Today is the 2nd anniversary of my wife having passed away from cervical cancer..she was 38 years old at the time and left behind the two most precious things in my life..our 2 boys. This isn't a post for sympathy or anything like that, so please don't get this wrong. I was sitting here going over some pictures of the last vacation we took as a family. She was getting to the point of being quite weak and the vacation actually took some of her strength away, but it was something she wanted to do. In thinking back, it brought to mind her favorite story to tell people...and because it was at "my expense," I think it's what caused her to get the biggest laugh...
A few months after my second son was born, I came home for my lunch break one evening..(I work in the same city where I live, and my patrol area actually encompasses my neighborhood.) After saying hi to my wife, she happened to mention, "I made an appointment for you at the urologist." I'm thinking, "Huh?" She goes, "yeah..you know, SNIP..SNIP! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..okay, now I get it.. I'm slow!
Anyway, we go to the urologist, set the appointment and come back a couple of weeks later. I'm laying on the table and chatting with the nurse whose son happens to be a pilot. So, she and I are talking about planes while the doctor is doing his thing. All of a sudden, I feel something "pulling" inside. I start getting hot and my forehead breaks out in a sweat and the next thing I know...I'm waking up! I looked at the doctor and says, "what the hell just happened?" He tells me, "you fainted!" The first thing that comes to my mind is "OMG, doc...please don't tell my wife, she'll never let me live it down."
I'm tellin ya, that damn doctor ran out of that room, and the next thing I hear is my wife laughing her ass off. After I get done, I sorta waddle out to the waiting area, my wife's makeup is running down her face, she's wiping her eyes from the tears of laughing so hard and here she stands...alll 5' 2" 110 ;ounds of her, in the middle of the office...hunched over like a body builder with her shoulders rounded and making this gorilla sound going "who, who, who...he man!"
When we get home, I swear she musta opened up the phonebook and called everyone in it to tell em that "he man" had fainted...
That was her favorite...and anytime after that if I ever got cranky or testy, she'd stand up and do her who, who, who...he man impression. That always got me to laugh.
It's funny how just the simple things are the things you remember most...
