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Wednesday, January 14, 2009
The man who sold hot dogs (Author unknown)
There was a man who lived by the side of the road and sold hot dogs.
He was hard of hearing so he had no radio.
He had trouble with his eyes so he read no newspapers.
But he sold good hot dogs.
He put up signs on the highway telling how good they were.
He stood on the side of the road and cried: "Buy a hot dog, Mister?"
And people bought.
He increased his meat and bun orders.
He bought a bigger stove to take care of his trade.
He finally got his son home from college to help him out.
But then something happened.
His son said, "Father, haven't you been listening to the radio?
Haven't you been reading the newspapers?
There's a big depression.
The European situation is terrible.
The domestic situation is worse."
Whereupon the father thought, "Well, my son's been to college, he reads the papers and he listens to the radio, and he ought to know."
So the father cut down on his meat and bun orders, took down his advertising signs, and no longer bothered to stand out on the highway to sell his hot dogs.
And his hot dog sales fell almost overnight.
"You're right, son," the father said to the boy.
"We certainly are in the middle of a great depression."
He was hard of hearing so he had no radio.
He had trouble with his eyes so he read no newspapers.
But he sold good hot dogs.
He put up signs on the highway telling how good they were.
He stood on the side of the road and cried: "Buy a hot dog, Mister?"
And people bought.
He increased his meat and bun orders.
He bought a bigger stove to take care of his trade.
He finally got his son home from college to help him out.
But then something happened.
His son said, "Father, haven't you been listening to the radio?
Haven't you been reading the newspapers?
There's a big depression.
The European situation is terrible.
The domestic situation is worse."
Whereupon the father thought, "Well, my son's been to college, he reads the papers and he listens to the radio, and he ought to know."
So the father cut down on his meat and bun orders, took down his advertising signs, and no longer bothered to stand out on the highway to sell his hot dogs.
And his hot dog sales fell almost overnight.
"You're right, son," the father said to the boy.
"We certainly are in the middle of a great depression."
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Merry Christmas!
bee, fish, ewe, a mare, egrets, moose.
bee, fish, ewe, a mare, egrets, moose.
bee, fish, ewe, a mare, egrets, moose.
ant, a hippo, gnu, deer.
bee, fish, ewe, a mare, egrets, moose.
bee, fish, ewe, a mare, egrets, moose.
ant, a hippo, gnu, deer.
Monday, December 01, 2008
Be still my beating heart. Well, not to still....
Well, I've been to the Cardiologist 3 times now.
The first time I just had a simple EKG, and they saw a lot of extra heart beats.
The second time was for an Stress Echocardiography.
The third time was after Cardiologist had time to evaluate the Stress Echocardiography. The Stress Echocardiography confirmed that I have a lot of extra heart beats, but it shows that, other than that, my heart is doing well. On the down side, you only get so many heart beats in a life time, so the Cardiologist wants to get it under control while my heart is still well.
The Cardiologist waits me to go for one more test. He wants me to get an MRI of my heart. The hospital will call me to setup an appointment for the MRI.
The first time I just had a simple EKG, and they saw a lot of extra heart beats.
The second time was for an Stress Echocardiography.
The third time was after Cardiologist had time to evaluate the Stress Echocardiography. The Stress Echocardiography confirmed that I have a lot of extra heart beats, but it shows that, other than that, my heart is doing well. On the down side, you only get so many heart beats in a life time, so the Cardiologist wants to get it under control while my heart is still well.
The Cardiologist waits me to go for one more test. He wants me to get an MRI of my heart. The hospital will call me to setup an appointment for the MRI.
Thursday, October 30, 2008
The colonoscopy is over.
Well, the colonoscopy is over, and everything looked good. On the down side, my Doctor told me that while I was undergoing the test, my heart was acting up, so now I have to see a Cardiologist. My Doctor isn't to worried, because as soon as the test was over, my heart was fine again, so he thinks it was just a result of the test, but I still have to get it checked out.
Sunday, October 26, 2008
This isn't going to be a fun week!
Back in July I was in the Hospital for 2 1/2 weeks with Diverticulitis. This Thursday I have to have a colonoscopy. From now until Thursday, I'm only allowed clear foods and liquids. Oh what fun!
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
How was I going to come up with the money??
A month ago I had to go to the hospital for 2 1/2 weeks. Well I just got a bill from the hospital for $1500 that I wasn't expecting! I don't have $1500 just sitting around, so I started getting really worried about how I was going to come up with the money.
I checked my BCBS statement to find out what hadn't been paid for, and it indicated that none of the Doctors bills were paid for during the second week I was in the hospital, but the first week and the last week was paid for. I called BCBS (the person on the phone was very helpful!) and was told that the insurance forms indicated I was home during the second week (someone filled out the insurance forms wrong!). The person from BCBS told me to have the Doctors office resubmit the paperwork for the insurance, and that everything will be covered.
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