Yesterday, Sissy had to have surgery. It wasn’t a life threatening situation but it did require anesthesia. Later in the day, she complained that she could taste monkey breath and she did NOT like it! I had NO idea what that was about so I decided to ignore it.
Then, this morning, the surgeon called to check up on her and I told him that she was great except she did not like the monkey breath. And I expected him to laugh with me. But instead, he says something like, yeah I could see that. :: awkward silence :: Then he explains that the anesthesiologist uses that phrase to explain the smell of the gas to his younger patients as they go to sleep. OH! Lol I felt pretty silly after that!
LOL!! Glad you’re all clear on that now. 🙂