Why my Grandpa would kick your azz...

**Rausch** · 02-09-2007, 01:05 AM

Around 2 weeks ago Grandpa Rausch went to the hospital because he had trouble breathing. Come to find out his major fuel lines were all clogged.

Tripple bypass called for.

They rip his chest open and find out they can make out with a double.

He's recovering and all is good. Only we find out he's allergic to morphene (this is the first time he's EVER been in a hospital due to sickness/problem/poor health) and he has a bad reaction. Very bad.

He could have died but instead he got angry and became Grandpa-Hulk and pretty much told everyone else to take the big leap. God bless him. Must be genetic.

Afterwards he's recovering from both a bad reaction to the drugs and the surgery and comes out fine. We're out of the woods. The ticker is still ticking.

Only he's got fluid in his lungs and he needs a pace-maker.

Lovely.

He's 80+ and there's a limit to what the human body can take.

At least for mortals and ninnys like yourseves. These are the championchip rounds and the time when your inner-kraut comes out.

He's diabetic, even more reason to slow or prevent a full recovery. His blood is thin and he takes weeks to heal from any type of bruise.

After the surgery a nurse asked him to give her a finger for the sugar test. He gave her one.

That one. (I was ****ing beaming with pride. Call it a character flaw.)

So they puncture and drain his lungs and stick one of those chest-shockers down him right around 3 days after they rip him up for major heart surgery.

True to form it takes him around 5 hours to recover.

I'm convinced he has more willpower and inner-fah-que that just about anyone I've ever met.

He gives Moses penis envy...

02-09-2007, 01:05 AM	Topic Starter
Rausch Mindful Taoist German Join Date: Aug 2000 Casino cash: $7861662	Why my Grandpa would kick your azz... Around 2 weeks ago Grandpa Rausch went to the hospital because he had trouble breathing. Come to find out his major fuel lines were all clogged. Tripple bypass called for. They rip his chest open and find out they can make out with a double. He's recovering and all is good. Only we find out he's allergic to morphene (this is the first time he's EVER been in a hospital due to sickness/problem/poor health) and he has a bad reaction. Very bad. He could have died but instead he got angry and became Grandpa-Hulk and pretty much told everyone else to take the big leap. God bless him. Must be genetic. Afterwards he's recovering from both a bad reaction to the drugs and the surgery and comes out fine. We're out of the woods. The ticker is still ticking. Only he's got fluid in his lungs and he needs a pace-maker. Lovely. He's 80+ and there's a limit to what the human body can take. At least for mortals and ninnys like yourseves. These are the championchip rounds and the time when your inner-kraut comes out. He's diabetic, even more reason to slow or prevent a full recovery. His blood is thin and he takes weeks to heal from any type of bruise. After the surgery a nurse asked him to give her a finger for the sugar test. He gave her one. That one. (I was ****ing beaming with pride. Call it a character flaw.) So they puncture and drain his lungs and stick one of those chest-shockers down him right around 3 days after they rip him up for major heart surgery. True to form it takes him around 5 hours to recover. I'm convinced he has more willpower and inner-fah-que that just about anyone I've ever met. He gives Moses penis envy...
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