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***Update***: A press release put out by Robertson’s people does thank doctors, though almost as a throwaway line:

Robertson said, “Only the prayers of thousands of believing people kept me on this earth. As it is, I anticipate many more years of creative service in the ministry I founded (CBN), as well as Regent University and other endeavors devoted to the service of mankind. I cannot praise enough the dedication and professionalism of Dr. Andy Kiser and his staff who removed this growth from my continuously beating heart.”

I still stand behind this post. The primary reason he was saved, says Robertson, is the praying. The doctors come secondary to him. That’s absurd.

Pat Robertson underwent 10 hours of surgery yesterday to fix a heart problem:

During the surgery, doctors also discovered an abnormally enlarged left appendage on Robertson’s heart. They believe the appendage, which was removed, was the cause of Robertson’s atrial fibrillation.

The procedure looked to be extremely complicated:

Robertson underwent convergent procedure, which involves cauterizing the continually beating heart muscle with heat generated by a radio frequency. The procedure is less invasive than traditional heart surgery and uses four small openings to hasten recovering time.

Robertson seems to be doing just fine. And afterwards, he thanked the doctors.

Oh, wait.

No, he didn’t.

“Only the prayers of thousands of believing people kept me on this earth,” Robertson said in a statement.

You know… I don’t like the guy. At all. He’s said many despicable things. But even in his most fragile moments, he can’t say something sensible?

Mike has decided to thank the doctors on behalf of Robertson:

Well, Mr. Robertson, I’ll do what you won’t. Thank you to all the doctors, researchers, scientists and support staff, as well as anyone I’m leaving out. Thank you for your hard work and dedication to perfecting open-heart surgery and science-based medicine. Hopefully everyone will give you some thanks, instead of thanking prayer, their sky daddy, or some zombie.

(via Mewyn’s Rantings)