Things that happened once the valium took effect and we were waiting in the lobby for and hour and a half because the doctor was running late:
Jeff sang show tunes.
Upon seeing a woman from our ward who is known for being rather loud and obnoxious, leaned over and said very loudly, thinking he was whispering, "THERE IS SISTER LOUD AND OBNOXIOUS. I HOPE SHE DOESN'T SEE ME OR TRY TO SHAKE MY HAND."
Picked up a book on Viagra and started reading it to everyone in the lobby.
Asked me if I would hold him.
Yelled at two drug reps asking for free pens.
Asked if it would be ok if he laid down on the floor for a quick nap.
Started snoring in his chair.
Upon entering the surgery room:
Jeff swore the Valium had worn off and he'd need another dose.
Complained that the heating pad he had to sit on was cooking his bits.
Started FREAKING. OUT.
Threatened the doctor that he would "cut the cheese" if he felt any pain and that he "had one in the barrel," at which point the doctor ordered more Valium.
Once the surgery started:
Told the nurse that the shot had to have been water because he wasn't feeling any different.
Told me that he wanted to have 6 more babies.
Exchanged dirty jokes with the doctor that I refuse to repeat here.
Complained about the music on the radio.
Told the doctor that since he was rich and a doctor that he needed a hobby and tried to get him to pay Jeff for guitar lessons.
Upon hearing that the doctor played the harmonica, deemed harmonica playing is for pansies.
I'm hoping the pansy comment came AFTER all the snipping had been completed. I can see the doctor: "Oh yeah? Pansy this!"
Posted by: Kelly | 03 March 2005 at 09:57 AM
Ah, the joys of narcotics :)
Posted by: Rachelle | 04 March 2005 at 05:06 AM