Some years ago, I had Intensity Modulated Radiation Therapy for one tumor that is not in my liver but hangs out between my liver and my stomach. The IMRT appointments were for five days a week for six weeks. Thirty treatments in all. Every day when I went in, I had to give my name and birthdate a couple of times--at reception and before getting set up for the treatment. I got tired of always saying, "My name is Rebecca Guinn, my birthdate is 5/18/58." So one day, I said, "I'm Ethel Mertz, my birthdate is 5/18/58." The technician didn't know who Ethel Mertz was and had to be schooled. I also used Jane Jetson, Wilma Flintstone, Betty Rubble, Dorothy Zbornak, and if I was feeling crabby, Lucy Van Pelt. For twenty of the thirty days, I chose to be someone other than Becky. It gave my technician a chuckle and a challenge, and it lightened my load considerably. This came to mind because I've had a plethora of appointments and procedures lately and I'm now thinking I should pull some of my secret identities into the fore.
There are days when I just need something funny to distract myself. This video is one of those funnies that I watch and rewatch just for the jollies. I also love showing this to others and watching them chuckle in all the right places. So for your enjoyment, meet Andy Griffith.
Love it!! Love you. Hugs, Dear Cousin!
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