A friend of mine is in the hospital having some tests done, and he's very concerned that part of this testing regimen is going to require the swallowing of one or more pill(s). This man (who is arguably heterosexual and married with several children), now in his 60s, cannot swallow pills. Over the weekend, one of his nurses brought in a large, white, egg-shaped thing resembling a pill. He immediately panicked and said that there's no way he can swallow that - he physically can't do it. The nurse informed him that it wasn't a pill, but was, in fact, a suppository. With a sigh of relief, he replied, "Oh good! Things go in my ass much easier than they do my throat."
Pardon me while I go find some trauma counseling.
Tuesday, December 04, 2007
Overheard
tags:
bonkers,
my crazy friends
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
3 comments:
Hey, you're blogging again! Awesome. And I love your "year of reading dangerously." I can't remember the last time I picked up a book that wasn't YA lit or non-fiction (blogs- and pregnancy-related, of course).
Funny post Becky!
And by the way -- Phil I hope you're feeling better soon!
:^)
hahahaha....damn you, steve. This post is about LIGDA.
Post a Comment