| Wednesday, October 31, 2007, 12:02:59 AM |
My mother-in-law is such a pisser. She’s 78 and is so down to earth and tells ya like it is with this wacky sense of humor and she’s still sharp as a tac. She reminds of the comic strip Maxine. Check out the email she sent us the other day. She cracks me up: I'M getting ready for my colonoscopy, oh boy! I have to be at the hospital at 9:15am. They have had me living on clear liquids for the last two days, plus today. My third day of no food -- I could eat the paint off the wall. This is just a routine checkup. That jerk of a doctor has discharged me as being okay now, and my blood count is up and I don't have to go to the hospital for shots anymore. Everything is A-OK now. I've been off oxygen for several weeks now. My oxygen intake is up to acceptable now. I'm going to go through the drive-thru for FOOD on my way home from the hospital. Someone has to drive me. I'm afraid to go into a restaurant today for fear I might shart and mess my pants. Love, Mom |
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