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Between the DSL provider and Master's electrical adventures, my first entry for tonight disappeared. Synopsis, 28 pages today, with artwork. Would have done more, but blame it on the DSL.
Did the Betty Housewife thing today. All the evening meal was from scratch. Got to learn how to cook them taters better.
Every place in the States today, with the exception of one is reporting cold. i feel silly when i say it is cold here too. So i didn't, but it is.
Worked so hard today, only took time out for pee breaks and water breaks which necessitated more pee breaks. Viscious circle, that.
Apparently the specialist hasn't called Daughter yet about the results of the EEG.
True story:
Daughter was in hospital. Had been in this time for nearly six weeks. She was ready to go home. She had more seniority on that floor than some nurses. One morning during rounds, she got this mischevious twinkle in her eye. i have no clue where she got the idea, but she was going to get out of the hospital or go crazy.
The neurosurgeon came around with his students. Daughter's student was a hotshot from Texas. i believe a neurosurgeon should have an ego the size of one of the great lakes, and only a little more than that of self-confidence. So, doctor hottie comes in and Daughter asks him what an EEG is.
He begins a long description of what it does and Daughter meekly interrupts and says, No, I only want to know what the letters stand for. Dr. Hottie says, "electroencephalogram." Daughter said thanks and then asked what an EKG was. He started in again with the technical description, and she stopped him with, "No, sir. Just what do the letters stand for?" He said, "electrocardiogram.:"
By this time she is squirming in the bed. She is so tickled with herself she can hardly stay inside her skin. With all the seriousness of a scholar she asks, " What is an EGG?"
This has the doctor stumped. He looks at her and asks her when she had this. She told him that morning. He wanted to know who ordered it, she said she didn't know. It just came. Dr. Hottie was beside himself. He looked at the chief neuro guy (who was smiling) and asked what was going on. The Chief told him to check with Daughter to get more information.
So, he asked Daughter how long it took, she said a few minutes. He asked what it looked like, she said yellow and white. This threw him for a loop. He asked what she did. She said she ate it, along with her toast and banana for breakfast.
Dr. Hottie's face turned absolute red. He turned on his heel and stormed out the door, only to see all of his classmates doubling up in laughter. About 30 seconds later he stuck his head back in her room. He had composed himself and told her she could go home the next day.
That was when i knew she was going to make it. She giggled the giggle of a child with no care in the world. She was so tickled with herself she giggled for the rest of the day.
She still forgot the word 'park' though when we went out for our walk.
i love that girl. i am so happy she is mine.
Did the Betty Housewife thing today. All the evening meal was from scratch. Got to learn how to cook them taters better.
Every place in the States today, with the exception of one is reporting cold. i feel silly when i say it is cold here too. So i didn't, but it is.
Worked so hard today, only took time out for pee breaks and water breaks which necessitated more pee breaks. Viscious circle, that.
Apparently the specialist hasn't called Daughter yet about the results of the EEG.
True story:
Daughter was in hospital. Had been in this time for nearly six weeks. She was ready to go home. She had more seniority on that floor than some nurses. One morning during rounds, she got this mischevious twinkle in her eye. i have no clue where she got the idea, but she was going to get out of the hospital or go crazy.
The neurosurgeon came around with his students. Daughter's student was a hotshot from Texas. i believe a neurosurgeon should have an ego the size of one of the great lakes, and only a little more than that of self-confidence. So, doctor hottie comes in and Daughter asks him what an EEG is.
He begins a long description of what it does and Daughter meekly interrupts and says, No, I only want to know what the letters stand for. Dr. Hottie says, "electroencephalogram." Daughter said thanks and then asked what an EKG was. He started in again with the technical description, and she stopped him with, "No, sir. Just what do the letters stand for?" He said, "electrocardiogram.:"
By this time she is squirming in the bed. She is so tickled with herself she can hardly stay inside her skin. With all the seriousness of a scholar she asks, " What is an EGG?"
This has the doctor stumped. He looks at her and asks her when she had this. She told him that morning. He wanted to know who ordered it, she said she didn't know. It just came. Dr. Hottie was beside himself. He looked at the chief neuro guy (who was smiling) and asked what was going on. The Chief told him to check with Daughter to get more information.
So, he asked Daughter how long it took, she said a few minutes. He asked what it looked like, she said yellow and white. This threw him for a loop. He asked what she did. She said she ate it, along with her toast and banana for breakfast.
Dr. Hottie's face turned absolute red. He turned on his heel and stormed out the door, only to see all of his classmates doubling up in laughter. About 30 seconds later he stuck his head back in her room. He had composed himself and told her she could go home the next day.
That was when i knew she was going to make it. She giggled the giggle of a child with no care in the world. She was so tickled with herself she giggled for the rest of the day.
She still forgot the word 'park' though when we went out for our walk.
i love that girl. i am so happy she is mine.