He's Cantonese. He's had a stroke. And he's had a gunshot wound to the face/jaw. We, for good reason, see him fairly regularly for his ankle brace.
And I cannot understand anything this poor guy says until he's been here about 15min and my brain can change wavelengths and wrap around his speech patterns. OMG. But he told co-irker that he sucks and that he wants my old good coworker back. That I understood LMAO.
He was here for an hour waiting for his ride. He offered to babysit my kids. errr, dude, I like ya, not gonna happen.
It's been a weird day already.
Re: This poor guy. Yikes.
I have to talk to pts with their jaws wired shut on a daily basis! It is really hard-- and I'm doing it on the phone! I wish I could see them to talk, then I could read their lips! LOL
BTW- YGPM
You take my ovaries, I take your yarns.
*waving hi*
I'm only kinda here. I like not being on much, it's niiiiice.
Bubbly, wtf happened to your baby???? OMG if he likes older women, Sam's available in, you know, 15 years or so... damn.
I know, I saw that picture and almost cried.
And oh yeah, he loves the older ladies.
You take my ovaries, I take your yarns.