When I was in the hospital a couple of weeks ago, the pulmonologist had dropped into tell me that after all these years (about 24), I no longer have ABPA (allergic bronchopulmonory aspergillosis), but she didn't say what I did have. Today I was back to see her, and specifically asked what the diagnosis is. I should have known. I never get anything spelled with less than 7 to 10 letters. Now what I have is ... ta da! bronchectasis! Seems I have four different "bugs", as she put it. We're treating them to antibiotics. Hope this does something for the blankety blank *&^$% cough!
There are times when I think I've left my brains in my other pants. I'd decided earlier today that I would have a slice of pizza for lunch. So when Cliff asked me what I wanted, I thought that's what I said. I blinked when he brought me a half a bagel. "No, no!" I protested. "I want half a ... ba g e..l?" And I realized I had -- twice -- said the wrong thing. Cliff is standing there, waiting for me to make up what's left of my mind, and I started to say, "What is it we get at the pizza place ..." Oh! Slight pause while that registers. "I'll have a slice of pizza, please."
Computer Repair Humor --
Caller : Hi, our printer is not working.
Customer Service: What is wrong with it?
Caller : Mouse is jammed.
Customer Service: Mouse? ... Printers don't have a mouse!!!
Caller: Mmmmm??.. Oh really? ... I will send a picture.