Yesterday, George and I went to lunch. As we were eating lunch, a man came in and sat at the table right next to us. Pretty normal right? Well, no. Because this man, had an eye patch! To most everyone else, that's not completly unusual or in our case funny. But it was funny. We looked over and started giggling as quietly and descretly as we could. Before you think of us as completely descrimatory people, let me explain....
In November of 2007, it was a usual day. Mid day George called me to tell me he had a HORRIBLE stomach ache is going home sick. (Which is weird for him since he NEVER takes sick days). When I got out of school, I came home and he was rolling on our bathroom floor in complete and utter misery. So, what do I do? I go to the gym. I'm such a sweet girlfriend(at the time). But on my way to the gym George calls me and says, "Will you come get me and take me to the doctor?" So I did. I took him to the insta-care in Layton. As soon as George explained his pain to the doctor, she said, "you need to get out of here and go as quickly as you can to the emergency room!" The pain was being caused by his appendix and the doctor feared that any moment, his appendix would burst. Not a pleasant thing to hear especially after thinking he just had a nasty case of the stomach flu. So of course, at the sound of this, I became hysterical. We rushed George to the hospital and had to wait like...30 minutes to get onto a bed. Once he was in a bed, we waited about 2 hours for a cat scan to make sure it was his appendix and than another hour until they finally wheeled him into surgery.
Ok. So by now you're probably wondering, what the heck does this story have to do with an eye patch right? Oh just you wait...i'm getting there.
So, I think it was about 1:00 am when George had his surgery. My mom and I just stayed half awake in the waiting room. Finally at around 3:00, the doctor came out and told us it was a boy. Just kidding. but that would have been funny right? No, but the doctor did say that everything was fine, they got it out just in time before it would have burst but that his appendix had created tissue to protect it which made it extremely difficult to get the appendix out without completely damaging the tissue. Because of that, George would be in a lot more pain and sensative than usual.
At around 3:30, I got to go into his room and finally see him after the surgery! He was completely out of it. But he was going in and out of conciousness... So, while the nurse was checking on him, George wakes up and looks at her. She looks down at him and asks if he's feeling alright.
Immediately, George responds with, "Can I ask you a question?" the nurse concernedly says "Of course, what's up?" and honest to heaven George said this in the most SERIOUS tone... he said...
"Could you see a man on the street wearing an eye patch and not think he's a pirate?"
The nurse was dumbfounded! You could tell she was replaying his question in her mind trying to make sense of it and wondering how that could have ANYTHING to do with him feeling alright.
After giving my mom and I a quizzicle look while we are literally laughing our heads off, she concluded that we were all nutty and left.
The best part of it all is, the next morning, George had no recollection of saying such a thing! But he did. And it was awesome!
And now you know why when we saw the person with an eye patch and laughed.
Arrr Matey!!
