Dann kramst Du endlich einen Ausdruck der Diskussion hier hervor, mit der Frage, was er davon hält 
Wahrscheinlich wird er sagen:
Onkel Doktor, seit ich dieses Cortison im Körper habe scheinen meine BZ Werte nach oben zu gehen. Muss ich mir deshalb Sorge machen?
Der Doc wird antworten:
Nein, das ist eine normale Nebenwirkung des Cortisons. Kein Grund zur Sorge.
Für Brutus (Et tu, Brute) bleibt dann den Arzt zu wechseln. Zugeben wird der Arzt die Unaufmerksamkeit nicht.
Vielleicht hat Brutus ja noch die Chance zu fragen, ob für die Zeit der Cortisonwirkung nicht eine Insulingabe unterstützen kann. In der Praxis, in der ich in Behandlung bin, wäre das aber wahrscheinlich tatsächlich etwas wie ein Caesarenmord.
Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears;
I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him;
The evil that men do lives after them,
The good is oft interred with their bones,
So let it be with Caesar ... The noble Brutus
Hath told you Caesar was ambitious:
If it were so, it was a grievous fault,
And grievously hath Caesar answered it ...
Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest,
(For Brutus is an honourable man;
So are they all; all honourable men)
Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral ...
He was my friend, faithful and just to me:
But Brutus says he was ambitious;
And Brutus is an honourable man….
He hath brought many captives home to Rome,
Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill:
Did this in Caesar seem ambitious?
When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept:
Ambition should be made of sterner stuff:
Yet Brutus says he was ambitious;
And Brutus is an honourable man.
You all did see that on the Lupercal
I thrice presented him a kingly crown,
Which he did thrice refuse: was this ambition?
Yet Brutus says he was ambitious;
And, sure, he is an honourable man.
I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke,
But here I am to speak what I do know.
You all did love him once, not without cause:
What cause withholds you then to mourn for him?
O judgement! thou art fled to brutish beasts,
And men have lost their reason…. Bear with me;
My heart is in the coffin there with Caesar,
And I must pause till it come back to me.
