I don't know if I shared with you that I will be going in Monday morning for another surgery. The hole near my belly button where they took my prostate out did not heal up properly and left me with a hernia. It is an outpatient thing.
Friday night a lady called me from the hospital to ask me a long series of health questions. I don't like these long telephone inquires but I tried to make the best of it. This is how some of our conversation went.
"Do you wish to state a religions preference?"
"I'm LDS."
"Do you smoke or drink?"
"No , they don't let us".
"I know you are not suppose to but since I don't go to your church you could tell me ".
"Really I don't".
"Do you ever have any anxiety attacks"?
"Yes sometimes".
"When does it happen"?
"Usually when I am laying naked on an operating table".
" Who will be accompanying you to the hospital at 6:00 AM"?
" Either my wife or my girlfriend--whoever I can wake up".
Maybe I shouldn't have told her I was LDS. Actually we were both about laughing to tears by the end of our conversation. EB
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