Fresh off
quadruple bypass surgery and full of piss and vinegar to help wipe the
Reform-a-Cons off Canada’s political landscape.
But first a
little levity…… I am a provocateur who enjoys a practical joke
that is long in development and has the intended result….. this one exceeded my
greatest expectations and imagination.
Entering
surgery I had no fear only great expectations and a macabre sense of humour. As
is customary the operating team came out and introduced themselves. Cordial
words were spoken, but being the fool I am couldn’t let things go there, on the
spur of the moment I decided to instigate some dialogue with the
anesthesiologist.
I said “You
know I am going to hear the saw when you crack me open”
“Not a
chance” Says he.
As they are
lifting me onto the operating table and my unwillingness to let things go I
poke the anesthesiologist again…. I just had to get into his head
As they lift
me from the operating table back to the stretcher, for whatever reason I will
never understand, I wake. I look up and the anesthesiologist is at my head and
says “How are you doing” Being all tubed and wired the best I can do is give
him two thumbs up.
I thought
nothing more of it until the following day when the anesthesiologist comes to
my bedside and asks if I remember him. I didn’t realize how shaken he was by me
waking so quickly.
I had to
admit to him that I heard nothing ….. He suddenly turned and walked away … I
don’t think we’ll ever be friends LOL
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