if you've ever had surgery, you know they give you some pretty heavy drugs beforehand. the most remarkable thing about the drugs they give you is that you think you're totally coherent but you have absolutely ZERO recollection of what you've said when you "wake up".
until now.
thanks to the quick thinking of my beautiful wife, i have a record of what i said in my drug induced state. as i lay in my hospital bed, COMPLETELY UNFILTERED... she took notes. i thought i would share a few (not all) of the nuggets of wisdom i dropped on the nurses and doctors (edited, of course... we're trying to keep this PG-13).
:: "dude, i feel like i'm drunk. i haven't felt like this in a long time." // at this point, the nurse apparently looked at kristi and asked how long we had been married. she was worried kristi was getting ready to find out some things about me she didn't know...
:: referring to the oxygen tubes in my nose // "i'm gonna pick some boogers and leave them on this thing for a surprise."
:: still referring to the oxygen tubes // "this d--- thing is making my nose itch."
:: referring to my itching nose // "i can put a lot of stuff in my nostrils." (i have no idea.)
:: "i think this is how we should interview people at waters edge." kristi asked why. "because this stuff is like truth serum."
:: apparently i've spent too much time in our elementary environment because i busted out a little "rainbow" from hillsong kids. apparently i even tried to do the motions in my bed. i'm sure it was amazing.
and my personal favorite...
:: to kristi... "i think that nurse just grazed my wee-wee (shut-up. i have a two year-old. that's what we call it). don't worry, it didn't turn me on. it scared me a little. i was like... 'lady... don't be touching my (um... the medical term would be "testicles")."
honestly... i'm just thankful i didn't say worse.
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