"Are you TRYING to test the limits of your surgery?" (Grrrrr!)

Elizabeth N.
on 8/31/11 11:09 am - Burlington County, NJ
Yikes. Where the hell does she think she gets off?!?!?!

(deactivated member)
on 8/31/11 10:43 am
Shhhhh!  Don't tell him! 

We have surfing and palm trees and summer 8 mos of the year.  That's all he needs to know.  :)

Come to NC!  We neeeeeeeeeeed you here! 

AllieInOntario
on 8/31/11 12:59 am
I just caught this thread (was busy eating popcorn for a treat) :)...
Steve... You rock!!!
Pick your surgery first, then your surgeon. Not the other way around.  
PS:... Potato chips should be a food group.

I'm tired of screwing with that damn health widget.
 I've lost 125 pounds to date!!!!
   And I'm UNDER 190 now!!! 
 
             
Jennifer D.
on 8/31/11 1:05 am
That could have been scripted, I wonder if she, at any point, felt embarrased.
(deactivated member)
on 8/31/11 1:56 am - TX
I know it happened.  And the gist of it is exactly correct.  Is it verbatim...well...The line about 'are you trying to test the limits of your surgery, definitely.  The coffee packet with the laxative, absolutely.

Could there be a touch of what Shakespeare called 'remember[ing] with advantages what feats he did that day' (Henry V, 4.3, 50,51)?

In the words of Bugs Bunny:  Neeeyaaah, could be!

(The bard and the wabbit in one post.  Damn, I'm good)

And to clarify, this 'co-worker' is a nurse who's followed a new OB/GYN to the clinic.  Both nurse and OB have been scoring points like this since day one.  And it is the fact that she is in the employ of a specialist and Steve is *only* a family physician, that will get him sent to the principal's office.

Let's see, I've seen Northeast, OKC, North Carolina and Montana...keep those suggestions pouring in--and if you can back themwith solid offers, even better!
Ms. Cal Culator
on 8/31/11 2:35 am - Tuvalu


Wouldn't you like to be the mom of a couple of surfers?  One of the GPs in my PCPs office just left and it's a young, store-front practice. 
(deactivated member)
on 8/31/11 2:46 am - TX
Duuuuuude!  I, like, totally haven't surfed in over 25 years (gag me with a spoon).  I bet I could still manage a righteous enough ride to have the boyos going 'Like, Awesome!"

Yes, I was there in the height of the Valley Girl era.  Totally.  Cabrillo beach was just down the hill from our housing. 

I could see our swimmer as a surfer, he's already bleached blond. . .and has that slightly vacuous expression on occasion.
Ms. Cal Culator
on 8/31/11 11:00 am - Tuvalu
On August 31, 2011 at 9:46 AM Pacific Time, RagamuffinB wrote:
Duuuuuude!  I, like, totally haven't surfed in over 25 years (gag me with a spoon).  I bet I could still manage a righteous enough ride to have the boyos going 'Like, Awesome!"

Yes, I was there in the height of the Valley Girl era.  Totally.  Cabrillo beach was just down the hill from our housing. 

I could see our swimmer as a surfer, he's already bleached blond. . .and has that slightly vacuous expression on occasion.

Did you go to the museum and see the...whatever you call shark "fetuses?"  Way creepy.
(deactivated member)
on 8/31/11 11:13 am - TX
I used to be a tour guide at that museum.  Volunteer position for my summers.  I remeber the shark thingys but my favorite was the sea otters.  We had to imitate them floating on their backs and whacking abalones with rocks. 

We also did the grunion run--when those little fish come up on the beach and burrow down into the sand to lay their eggs.  I spent the evening describing the run and wriggling like a grunion--so much easier to do when you're in Jr High--before leading a group down to the beach to watch the actual fish.

I miss that area. 
Ms. Cal Culator
on 8/31/11 2:11 pm - Tuvalu


A couple of years ago, a few wls people of different stripe came a'callin' and--after hitting a bar--we went grunion hunting.  They didn't REALLY believe me...thought it was like a snipe hunt.  But they finally did when they saw the silly things.

And that beach at Cabrillo...that's where I was seen running on water (and flying) about 30 years ago.  A non-swimming mom and I took our daughters to that beach and as we stood at the shore, we observed a door...a great big wooden door...surfing by itself and approaching our unsuspecting daughters from the rear.  I started running...faster than I'd ever in my life run...and then I started swimming like I hadn't done since high school.  I was pointing between strokes and meanwhile the onshore mom was signaling toward the door.   They finally looked around and saw the door and got out of the way. 

After they were safe, the other mom said she was sure a bicycle was hidden somewhere and I was going to do a triathlon. 

The next time we went to a different beach and after we got the kids changed and SHE was changed...all of MY stuff got accidentally locked in the trunk of her car and she couldn't get it open.  I was a big girl...and I wrapped me in a beach towel and put on my shoes and walked into a department store and bought a dress off a sale rack and put it on and wore it out of the store.  Have you ever gone shopping in a towel?  It's unnerving.

I never went to the beach with those people again.


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