Thursday, June 4, 2009
Mercy, Mercy, baby
From Aldi yesterday we go to Kenmore Mercy!
That is where Howard went yesterday for his colonoscopy. I can put that, can't I? There was that comedian, Robert Klein, who came to Kleinhans Music Hall and performed with the Buffalo Philharmonic and he did a song titled "Colonoscopy."
Here is another thing about Robert Klein: When I had him on the phone and was interviewing him before his appearance in Buffalo, I had trouble talking because I had just gotten my braces on my teeth. This was about a year ago.
"Mr. Klein," I said, "I'm having trouble talking. I have braces on my teeth."
And Robert Klein said: "Jesus, what are you, 14?"
As I have said before I do not approve of people saying "Jesus" like that but I am sorry, I still laugh like crazy about that. I cannot help it!
Where was I? Howard and his colonoscopy. Howard was insanely brave and went through the whole procedure without a painkiller. They always give you a painkiller which was why I was with him. I was supposed to drive him home.
But he did not get the painkiller and he did fine. Above is Howard is after the, ahem, procedure. Ha, ha! It is fun being married to me! The world is invited into your hospital room, is one thing.
Here is Howard sitting up and feeling better.
He got dressed and the orderlies admired his shoes. They are made out of horse!
Then we went down to the lobby where Howard played the piano. What a man I married! Here he just had a colonoscopy and a few minutes later he is playing like Leonard Pennario.
I love the picture of the nun. Here is another nun picture I admired. You would not believe the nun's name. It is Sr. Mary Mechthilde O'Connor! Mechthilde is a name you do not hear very often these days. That is for sure.
Howard told me that while his colonoscopy was going on he actually watched it. There were screens and a camera and he said you could see inside your body. I could never do that. I would faint.
I have a history of fainting over medical matters. People just start talking about operations they had, and I start feeling woozy and sometimes I pass out. Once at the dentist they were just explaining the procedure of getting two of my wisdom teeth pulled. And I fainted! That was not when I was a kid, either. That was just a couple of years ago.
Another time Howard's friend Jon Rosen was with us at the Hyatt and he began talking about an eye operation he had. And I started feeling all clammy and prickly and I had to go out in the hall and find a bench and just sit.
For a while I tried to practice so I would not get like this. Whenever any of my friends had an operation I would ask to hear about it. But it did not make things better.
Once I was reading a book by Joyce Carol Oates and I passed out. The book was "Wonderland" and there was a part in it where this woman gets an, ahem, female exam. Wow, look at this. Yesterday we were talking about oats and today it is Oates. What are the odds?
The GYN exam in "Wonderland" was graphic the way Joyce Carol Oates is. But I did not think it was bothering me. I mean, I was just reading.
Then I glanced at the clock. And I realized I had to get up and get to St. Gerard's. This was back when I was playing the organ at the 4 p.m. Mass. So I stood up.
And I passed out cold! Just fell on the kitchen floor. It is the truth! I will always remember that.
But Howard is different.
Happily, he is made of stronger stuff!