We're out of beds, but fortunately this is out-patient surgery.
That's not what I meant by scoping your knee.
Part of your stress test will involve bouncing up and down on my suitcase packed for Aruba.
You here for the vase lift?
Center for premature molting
We called in a specialist.
You can leave the blanket on...it's going to be an undercover operation.
What doctor? Vic's a fizzition at the soda pop plant.
For his acute restlessness, I'm taking him off twiddling his thumbs and putting him on fidget spinners.
Since I've been taking the bee pollen, I've been stopping to smell the roses more often.
We'll need to do a balloon angioplasty.
Careful—that new bed is a little touchy.
The bill for my stomach stapling is gastronomical
Can you help us? We're looking for the shoulder specialist...We're not lost, just dislocated.
I'm eating healthier. I'm cutting out salt with my tequila.
She's like an x-ray. She can see right through me.
"Constipation—to have and to hold."
"What are you watching us for? You should be outside exercising!"
Oh, I'm not a guru — I'm just on a very strict diet.
I have a wonderful support system.
I think I see why you're having sharp, random back pains.
Recovery Room — Room for Improvement.
'Have you been eating right?'
'I think so but my wife says I make slurping noises.'
It started out a small case of the jitterbug but eventually developed into a complete nervous breakdance.