I just left a case in the O.R. where a new surgical intern was learning the ropes. The patient was already asleep and the intern was trying to insert a catheter into the patient's pen*s. He was holding the 'member' with two fingers and trying to push this huge tube up it and the surgeon yell "grab it like it's yours, not like it's your bunk-mate's at boyscout camp!"

Since I have been tapering off one of my meds, I don't sleep for very long stretches (30-90 minutes at a time) but I have some funky dreams! Saturday morning I had one that involved a bunch of nuns (in black and white habits) bobbing just below the surface of the Arctic ocean, with seagulls on their heads so they could steal lobsters. WTF??? Now that was just a side bit to the bigger plotline in the dream which had my GF kissing some chick on the cruise ship we were on (in the Arctic ocean) and telling me she's just not the monogamous type after all. I woke up in tears and almost kicked my GF right out of bed, before I realized it was just a dream.

Another effect of coming off the medication is that I lost 3 pounds last week without trying (same way I gained it)!

GF : I am not controlling, your way is just WRONG!




(said in a joking manner)