! The band, which officially stands for ‘Rockin’ Out, Stayin’ Cool,’ (though rumor has it the original acronym stood for ‘Residents Over Stupid Crap,’ and not to be confused with the ambulance ride-share app ‘Riding On Shared Cabs’) has signed a multi-million dollar recording contract as part of their winnings. Playing in the genre they’ve dubbed Nouveau Classic Rock, ROSC is reminiscent of Jimi Hendrix, with the added intensity of Lenny Kravitz-esque energy.
Hospital Woeisme has finished updating its entrances, with the completed doors more closely resembling something from the new Star Wars movie than a hospital entrance. Each metal entryway features a short, tunneled pathway, wide enough for one person to walk through at a time. In addition to the usual feature of allowing for ingress and egress of a structure, these doors have something extra: they are all CT scanners.
Always aiming to stay on top of the latest trends in the medical world, Hospital Woeisme has started selling essential oils in its gift shop and pharmacy. According to hospital CEO Dr. Koopa, “Essential oils promise all sorts of medical benefits. The premium starter kit I purchased contains a variety of flavors, and I was promised that my return on investment would be enormous – how could I not get involved in such an enterprise?”
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An unusual noise emanating from the surgeon's lounge at Hospital Woeisme resulted in one of the greatest medical mysteries in recent history. The sound, described as near constant, loud, and varying in pitch and tone, disturbed and confused any who heard it. When investigated, the cause of the noise turned out to be uncontrollable laughter.
This past Saturday a 150-year-old time capsule was unearthed on the grounds of Hospital Woeisme. Initially buried in the year 1870 at a ceremony commemorating the opening of Hospital Woeisme, the time capsule was inscribed with the instructions, “Do not open until January 20, 2020. Or else.”
The long-standing tradition of a springtime interdepartmental resident and fellow baseball game at Hospital Woeisme is getting replaced this year with a roller derby match. Changing the activity is hoping to level the playing field and get more trainees to participate. Typically, the same few folks end up pitching and batting, while the rest aimlessly wander the outfield or drink beer in the bleachers.
The University College of Woeisme officially changed its name to University of Woeisme College of Medicine at a ribbon cutting ceremony earlier today. The name change occurred just prior to the school’s annual pep rally. Rumors abound that the actual impetus for the name change was the result of an unfortunate incident with a prominent donor.
Physicians are scientists. They tend to favor evidence-based medicine, robust research studies, and cold, hard logic. Ghosts and superstitions do not typically fall under those categories. But in room 513, a series of odd events has caused a group of medicine interns to question their disbelief in the supernatural.
In the darkness of the radiology reading rooms, only the gentle hum of the computers and the quiet chatter of residents dictating radiology reads break the silence. Among the computers sits Dr. Exner, a senior radiology resident at Hospital Woeisme. He has recently become known for a peculiar habit – he has begun added Rorschach interpretations into each and every radiology report he completes.
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A startling and unnerving event is unfolding at University of Woeisme College of Medicine. Professor Dr. Dume has been taken into custody for the attempted murder of an undisclosed, but reportedly astronomical, number of medical students. The charges against Dume specified multiple counts of ‘Voluntary Death by PowerPoint.’
Dr. McMuffin, the lesser-known cousin of beloved TV physician Doc McStuffins, is the newest pediatric hospitalist at Hospital Woeisme. The young physician has already impressed her colleagues with her breadth of knowledge and clinical acumen, but apparently that is where the similarities with her cousin end. The residents have already been heard grumbling about McMuffin’s less than inviting personality and multitude of pet peeves.
Dr. Sachar beamed as the Dean of Something Educational presented her with her medical school diploma from University of Woeisme College of Medicine. As a truly non-traditional medical school graduate, Dr. Sachar’s path to becoming a doctor began in an unexpected way – as a frequent flyer.
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Always at the forefront of innovations in medical training, the internal medicine teams at Hospital Woeisme have begun using electric scooters to travel between patient rooms during rounds. This novel practice has halved the amount of time it typically takes to complete rounding, as the teams now move much faster than before.
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Physician researchers at Hospital Woeisme are known as the best in the country. Their skills are so advanced that they have achieved the impossible – they have cured death! The team had been working on a secret elixir, dubbed Anti-Deather (trademark pending), for years. They had tested various iterations of the proprietary concoction on scores of recently deceased patients, though they had not had any success until today.