Ray's musings and humor

Nurses dispense comfort, compassion, and caring without even a prescription.

Val Saintsbury




I am sorry that there were no Dailies after last Monday, I have a good excuse. On November 6th I had minor Colon surgery and then last Monday, ten days later the surgical site opened and I began losing blood. I was taken to the hospital emergency room where they verified that I was having a major problem and admitted me to the hospital. When I arrived my Hemoglobin level was 11 (normal is 13 to 17) and my blood pressure was 153 over 80, a little high for me but not that much. By 3 AM my hemoglobin had dropped to 5 and my blood pressure fell to 85 over 43 leaving me semiconcious. They started blood and plasma transfusions and moved me to intensive care where they continued the transfusions. They had to get my blood thinners neutralized which they did via vitamin K supplements and the coagulation enhancers in the plasma. By Tuesday afternoon they had gotten my blood to where they could go into the colon and repair the wound. In total I think I got about seven pints of blood and five pints of plasma and it seemed like gallons of saline solution, at one time I had IV’s pumping fluids into both arms.

I was able to have chicken broth and Jello on Wednesday and was able to eat a little real food on Friday and Saturday. My hemoglobin got up to 9.9 Saturday afternoon so they let me come home to recuperate. My blood pressure is a little out of whack as they had to take me off my blood pressure medication when it was low and then move me to increased dosages when it swung back to very high but I am to do follow-up with my Cardiologist and primary Physician to solve that problem.

All in all it was a memorable week, one of which I don’t want to repeat. I again benefitted by a great medical team, especially the nurses, both in ICU and in the Hospital med/surg wing. I am fortunate that I have Medicare and supplemental insurance for I know my previous medical problems and this event would have left us penniless, I also don’t know that I would have made it if I didn’t have a well staffed major medical facility nearby.

So my friends I am on the mend and there is no reason to believe that I won’t return to normal soon. They did say it will take a little time to get back up to speed but that it is OK for it is Thanksgiving week and many rest anyway. For me this Thanksgiving will be special for I again realize just how much reason I have to be thankful. For those of you outside of my country Thanksgiving is a national Holiday in the US which gives our citizens the opportunity to take time to reflect on our good fortune.

As you know I often tell folks to stay well, trust me it is much better to do that than the alternative. Please don’t take your good health for granted, appreciate it, nurture it and always fare well.


By the way I got so much blood I don’t know my nationality anymore. I have had a craving for corned beef so I may be Irish or Jewish or both.


Nurses are to their patients, as Angels are to God’s work.

They intervene in times of danger, to provide protection.

They guide when darkness clouds the way, to assure safety.

They comfort when life’s difficulties become to great…to instill peace.

Nurses, like Angels, minister unto the one in need.

May we learn to acknowledge their presence.

A special thank you to all nurses for their healing touch on humanity.

They are a gift from above, for the souls of this Earth.

E. V. Stankowski


The waiter at a Jewish Deli serves his customer a whitefish. As he’s walking away he overhears his customer talking to the fish. Soon the customer is deep in conversation with his lunch. "So what’s the deal here," says the waiter. "You plan on eating it or taking it home and marrying it?

"We’re just schmoozing," says the customer. "Turns out the fish is from Great Neck Bay. I used to live there.  So I was asking him how things are back in Great Neck.

"Sure, so what did he say?" asked the waiter.

"He said, ‘How should I know? I ain’t been there in years!


"McDonald’s ‘breakfast for under a dollar’ actually costs much more that that. You have to factor in the cost of coronary bypass surgery."

George Carlin


It’s not my place to run the train

The whistle I cannot blow

It’s not my place to say how far

The train is allowed to go

It’s not my place to shoot off steam

Nor even clang the bell

But let the damn thing

Jump the track

And see who catches hell!!!


Behind every successful man is a surprised woman.

Maryon Pearson


Strategies For Making People Fall In Love With You:


·       "Tell them that you own a whole bunch of candy stores." — Del, age 6

·       "Shake your hips and hope for the best." — Camille, age 9

·       "Yell out that you love them at the top of your lungs…and don’t worry if their parents are right there." — Manuel, age 8

·       "Don’t do things like have smelly, green sneakers. You might get attention, but attention ain’t the same thing as love." — Alonzo, age 9

·       "One way is to take the girl out to eat. Make sure it’s something she likes to eat. French fries usually works for me." — Bart, age 9


Husband: Now that we are married, perhaps I can point out a few of your defects.

Wife: Don’t bother, dear, I know all about them.  It’s those defects that kept me from getting a better man than you.


The severity of the itch is proportional to the reach.


The boyfriend said, "We’re going to have a GREAT time Saturday. I’ve gotten three tickets for the big game." "Why do we need three ?" asked the girl. "They’re for your Father, Mother, and kid sister." he replied.


The great man is he who has not lost the heart of a child.



Farmer McCarthy lived for many years with only his dog for a companion. One sad day he found his dog dead from old age. He went to his parish priest and asked if services could be said for his dog.

The good father said "oh no, we can’t have services for a dog here, but there’s a new church down the street that might be wiling."

"Father do you think $50,000 might be enough of a donation?" asked farmer McCarthy.

"Well man, why didn’t me your dog was a catholic!!!?"


"Start living now. Stop saving the good china for that special occasion. Stop withholding your love until that special person materializes. Every day you are alive is a special occasion. Every minute, every breath, is a gift from God."

Mary Manin Morrissey


Stay well, do good work, and have fun.


Ray Mitchell

Indianapolis, Indiana

Management is not responsible for duplicates from previous dailies.

The editor is somewhat senile.


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