Frankhanhart
Petty Officer 1st Class
- Joined
- Dec 30, 2004
- Messages
- 326
Today I was scheduled for a knee-operation, woke up at 05.30 got wheeled out to the operating room at 08.30, got zapped into oblivion at 08.40, woke up at 09.15 talking gibberish. Wife picked me up at 12.15 (still full of painkillers and after I had proven that the old impeller still worked well) and brought crutches. This afternoon I thought that they used the old rusty chisel on the inside of my knee, of corse the cat jumped on it and my daughter dropped her purse on it (slipped off her shoulder). Felt like acting in some slapstick!!! I'm now sloshed with 4 glasses of wine and feel like I could do the highjump (6ft) easily. Will probably pay for it toworrow. I'm of course eagerly awaiting all your (preferrably cinical and non-serious) get well wishes. Don't feel sorry for me (great wine this is!!!) and lay it on guys !!!<br />Love you all (hic)<br />Frank