Fun With Urology

During my waning days living in Austin, a colleague told me with a straight face that there was a urologist in town named Dick Chop. I laughed, but was pretty sure my co-worker was jerking me around.

Then about eight months later, I got a painful-as-hell bladder infection. This was no laughing matter. But I decided to turn it into one by looking up to see if there really was a Dr. Dick Chop who could help me with my excruciating problem. Sure enough, listed in the Yellow Pages among Austin's medical specialists was one Richard Chop.

I called for an appointment. But Dr. Chop was all booked up --- way longer than my infected bladder could stand. So I eventually located a doctor with a less humorous name who cured me.