Good Thoughts Appreciated

BruiseLeee said:
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By the seven hairs of Bruise! He's gone bi polar!

Jake
Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha Today is the best day ever:D:D:D:D...Life is meaningless:(:(:(:(
 
Dude,
First of all....Munk...we all know you're beautiful!

Don't worry about your nose or your ears...as long as they work...you're good!

Second, good luck on the surgery...goes without saying...but I said it...so sue me!

Third, the Docs and nurses...well...just endure,my friend. WIsh there was some bright ray of wisdom I could lay on you..but sometimes that is all there is to do...HANG TOUGH Bro....

Shane
 
Ah, I know why. This is to fix up your breathing and the sleep apnea thing.

Good move. Sleep apnea's bad news. We know who have it.

And if you wind up with a notch in your ear, just look the question-asker in the face and say flatly,

"The other guy missed. I didn't."


an' good luck. All surgery is less than fun.

Enjoyed my cautery experience. Nothing like smelling your own blood burn.


Ad Astra
 
Best wishes and smoke going up for you tonight Munk. I have been through some of what you describe in a recovery room when I was 19 and had knee surgery. The two nurses sat at a table 10 feet away from me playing cards and blowing huge clouds of cigarette smoke my way while I lay covered with a sheet and in quite a bit of pain for over an hour. I finally sat up and complained about the smoke and the pain, at which time one of them grumpily got up and jabbed a needle in my arm knocking me out. What a B&*^h.

You've got all of us pulling for you though, and all that positive energy will get you safely past the anesthesiologist I'm sure. :D

Please report back when you can and let us know how it went.
 
Funny...I never pictured you with a nose *and* ears...

Smoke for sure...



ps to Steve: It's the ball peen hammer they fear...I just wield it.
 
Smoke and prayers, Munk. Best of luck.

You'll turn out fine. And I'm with Bamboo on the nose-picking. Enough is enough. :D :p

Nam
 
I think I'll start a 'hospital thread' when I get back.
Here's one; Wife wants to have her baby with as little pain medicine as possible- but leaving it her option, of course. So she requests only a portion of the meds offered. A couple tylenol number 3's, if I recall correctly. Anyway, 40 minutes later- No Way, she needs help. Only NO Help is Coming!! The Doctor, you see, is busy elsewhere, and can't approve of any pain medicines. They can't give her any more of WHAT WAS ALREADY ordered because they, 'must observe the effects of the medicine she took first."

That was only a small portion of what was offerred, but now they must 'observe' because it's the DREADED opiate derivative.

"I can tell you what you're observing," I'm pissed, "She's in Pain."
So my wife goes through natural childbirth. I'm not kidding.
Doctor arrives in the last 60 seconds and catches baby as he's coming out. 5000 bucks richer, the Doc, not the Baby.

And that, is actually a good doctor.

>>>>>>>

Thank you again for your kind wishes. Wednesday afternood is knife day.

This morning it is going to snow, then melt a little later. Very bad conditions. So we're leaving at about 8 am. That'll give us 4 and a half hours to travel 196 miles.

munk
 
And if you wind up with a notch in your ear, just look the question-asker in the face and say flatly,

"The other guy missed. I didn't."
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:D Sounds like something right out of "a boy named Sue" by Johhny Cash:

Well, I hit him hard right between the eyes
And he went down but, to my surprise,
He come up with a knife and cut off a piece of my ear.
But I busted a chair right across his teeth
And we crashed through the wall and into the street
Kicking and a' gouging in the mud and the blood and the beer
 
"A Boy Named Munk"?:p

I'd be more worried about the drive. Us California boys don't drive in snow much.
Best of luck on the drive AND the surgery.:D
 
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