Ouch ! That's better.

Joke:

Three men were standing in line to get into Heaven. Saint Peter came up to the first man and says that Heaven is getting full for the day and he has been instructed to only admit people who have suffered a horrible death. Saint Peter says, " So, tell me your story." The man says, " Well, for months now, I've suspected my wife of cheating on me. Today, I came home early to try to catch her red handed. I searched the entire apartment and didn't find anyone. Then, I went out onto the balcony and find a man hanging off the railing by his finger tips. I get so mad I start stomping his hands but he won't let go. So, then I start hitting him with my fists but he still refuses to fall. Finally, I go in and get a hammer. I start beating his fingers until he can't take it any longer. He falls twenty five floors to the ground. I look over the rail and can't believe my eyes, he's fallen into some bushes and seems to be unhurt. I get so mad I run into the kitchen and drag out the refigerator and fling it over the rail. It falls directly on top of the man and kills him. I then suffer a massive heart attack from all the stress and die."

Saint Peter then explains the crowded situation to the second man in line and asks for his story. The man replies, " Each day, I go onto my balcony to do my exercises. Today, it had been raining earlier and I guess I slipped on a wet spot and fell over the rail. Luckly, I caught hold of the railing of the balcony below my apartment. Just as I think I'm saved, this guy runs out and starts stomping on my hands. I hold on for all I'm worth. He then starts hitting me with his fists but I still refused to let go. He then gets a hammer and wails the crap out of my fingers and I just couldn't hold on any longer. I fall twenty five stories and land in some bushes which break my fall. I lay there for a minute, thanking God to be alive, when suddenly a refrigerator falls from the sky and kills me."

Saint Peter then asks the third man what happened to him. The man says, " Okay, try to imagine this.... I'm hiding in a refigerator...."

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At Home:

Well, I went to the doctor yesterday. He removed my cast and we got to see my 'new' thumb for the first time since the bone implant. There is NO GANGRENE! Yea !!!! I know, there is still a possibility that it could develop but the last two times this has happened, it was there within 3 days ... and it's been a whole week now since the operation, so, I'm pretty optimistic. I also know I shouldn't get too excited yet, there are a couple of other things that could still go wrong before this is healed but the gangrene thing has been my greatest worry.

I was also happy to find I could already move my 'thumb'. I didn't know how it was being held together until the doctor explained the whole operation to me yesterday. (You'd think I would have already had this info but the doc changed his mind on what he was going to do... and I wasn't told until like 3 minutes before they wheeled me into the operating room and knocked me out.) Anyhow, what he did was.... he drilled a hole into the bone that was already in my hand and then filed down the donor bone he was implanting in until it was just a little bit bigger than the hole. He then took a hammer and tapped the new bone into the hole so he wouldn't have to use screws to hold it in place. Ouch ! Now, I'm told not to try moving it again until there is time for the two bones to fuse together. It should take 6-8 weeks to heal.

It hurts a little... okay, it can hurt a lot... but I have meds to control the pain,so, it's okay.... and the pain shouldn't last too much longer. It's kind of like having a bad break.

Thanks to everyone who has been here for me. Your calls, e-mails, e-cards and prayers have really lifted my spirits and made a huge difference during all this.

In other things....
Bobbie has been having the sniffles. I hope she's not getting the flu. It's probably just a cold. I'll have to go get her some more whiskey...er , I mean cold medicine tomorrow. Whiskey? Wait, I think I might be catching it too! ;)

I had a nice visit with Tiffany last night .... which is always enjoyable. She wrote Bobbie and me a very sweet note for Valentine's Day... it goes into my 'treasure box'. She can be soooo sweet ...sometimes. ;) I hope we might be able to get together again soon.

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Anecdote

James, Jesse (1847-82) US train- and bank-robber

On one occasion Jesse James and his gang sought food and rest at a lonely farmhouse. The woman there gave them what food she could and apologized for the poor hospitality. A widow and deeply in debt, she was even then waiting for the debt collector to visit her to demand $1,400, which she could not possibly afford to pay. Jesse James had the spoils of one of his bank raids with him. He gave the astonished woman enough to pay off her debt, telling her to make sure to get a receipt from the debt collector. Then he and his gang withdrew to watch the road leading to the farmhouse. Along came the debt collector, looking very grim. A short time later he emerged from the farm, looking altogether more pleased with himself. Jesse James and his men stopped him, recovered their $1,400, and rode off.

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Fini

Good Night Ya'll ! Until next time !
KEEP SMILING !!
Doug