The GM1 had to spend the night at the Naval Hospital. Don't worry, nothing like illness or accident or my cooking... he had to do a sleep study to determine, pre-retirement, if his snoring and near-apnea is cause enough for a bit of disability tacked on to the pension.
He called me last night before settling in for the night.
GM1: So, they've got me. Don't worry, I won't talk. The Cause is safe.
Me: Good to know. Are you wired up yet?
GM1: Oh yeah, I'm trailing wires all over the place.
Me: Wonder how much electricity is running through you?
GM1: I don't know, but I bet I could shove a slice of bread between my cheeks and come back with toast.
Ummm... I'm not hungry anymore.
Posted by: ec at January 28, 2005 06:45 AMI just had toast for breakfast.
I need to brush my teath. NOW.
Posted by: Allan at January 28, 2005 06:59 AMYou guys could take that show on the road.
Posted by: Jim -PRS at January 28, 2005 07:30 AM"Ve haf vays of making you toast"
Posted by: Harvey at January 28, 2005 07:35 AMStandard Navy Medical Procedures for this type of thing involve the old "wait till he's snoring then dip his fingers in a glass of warm water" prank, so I hope the wires are insulated. If not look for a significant gain in the Pension. And soggy toast.
Posted by: Bob at January 28, 2005 08:22 AMOh thank goodness. You scared me there for a moment. I thought something was wrong with his navel.
Posted by: Dash at January 28, 2005 07:08 PMMy spouse has sleep apnea and it made a very large difference in his retirement/disability percentage from the Army.
He has to sleep with a Continuous Positive Airway Pressure (CPAP)machine every night. This makes for interesting middle of the night lovemaking, also the cats find it very interesting.