Tuesday, September 12, 2006
Tasteless
A sales rep who calls on us weekly, has been telling us of his adventures with the treatment of his bowel cancer. I won't recount some of his stories, involving bags, but suffice to say he has confronted this deadly disease with grace and good humour.
He told me last week that he was having his bag removed, pointing to one hanging from his side. When he came in today I greeted him thusly.
"G'day Hoover (well known vacuum)."
Puzzled look on face, "What do you mean?"
"You're bagless now!"
Well unfortunately it wasn't completely so. The bag that was removed was the chemo bag, his other bag was still in place and would be forever. Still we had a bit of a laugh. He told us a couple of the side effects of chemotherapy too. The one thing that bugged him the most was that he had lost his sense of taste, not that he was so concerned about food, annoying and all that it was, the real worry was he could no longer taste beer and recounted all the brands he has tried in order to rediscover its taste, it was a pretty extensive list!
I joked with him now was the time to try all the foods he didn't like and recounted my distaste for parsnips, he said that his was for tripe. Then he mentioned two things that he could still taste.
Any guesses?
A clue - there is a God.
He told me last week that he was having his bag removed, pointing to one hanging from his side. When he came in today I greeted him thusly.
"G'day Hoover (well known vacuum)."
Puzzled look on face, "What do you mean?"
"You're bagless now!"
Well unfortunately it wasn't completely so. The bag that was removed was the chemo bag, his other bag was still in place and would be forever. Still we had a bit of a laugh. He told us a couple of the side effects of chemotherapy too. The one thing that bugged him the most was that he had lost his sense of taste, not that he was so concerned about food, annoying and all that it was, the real worry was he could no longer taste beer and recounted all the brands he has tried in order to rediscover its taste, it was a pretty extensive list!
I joked with him now was the time to try all the foods he didn't like and recounted my distaste for parsnips, he said that his was for tripe. Then he mentioned two things that he could still taste.
Any guesses?
A clue - there is a God.
8 Comments:
but hoovers do have bags.
don't call him dyson next time.
I can't even begin to think of the two things he can still taste?
My own personal god would leave me with bread and champagne.
how about Vegemite?????
Hrm, I'm going to go with things that have strong scents and flavours...
Chocolate in some shape or form, and vegemite?
Perhaps a Dyson – the original bagless. A god or dog/ please tell me he wasn't eating dog.
Hi sam, hoover, dyson, wertheim, I'm all confused now. The one thing I do know about vacuuming is that it's got to have a power head.
Hi ellie, very good, chocolate was right, but no, not the vegemite. He told us that he made himself a cheese and vegemite sandwhich but couldn't taste a thing.
Hi ed, ahh the dog - the dyslexic's deity.
Well if it's your god/dog, Neil, can he still taste mushrooms?
i believe the bagless sander is also pretty useful.
I would have hoped for wine and bread.
Hi tanna, the same as sam! What he could taste was chocolate and red wine.
Hi reb, missed you huh. The bagless sander is indeed useful, last time I painted it was me!
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