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Post by yeadoner on Nov 30, 2011 13:28:32 GMT 1
A sweet old grandmother telephoned St. James Hospital, Leeds and timidly asked whether it would be possible to find out how a patient was doing.
The operator said, "I'll be glad to help, dear. What's the name and ward number of the patient?"
The grandmother, in her timid little voice said, "Norma Findlay, and she's in a side room on Ward 38."
The operator replied, "Let me put you on hold while I check with the nurse's station for that room."
After a few minutes, the operator returned to the phone and said, "I have good news. Her nurse just told me that Norma is doing well. Her blood pressure is fine; her blood work just came back normal and her physician, Dr. Cohen, has scheduled her to be discharged tomorrow."
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 Norma your sister?"
The grandmother said, "No, I'm Norma Findlay from Ward 38. No one tells me anything!"
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Post by otleybard on Nov 30, 2011 14:18:48 GMT 1
It's true. A friend of mine who was in there a few years ago only found out what had been wrong with him by watching the relevant episode of Jimmy's six months later.
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Post by adambrid on Nov 30, 2011 15:53:55 GMT 1
Lol Thats a great story AB
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Post by bigj on Nov 30, 2011 21:42:04 GMT 1
Bit like the Irisman that goes to the docs, drops his keks and his buttocks are peppered with shards of glass. "Blimey how did that happen?" asks the doc. "Well I met this posh woman in a bar in Guiseley and one thing led to another and before I know it I'm making love to her back at her mansion. Then all of a sudden there's a loud crack and a chandelier falls from the ceiling and shatters on my ar*e!" "That was unlucky" replies the doc "No it wasn't"replies Paddy "It was very lucky, two minutes later and it would have landed on my head!"
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