Sinner's Alley Happy Hour (Part 1)

<p>Good luck, Cur! We'll be thinking of you, CurD, and CurW! BTW, there have been studies done that patients that are prayed for heal quicker.... Wish I could cite it but I have indeed seen such data in the past.</p>

<p>We'll be awaiting your return!</p>

<p>We get a thumbs up. Won't bore you with details and my shift starts soon, but oral surgeon says good result, D is awake and somewhat alert. Everything still works. The dangerous stuff is pretty much over. The crappy stuff begins now. Carolyn, I'll give you a blow by blow in a pm later.</p>

<p>Great news cur. Sending lots of good wishes.</p>

<p>Wonderful news, thanks for letting us know, cur.</p>

<p>I remember how thrilled I was after my younger S's oral surgery when the dr. told me he hadn't had to sever any facial nerves :eek: What a relief to know your D is over the dangerous stuff. All the best....</p>

<p>Curm,</p>

<p>Great news. wishing her a speedy recovery.</p>

<p>Thanks, cyber-folks. Thank you a lot.</p>

<p>On a lighter note, a good joke for a thread with this title:</p>

<p>A very elderly gentleman (mid nineties), very well dressed, hair well
groomed, great looking suit, flower in his lapel, smelling slightly
of a classic after shave, presenting a well-looked-after image, walks
into an upscale cocktail lounge.* Seated at the bar is an elderly
looking lady, (mid eighties).* The gentleman walks over, sits along
side of her, orders a drink, takes a sip, turns to her and says, "So
tell me, do I come here often?" :)</p>

<p>Good news on mudgie. And SBMom the joke is right on target for those of us sitting here watching our brain cells decay.</p>

<p>Cur,</p>

<p>glad to hear things worked out. Best wishes for a speedy recovery to her.</p>

<p>Cur, thank you for the good-news update. Best to Mudgie...and don't make her laugh too much just yet.</p>

<p>Gosh, Cur, didn't realize your D was having the surgery today! Best wishes from me, too, for quick complete healing! </p>

<p>SBMom, liked the joke. I dreamed I forgot the name of my 5th child last night. I kept asking my husband in the dream, what's the name of our oldest daughter's youngest sister? A new kind of nightmare . . .</p>

<p>I was just telling sybbie in a PM that there was nothing like watching them put your kid under anesthesia to put all this "which college" is "the college" stuff into perspective. A healthy kid, capable of loving us back, is all we really need and it's probably more than I have the right to ask for. The rest of this stuff is window dressing. I resolve to remember this feeling, and everyone has my permission to help me remember it. (Yeah. Like any of y'all ever needed or waited on permission. LOL.) </p>

<p>Oh, don't worry . I'll still be in the lead pack of lemmings. I'll just be smiling a little more in the process. Cliff ? What cliff? Who said anything about a cliff? Let's keep marching! I can smell salt air!</p>

<p>Returning to bar talk, I like that joke,too,SBmom!</p>

<p>Ready for a drink, but it's too early out in CA. Guess I'll have to drink on Texas time. I'll have a martini, Junipero gin (killer gin made by local brewery), straight up with two olives. Aaah.</p>

<p>I guess I have never actually ordered. Sense this is cyber-alchohol-I'll have a Stoli martini, rocks, and three olives. (I used to say the olives were my nod at the food pyramid. You know. Vegetables.) I had eight of these in a row many years ago and when DW came to rescue me from the bar (she was engrossed by Shogun on TV), I was standing directly under a rain downspout with the water just pouring onto my head. Had I moved 18 inches in either direction I would have been dry, or at least that's the story I'm sure she will tell at my funeral. She's told it everyplace else in the last twenty years.</p>

<p>I just had a caribbean crush last weekend at a puerto rican restaurant
Dark rum- coconut rum and more rum ( oh and some pineapple I think)
lethal but yummy :)</p>

<p>glad things have gone well so far curmudge</p>

<p>I never had to watch them putting my oldest under- ( just as well as she weighed less then 3 lbs when they did) but my youngest had to have general anthesthia when she was about 5 and needed a filling! ( it was a big filling and she wouldn't have tolerated gas or needles at all)
it was kinda awful. She sat on my lap and they gave her some morphine or other sort of sedating syrup to get her calmed down for the gas. she just went limp and I could barely keep her sitting up.
But then when they took her to the table- she started freaking out when they put the mask over her face :( then they made me leave- it was hard.
When she woke up she just screamed and screamed- not fun.
It is really hard when as a parent you feel like things are taken out of your hands.
I like to control everything- hard to let go.</p>

<p>Cumudge,</p>

<p>Speedy recovery to your D. I'm a dentist and my younger daughter needed to have a couple of stubborn baby teeth extracted last week. Needless to say, I had a friend of mine do it and my wife took her. </p>

<p>Since I'm here, I'll take a light beer (watching the carbs). Here's one for SBmom:</p>

<p>Two elderly couples were enjoying friendly conversation when one of the men asked the other, "Fred, how was the memory clinic you went to last month?"
"Outstanding," Fred replied. "They taught us all the latest psychological techiniques - visualization, association - it made a huge difference for me."
"That's great! What was the name of the clinic?"
Fred went blank. He thought and thought, but couldn't remember. Then a smile broke across his face and he asked, "What do you call that red flower with the long stem and thorns?"
"You mean a rose?"
"Yes, that's it!" He turned to his wife. . ."Rose, what was the name of that clinic?"</p>

<p>Since we're telling old folk stories -</p>

<p>Mortie and Sadie met at the home. He=92, she =87. Fall in love, engaged to be married. After dinner one evening, they decide to take stroll into town and plan the wedding and reception. As they pass the local drug store, Mortie says to Sadie, "Let's stop in here for a minute." Mortie heads to the pharmacist and asks, "Do you folks carry cholesterol medicine here?"
Pharmacist: "Yes sir, we do."
M: "Do you have diabetic pills?"
P: "Certainly, sir, we do."
M: "How about blood pressure medicine?"
P: "Sir, we are a full-service pharmacy; we can fill all of your medical needs."
M: "Well, do you have Viagra?"
P: "Yes, sir, we surely do."
Morty thanks the nice pharamacist and escorts Sadie out the door.</p>

<p>"Well, Sadie, I think we can register for the wedding gifts now."</p>

<p>Oooooh kay, and on that note, I'm off to find that virtual Lemon Drop. </p>

<p>Stay well, friends.</p>

<p>'Mudge, I'm sorry, I've been pretty entangled IRL and somehow missed about your D's oral surgery. I suppose that now everything has gone okay I can say, "The tooth shall set you free?"</p>

<p>'Mudge, (just can't call you Cur--negative canine connotations.)
Soooo glad all went well.</p>