Wednesday, July 29, 2009
A True Story
ToolMan and I were sitting in ICU this morning, waiting for the final test results so his cardiologist could cut him loose. They had done the blood draw, written the prescriptions, taken out the IV, explained home care; everything except call for the wheelchair. We're watching the hallway for the nurse, when a man in scrubs comes walking down the hall from the direction of the Cardiac Operating Room, holding his glasses in his hands, and saying, "These are my old glasses; no wonder I can't see sh*t!" We laughed all the way home.