Back to the Doc...

Nearly forgot. Sylvia last night asked if there was a Doctors appointment today, mmmm, maybe? Anyway, turns out there sure was.

It was a final check in with Kevin - my radiologist - and it was at 10am,  pretty strange going back after 5 weeks straight of daily treatment. Was great to see the crew, still all smiling.

Kevin answered another series of questions and Sylvia and I left there feeling we had a better handle on what was happening right now, and why.

The real game plan was to kill off any stray cancer cells that would not be seen or removed by surgery. It was clear also that there is a big variation on how far the treatment would have gone in killing off the primary tumour.

We covered a raft of issues which was all part of understanding the logic of what was being done.

Just for the record, we also discussed treatments only available overseas and to my absolute delight, Kevin had an actual example (on his desk today) of where they had referred patients to procedures not available in Australia and yet available around the world, and that had been recommended. That was music to my ears, and exactly what I would have hoped for. I am so impressed with the professionalism of all the medical people we have had the pleasure of meeting through this journey of mine.

More work for me today. Gen was running the Investment Property Seminar in conjunction with the Commonwealth Bank out at Golden Grove. It went really well. The speakers were informative, Threds nailed the state of the market and Kerrie was awesome with her Landlord Tenant discussion, it was really well done.

We had so many of the team out there and to all of you, thank you very much. Such a cold wet night and we had a sensational roll out. James did the Toop.TV, PM and Sales were all there and even Lew and Jane (Toop) rolled up. Thanks heaps guys. The Commonwealth Bank people were impressive too.

Friends (Bettridges) who are flying in from Hong Kong to see me arrive tomorrow so it will be great to see them...no doubt more news on that tomorrow.

Now for some more jokes, compliments of Looch....here we go....

1a)
HOW  TO START A FIGHT

One year, I decided to buy my mother-in-law a cemetery plot as
a Christmas gift...

           The next  year, I didn't buy her a gift.

           When she asked me why, I replied:

           "Well, you still haven't used the gift I bought you last year!"

          And that's how the fight started.....

           ________________________________


My wife and I were watching Who Wants To Be A Millionaire while
we were in bed.

           I turned to  her and said, 'Do you want to have sex?'

           'No,' she answered. I then said,

           'Is that your final answer?'

           She didn't even look at me this time, simply saying, 'Yes..'

           So I said, "Then I'd like to phone a friend."

           And that's when the fight started...

           ________________________________


My  wife and I were sitting at a table at her school
reunion, and she kept staring at a drunken man swigging his
drink as he sat alone at a nearby table.

           I asked her, "Do you know him?"

           "Yes", she sighed,

           "He's my old  boyfriend.
I understand he took to drinking
right after we split up those many years ago, and I hear he
hasn't been sober since."

"My  God!" I said, "Who would think a person could go on
celebrating that long?"

                  And then the fight  started...

           ________________________________


When our lawn mower broke and wouldn't run, my wife kept hinting
to me that I should get it  fixed.  But, somehow I always had
something else to take care of first, the shed, the boat,
making beer... Always something more important to me. Finally she
thought of  a clever way to make her point.

When I arrived home one day, I found her seated in the tall
grass, busily snipping away with a tiny  pair of sewing
scissors. I watched silently for a short time and then went into
the house. I was gone only a minute, and when I  came out again
I handed her a toothbrush. I said, "When you finish cutting the
grass, you  might as well sweep the driveway."

The doctors say I will walk again, but I will always  have a  limp.

           ______________________________


           My wife sat down next to me as I was flipping channels.

           She asked, "What's on TV?"

           I said, "Dust."

           And then the fight started...

           ________________________________


Saturday  morning I got up early, quietly dressed, made my
lunch, and slipped quietly into the garage. I hooked up the
boat up to the van and proceeded to back out into a torrential
downpour. The wind was blowing 50mph, so I pulled back into the
garage, turned on the radio, and discovered that the weather
would  be bad all day.

I went back into the house, quietly undressed, and slipped back
into bed. I cuddled up to my wife's back; now with a different
anticipation, and whispered, "The weather out there is
terrible."
My loving wife of 5 years replied, "And, can you believe my
stupid husband is out fishing in that?"

          And that's how the fight started....

           _______________________________


My wife was hinting about what she wanted for our upcoming
anniversary.

She said, "I want something shiny that goes from 0 to 150 in
about 3 seconds.
I bought her a bathroom scale.

           And then the fight started......

           ______________________________


After retiring, I went to the Social Security office to apply for Social Security.
The woman behind the counter asked me for my driver's Licence to verify my age.

I looked in my  pockets and realised I had left my wallet at home. 
I told the woman that I was very sorry, but I would have to go home and come back later.

