I thought I'd share this little story with you all. But if your post-op, ya better put a pillow over your tummy. You might just laugh a little. I know I certainly did.
Today was my pre-op with my
No biggie, listen to the lungs, ask questions send ya on your way.
So there I am in my little paper shirt and my jeans, my sweetie is sitting on the chair against the wall and the doctor is standing beside him. Doctor asks if I have any questions, (because of this site, of course I do). Let me just get my list.
In that split second window of opportunity, my sweetie tells my Doctor that he wanted to write in a clause on my hospital waiver that says if I become a hormonal, choclate craving, psycho B, I will buy him a Big Screen TV. Doctor tells him, "well she should either way. There is no screen too big, only a room that's too small." Well these two start going on and on about the latest TVs!!! Like 5 minutes! You'd think I was in Circuit City!
Finally I said "HELLOOOOOO! One of us is in a paper shirt here! Can we focus? Focus on the patient, hmmm?!"
well, it was funny to the three of us.
BSQ
warning: laughter ahead
, I have my pre-op tomorrow afternoon.
