Wednesday, October 19, 2005

Somthing’s wrong with that boy

So I’m a funny guy, generally speaking, if I do say so myself. Reha once commented that being married to me was like hanging out with Steve Martin all the time. Which is high praise, indeed. There’s just something in my personality that makes/allows me to go for the funny quip rather than the serious or even appropriate thing. I’m sure it’s some weird interpersonal keep-everyone-at-a-distance behavior that can be looked at in a couple of ways. One, fun guy to be around and two, annoying as hell.

Like so much in life, the “go to the funny” gene is a two edged sword.

Never has this been more apparent to me than when I was coming out of the fog of anesthesia and the nurse began to ask me questions. “How are doing?” “Can you wake up?” That sort of thing. Standard post-op fare, I suppose.

One of the questions they asked (a couple of times, I remember) was “Do you know what surgery you had today?” or “Do you know why you are here?” The exact details escape me. I do remember thinking that there wasn’t any way I was going to be able to pull “I had surgery to correct strabismus” out of my foggy butt.

But my answer at least one of those times, was “I had breast augmentation surgery.”

That was pretty funny to at least someone in the room, I remember.

And though I have the barest of memories, it’s all quite the blur, at some point I overheard the nurse tell the doc that I thought I’d had breast augmentation surgery. I grabbed my chest and said “they feel good.” And I don’t know if it made it out of my mouth, but I have some vague thing rolling around in my head about liking “my new stripper boobs. Thank you very much.”

Kind of hope I didn’t say that last part. That could be slipping over onto the sharp edge of the sword.

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