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Bedpan-OMO
Too much coffee, Not a good thing.
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 Posted - Nov 05 2009 : 08:08:06
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A sweet grandmother telephoned St. Joseph's Hospital.
She timidly asked, "Is it possible to speak to someone who can tell me how a patient is doing?"
The operator said, "I'll be glad to help, dear.
What's the name and room number?"
The grandmother in her weak, tremulous voice said "Noreen, Room 302."
The operator replied, "Let me place you on hold while I check with her nurse." After a few minutes, the operator returned to the phone
and said, "Oh, I have good news. Her nurse just told me that Noreen is doing very well.
Her blood pressure is fine; her blood work just came back as normal, and her physician, Dr. Cohen, has scheduled her to be discharged
on Tuesday."
The grandmother said, "Thank you. That's wonderful! I was so worried!
God bless you for the good news."
The operator replied, "You're more than welcome. Is Noreen your sister?"
The grandmother said, "No, I'm Noreen in 302. No one tells me sh$t."
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"Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, bourbon in one hand, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming "WOO HOO what a ride!" |
Edited by - Bedpan-OMO on Nov 05 2009 08:08:34
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Country: USA
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Grandmother!
