A doctor died and went to hell. He was met at the gate and told to stand in a room and wait for Satan. After four hours Satan finally appeared. The doctor was incased. "How could you keep me waiting so long!" demanded the doctor. "I am an important man! I am a doctor!" Satan replied, "Doctor's are a dime a dozen here in hell. But, I'll tell you what. Since you had to wait so long, I will give you a choice of which part of hell you will spend eternity in." Satan took the doctor down a hall and said, "You stay here and I will be back shortly. You can choose between door #1 and door #2. When I come back you can let me know where you want to be assigned.' The doctor opened door #1. Inside was an Intensive care unit. Blood was spurting, alarms were sounding and patients were coding - a medical catastrophe if there ever was one. The doctor quickly closed the door and asked, "That's really hell. I better check door #2." Behind door #2 was a medical records department. Unfinished charts
> stretched for miles with notations about delinquent H & P's. Message slips from managed care managers all marked urgent. Inside, physicians were dictating as sweat poured off their brows. The doctor shut the door and said, "I don't know which one is worse!" Then he noticed another door off to the side. He opened it and inside was a tidy nurse's station. The nurses were all young and beautiful. They were busy making their rounds with doctors and calling to obtain lab and xray results. They poured coffee and served donuts, purchased with their own money. One doctor complained of a stiff neck and a nurse rubbed it for him. "Now this is more like it," the doctor thought as he closed the
door. Satan came strolling back down the hall and said, "Well, which have you decided on, Door #1 or Door #2?" The doctor replied, "Actually, I would like to go behind Door #3." "That's not an option," said Satan. "But that's what I want!" said the doctor. Satan replied, "I'm sorry but you can't go in there. That's nurses hell!"