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03/04/2006

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                           How is Holly Finkel Doing?

Hospital_1 A sweet grandmother telephoned Mount Sinai 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. What's the name and room number?"

The grandmother in her weak tremulous voice said, "Holly Finkel, room 302."

The Operator replied, "Let me check
  ... Oh, good news. Her records say that Holly is doing very well. Her blood pressure is fine; her blood work just came back as normal and her physician, Dr. Cohen, has scheduled her to be discharged Tuesday."

The Grandmother said, "Thank you. That's wonderful! I was so worried! God bless you for the good news."

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

The Grandmother said, "No, I'm Holly Finkel in 302. No one tells me shit!"

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ha ha ha..... Oh man, am I ever going through that now. My parents have no clue what is going on. The doctor has told them everything, but with my mother out-of-it on mega-doses of morphine and my father one of those people who doesn't listen, you'd think they were both Holly Finkels. Too funny.

Actually, it isn't one bit funny, but I'm holding it together.

I thought you might relate.

I thought that was incredibly clever of Holly Finkel! Phoenix... My maternal grandmother spent 3 years out of it on morphine back in 1945, all the while in hospital. At least we believe it eased the pain. Can she converse with you to convey her wishes? I hope she is not in pain.

Mouse,

She's in and out of it, so it's hard to tell. Tonight was really rough because she cried that all she wanted to do was die and 'they' wouldn't let her. It wasn't at all whiny... she is not the victim type at all. It was mostly drugs talking, but it really upset my dad. Fact is, she has always said she didn't expect to live this long and doesn't like it. I don't blame her. Anyway, I did a quick pantomime of my father getting into the car and that had her laughing in a minute. Had my dad laughing, too. He has Parkinson's and can barely walk. Got to hand it to my parents for being able to laugh at themselves.

I have a new and deep respect for old people after being here and seeing all that I've seen. whoa....

Dear Phoenix, keep them laughing, please!

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