Thursday, August 20, 2009

Picking on the Weak

This week I got to watch over Troy as he recovered from the effects of some nice sleepy-time drugs. (He had an endoscopy done.)

The nurse walks in to take his vitals and says in that loud "wakie-wakie" voice, "Ok, we're going to take your blood pressure now."

Troy dosily holds out his arm and says in a sort of sing-song voice:
blood pressure...good
not too much
not too little
don't want that now
Then his head hit the pillow and he was out again.

Let me tell you, he was cracking me up.

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