Friday, July 1, 2011

Weekend Humor



A sweet grandmother
Telephoned Misericordia Hospital. She timidly asked,
"Is it possible to speak to someone who can tell me how a patient is doing?"

The operator said,
"I'll be glad to help, dear. What's the name and room number of the patient?"

The grandmother in her weak, tremulous voice said,
"Ester Robinson, Room 302."

The operator replied,
"Let me put you on hold while I check with the nurse's station for that room."


After a few minutes, the operator returned to the phone and "I have good news. Her nurse just told me that Ester is doing well. Her blood pressure is fine; her blood work just came back normal and her Physician, Dr. Cohen, has scheduled her to be discharged tomorrow."

The grandmother said,
" Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh Thank you baby, That's wonderful. Boootiful...Bootiful, Lawdd Jesus, I was so worried. God bless you for the good News. God is good."

The operator replied,
"You're more than welcome. Is Ester your daughter?"


The grandmother said,"Noooo, I'm Ester Robinson in Room 302... No one tells me a damn thing."

4 comments:

Brenda said...

Cute~!

Toni said...

Good One Keith!

Angie B. said...

Now that was funny! LOL!

Jazzy said...

You crazy fam!




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DEAR GOD: Sometimes anger seems so near to the surface of my life. An unwelcome word, the remembrance of a past hurt, a disappointment I had not expected can make my emotions swirl with the force of a small cyclone. Sometimes my heart feels hot, my nerves feel edgy, my mind feels like lit dynamite. And sometimes, I just turn silent, go inward, cut myself off from anything and anyone that could ease the throbbing inside. I hold on to my anger, as if to let it go would render the reason for my anger meaningless. I pray that your great love will burn away my anger and leave me settled in the cool breeze of your presence. Help me let go, not only of the anger, but of what made me angry in the first place. Let me breathe deep the wonder and peace of love. Amen.









































































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