Another nurse's name is Dee Dee (nickname for Deborah). I suggested she hear Karen Carpenter sing 'One Fine Day' and 'He Walked Me Home' on the CD 'Now and Then' (which has retro songs) and change a couple of syllables of the back-up singers' 'do be do be do be da bop bop" so as to make it include 'Dee Dee'. She can have people sing it as a theme song when she enters a room.
Another nurse's name is Meca (pronounced Meek-ah), so I told her an Old Testament prophet's name, mispronounced 'Mike-ah' in English, is correctly pronounced Meek-ah, like her name, but that if she wants to be an OT prophet, she should grow a beard! She said, 'That's not going to happen.' And rightly so.
Another nurse's name is Julie. I know a pastors wife in Wisconsin whose name is Julie Bennett, and she in one song service led people in singing, 'He will hide me under the rock', to which I later querried, 'UNDER the rock?' Biblically, our lives are to be built ON the Rock by doing what Jesus said, and a song says we are to hide protected IN the cleft of the Rock, but the only reference I can think of right now to UNDER the rock is that it is better for us to fall ON the Rock (as in the Rock being our Foundation) than for at the Last Judgment, the Rock to fall on and crush us. With that in mind, do we really want to be under the Rock? As a metaphor, have you picked up a rock recently and seen what creatures hang around there? If that's all that thrives there, then what's a meta for?
A friend sent her prayers for me, that ‘all continues to go well with your procedure and aftercare, that your Primary Care (our Great Physician) continues to lead/inspire/guide/correct/enhance as only He can do in Jesus' Name’
Another friend, reacting to the tone of my questions, asked, ‘You practicing a little early with the anesthetic?’
A cousin thought the wordplay needed to be applied to ‘correct meaning of lyrics to spiritual songs….I grew up with the story of ‘Gladly the Cross-eyed Bear.’ Another friend chimed in with examples: ‘Things like "eat carrots for you" (He careth for you) and “Noah found grapes in the eyes of the horse” (found grace in the eyes of the Lord) and my favorite, “The calf has not been sold” (the half has not been told).’
It is a worthy subject: God gave the pees to Keeter. Jonah was in the belly's whale—I mean the whelly's bail—I mean the whaley's bell!
At this point, a college classmate interrupted to announce: ‘There will also be a pop quiz tomorrow. Every one will be asked to name one creature that lives under a rock. No duplicate answers, please. The quiz will begin after I've had coffee and breakfast.’ Then, an amendment: ‘Sorry. Pop quIz was cancelled due to lack of coffee and breakfast.’ Doesn't he know that all you need for pop quizzes are pop tarts?
He tried to deflect the subject by saying, ‘I understand crawdads are wonderfully tasty critters that at least in some areas are found under rocks. Not much to look at, though.’ And whether they are tasty or not is a matter of opinion. When I was last in Louisiana, we at at a local restaurant in Shreveport and out of loyalty to the place, I had crawfish. Turns out only I and one other man did—the pastor’s wife, born and bred in Louisiana, looked askance at them, which goes that eating crawfish is no longer an obligatory right of passage to welcome in Louisiana.
The hospital food is as good as my humor, and a friend accuses me of ‘having entirely too much fun…in the hospital.’
Meanwhile, another friend tunes into the music remark and says Natalie Merchant does a wonderful version of ‘One Fine Day’. I haven’t heard it, but do like Karen Carpenter's.