I had a little surgery on my left arm this morning to remove a possible skin cancer which reminds me of one of my Uncle Ernest's favorite jokes. As most of you know, Uncle Ernest was a surgeon in Memphis and liked to ask if anyone knew the definition of minor surgery. Answer: surgery on someone else. I would have to agree; as Uncle Ernest frequently said, it is never natural to cut into the human body.
But all went well and I'm fine.
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