The woman said, 'Unbutton your shirt'.
So I opened my shirt revealing my curly silver hair.

She said, 'That silver hair on your chest is proof enough for me' ...
and she processed my Social Security application.

When I got home, I excitedly told my wife about my experience at the Social Security office. 
She said, 'You should have dropped your pants. You might have gotten disability too.'

           And then the fight started...

           ________________________________


My wife was standing nude, looking in the bedroom mirror.
She was not happy with what she saw and said to me,
"I feel horrible; I look old, fat and ugly. I really need you to pay me a compliment.'
I replied, "Your eyesight's darn near perfect."

           And then the fight started...

           ________________________________


I rear-ended a car this morning...the start of a REALLY bad day!
The driver got out of the other car, and he was a DWARF!!

He looked up at me and said 'I am NOT Happy!'
So I said, 'Well, which one ARE you then?'
That's how the fight started.


1) CONFUCIUS DID NOT SAY...

Man, who wants pretty nurse, must be patient.

Passionate kiss, like spider web, leads to undoing of fly.

Squirrel who runs up woman's leg will not find nuts.

Man who leaps off cliff jumps to conclusion.

Man who runs behind car gets exhausted.

Man who eats many prunes get good run for money.

War does not determine who is right, it determines who is left.

Man who fight with wife all day get no piece at night.

It takes many nails to build a crib, but only one screw to fill it.

Man who drives like hell is bound to get there.

Man who stands on toilet is high on pot.

Men who live in glass house should change clothes in basement.

Man who fish in other man's well often catch crabs.

Finally CONFUCIUS DID SAY . . .

"A lion will not cheat on his wife, but a Tiger Wood!"

2) What do you call the first Afghan off the boat?
Amhere


What do you call the second Afghan off the boat?
Amhere Azwel


What do you call the third Afghan off the boat?
Amhere Azwell Azhim

3) WHY OUR HEALTH CARE COSTS ARE SO HIGH!!!

Kevin had shingles.
Those of us who spend much time in a doctor's office should appreciate this!
Doesn't it seem more and more that physicians are running their practices like an assembly line?
Here's what happened to Kevin:

Kevin walked into a doctor's office and the receptionist asked him what he had.
Kevin said: 'Shingles.'
So she wrote down his name, address, medical insurance number and told him to have a seat.

Fifteen minutes later a nurse's aide came out and asked Kevin what he had...
Kevin said, 'Shingles.'
So she wrote down his height, weight, a complete medical history and told Kevin to wait in the examining room.

A half hour later a nurse came in and asked Kevin what he had.
Kevin said, 'Shingles..'
So the nurse gave Kevin a blood test, a blood pressure test, an electrocardiogram, and told Kevin to take off all his clothes and wait for the doctor.

An hour later the doctor came in and found Kevin sitting patiently in the nude and asked Kevin what he had.

Kevin said, 'Shingles.' The doctor asked, 'Where?'

Kevin said, 'Outside on the truck. Where do you want me to unload 'em??'  


4) INTERESTING OBSERVATION.

1. The sport of choice for the urban poor is SOCCER.

2. The sport of choice for maintenance level employees is BASKETBALL.

3. The sport of choice for front-line workers is RUGBY .
4. The sport of choice for supervisors is CRICKET.
5. The sport of choice for middle management is TENNIS.
And.

6 The sport of choice for corporate executives and officers is GOLF.

THE AMAZING CONCLUSION:
The higher you go in the corporate structure, the smaller your balls become.
There must be a ton of people in the Government playing Marbles.

5)   It’s always good to get a second opinion.
A man wakes up in the hospital bandaged from head to foot.
The doctor comes in and says, "Ah, I see you've regained consciousness.
Now you probably won't remember, but you were in a huge pile-up on the freeway.
You're going to be ok, you'll walk again and everything, but your penis was severed in the accident and we couldn't find it."

The man groans, but the doctor goes on, "You have $9000 in insurance compensation coming and we now have the technology to build a new penis.
They work great but they don't come cheap.
It's roughly $1000 an inch."

The man perks up.

"So," the doctor says, "You must decide how many inches you want.  But I understand that you have been married for over thirty years and this is something you should discuss with your wife.
If you had a five incher before and get a nine incher now she might be a bit put out.
If you had a nine incher before and you decide to only invest in a five incher now, she might be disappointed.
It's important that she plays a role in helping you make a decision."

The man agrees to talk it over with his wife.

The doctor comes back the next day, "So, have you spoken with your wife?"

"Yes I have," says the man.

"And has she helped you make a decision?"

"Yes" says the man.

"What is your decision?" asks the doctor.
"We're getting granite bench tops."