Chris as a brain surgeon: “What up, fool? You’ve got a very, very lot of tumour! Respect.” (fist bumps patient)
You can imagine him recommending hurling yourself about on trampolines and metal railings as suitable lifestyle changes....Yeah you can totally bundle all the small kids at your local play centre - nothing like a bit of rough and tumble with boisterous brats when you've got a brain injury....always does wonders for my super duper bad back.
And don't forget the power of mantras to cure even the most complex conditions of the brain - the only intervention you'll need is ridding yourself of any d-head thoughts. Repeat the phrase "Positive Pineapples have healthy heads" five times a day and you'll be right as rain in no time. (Trust me, I'm a Brain Surgeon Doctor
and a Meteorologist all rolled into one, clever me).
Oh and just in case things go tits up and my amazing treatment doesn't cure you, can you just sign this legal disclaimer I've just knocked up (on the advice of the best solicitors in the world, ever, apparently) - hang on a sec and I'll just run down to Reception for a pen while you get dressed. (Allegedly)
I think it's fair to say that his bedside manner would leave a lot to be desired. (Perish the thought)