Post-Op

"The Hobby"

A man visits his elderly father, who lives alone in
a small apartment above his store.

"Dad, I really worry about you. You work alone all
day in the store and then come up here where
you're alone. You really should develop some outside interests."

"Son," he replies, "it's not as bad as it looks. You
see, I've got a hobby. I keep bees."

"You keep bees in this tiny apartment? Where
could you possibly house them?" asks the son.

"There, over there on the table in a glass jar."

"But those bees will suffocate; that jar has a lid on it."

"What do I care?" says the father. "It's only a hobby."

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"Post-Op"

An old fellow came into the hospital truly on death's
door due to an infected gallbladder.

The surgeon who removed the gallbladder was
adamant that his patients be up and walking in
the hall the day after surgery, to help prevent
blood clots forming in the leg veins.

The nurses walked the patient in the hall as
ordered, and after the third day the nurse told
how he complained bitterly each time they did.

The surgeon told them to keep walking him.

After a week, the patient was ready to go. His
family came to pick him up and thanked the
surgeon profusely for what he had done for their father.

The surgeon was pleased and appreciated the
thanks, but told them that it was really a simple
operation and we had been lucky to get him in time.

"But doctor, you don't understand," they said,
"Dad hasn't walked in over a year!"
Received on Fri Sep 28 08:08:27 2007