Overheard in the clinic

Student: Have you ever broken a bone?
Patient: 165 of 'em.
Student: Wow. That's a lot. 165 broken bones, or 165 fractures?
Patient: It's real easy to remember. I broke everything on my right side in two places. I also died twice on the way to the hospital and died again at the hospital. They were wheeling me down to the morgue when my mom came in and demanded that they work on me some more. They didn't want to, but my mom argued with them for a long time and then filled out some paperwork and so they worked on me again and I came back.
Student, thinking to himself: None of this makes any sense.
Student: Ok, great. Let's move on to your teeth...