Humour At Times Like These: The Eurovision Edition
So after tonight Carl can't eat or drink, as tomorrow he'll get to have another myriad of tests to find out what's happening to him. "I won't lie," he told me, "I might get admitted immediately."
At least knowing is SOMEWHAT better than coming in Friday to find him barely able to breathe with legs bigger around than my waist. He's stable -- certainly not "better" -- and we're still dealing with an obscene amount of fluid retention, shortness of breath, etc.
Which is why humour is a great thing at times like this. Two examples along the same lines:
Carl saw Albania's Eurovision entrant this year and immediately wondered why Florence Henderson was singing in Albanian. "Where's her Wesson oil???"
And easrlier today he was watching Bill & Ted's Excellent Adventure, and the subtitles announced that the title characters were in "410 B.C., ATHENS, GREECE."
"Even back then, Greece's 12 points went to Cyprus." :: nodnod ::
Wow, two in one weekend. :: laugh ::
At least knowing is SOMEWHAT better than coming in Friday to find him barely able to breathe with legs bigger around than my waist. He's stable -- certainly not "better" -- and we're still dealing with an obscene amount of fluid retention, shortness of breath, etc.
Which is why humour is a great thing at times like this. Two examples along the same lines:
Carl saw Albania's Eurovision entrant this year and immediately wondered why Florence Henderson was singing in Albanian. "Where's her Wesson oil???"
And easrlier today he was watching Bill & Ted's Excellent Adventure, and the subtitles announced that the title characters were in "410 B.C., ATHENS, GREECE."
"Even back then, Greece's 12 points went to Cyprus." :: nodnod ::
Wow, two in one weekend. :: laugh ::