A Window And A Sponge

Today as usual, I pulled into the parking lot at work. I reached to pull out a ticket so that the gate would raise and smashed my hand into the car window. I forgot to lower it. I've seen birds fly into glass, but up until now, I thought that I was smarter than a bird.

A patient came back from surgery holding a little stick. Patients are often given little green sponges on a stick to suck on, but this was just a stick. I asked him if he ate the sponge and he said yes. He then added that he was hungry and thirsty as if that could explain eating a sponge. It was a real sponge, by the way, like what you have in your kitchen. The patient was not confused. I wish that I had asked his wife if he eats sponges at home too.