A sweet grandmother telephoned St. Joseph’s Hospital. She timidly asked, “Is it possible to speak to someone who can tell me how a patient is doing?”
The operator said, “I’ll be glad to help, dear. What’s the name and room number of the patient?”
The grandmother in her week voice said, “Norma Findlay, Room 302.”
The operator replied, “Let me put you on hold while I check with the nurse’s station for that room.”
After a few minutes, the operator returned to the phone and said, “I have good news. Her nurse just told me that Norma is doing well. Her blood pressure is fine, her blood work just came back normal, and her doctor has scheduled her to be discharged tomorrow.”
The grandmother said, “Thank you. That’s wonderful. I was so worried. Thank you again for the good news.”
The operator said, “You’re more than welcome. Is Norma your daughter?”
The grandmother said, “No, I’m Norma Findlay in Room 302. No one tells me anything.”
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Jim asked his friend Tony whether he had bought his wife anything for Valentine’s Day.
“Yes,” came the answer from Tony, who was a bit of a chauvinist, “I’ve bought her a belt and a bag.”
“That was very kind of you,” Jim added, “I hope she appreciated the thought.”
Tony smiled as he replied, “So do I, and hopefully, the vacuum cleaner will work better now.”
