Strange, but True!

Funny thing about brain surgeries, things don't go as expected. For example, I've had three, and none of the above have gone as planned. Take the third one. I remember laying in the Pre-Op room joking with my family. I was hooked up to an IV that was administering the anastesia, and I had just asked the surgeon to take pictures of the OR with his camara phone. Wait 'till he hears I deleated them by mistake! Anyhow, that's what I remember before surgery, but afterwards, just half an hour after I woke up, I was ready for a three course dinner. Of course, they don't serve that in the ICU, and my old room was being prepared for me in the Hotel Presby Hospital. I love the staff there in that wing. Earlier, with one of the staff, I ordered some pudding over the phone, and I pretended I was dying! The male nurse couldn't believe I had pulled that off, but naturally, yours trully, the Scrounger, did. I was becoming a real pro at brain surgery, as you might imagine. You could almost say it"s a hobby of mine.