Love is Blind

I did an upper endoscopy on a patient today. As the woman was being wheeled to the recovery room, still sedated, a nurse brought her husband back to see her. He sat down beside her, held her hand, and waited for her to wake up. He didn't realize anything was amiss until he noticed his wife being wheeled into the next slot. Then he took a closer look at the woman whose hand he was holding and realized he'd never seen her before! Fortunately, all involved had a good sense of humor about the mix-up!

Gone to a Better Place

Our son had his first experience with death recently. It went better than I'd hoped.

It all started one Sunday afternoon after I had made a chicken for dinner. Or, actually, after I'd purchased one of those pre-cooked chickens from the grocery store. Anyway, I thought it would be fun to break the wishbone with him. Of course, I made sure that he "won" and then asked him what he wished for. He wished for a fish (which I'm sure came from My World). So off we went to Meijer to get a fish. We picked out a goldfish, whom he named Dorothy. I guess toddlers think all goldfish are named Dorothy. Dorothy cost $0.12 and came with a 48 hour survival guarantee. After a few weeks of caring for her, we found Dorothy doing the backstroke one evening. We gently broke the news to J the next morning that Dorothy had died. "That's ok," he said, "I guess she had to go back to Meijer."

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