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My 33 year old son,Jimmy had to go to the Dr's office for a colonoscopy and to get his esophagus stretched at the same time. This is considered surgery, so he was given anesthetic. When he woke up, he was given a picture of his colon and one of his esophagus before and after the procedure. He asked the nurse for other pictures to compare them. When she said she didn't have any more pictures, he was very upset. I convinced him it wouldn't matter latter after he woke up completely.

When we got to the waiting room, it was full of people, but Jimmy refused to leave without one of their "nice pens"(white with prilosec written on it) He held the door open, but would not go out. Everyone in the waiting room was watching, while the wind blew their hair and books. I finally told his son, who was with us to ask for an ink pen, so Jimmy would leave. He got his ink pen and we left . After getting into the car, he said he was starving, from being on soft liquids for three days. He wanted to go to a Mexican Restaurant, and eat the food there. I tried to talk him out of it because I knew he wasn't acting right and he was staggering really bad.

I finally told his 15 yr. old son to go in with him and I would park the car and join them. They brought our menus and Jimmy couldn't think clearly enough to order, so his son ordered for him. While waiting for our food, Jimmy said he couldn't believe the Dr. didn't do anything for him. I said, "He did. He stretched your esophagus". He said but he didn't do anything about my butt. I said, shh, people are eating". He said "I just said butt, not ass. "Whoops now I said ass" Then he started laughing uncontrollably. He was stuffing his mouth full of chips and chewing with his mouth open. All of a sudden, he stopped eating and started crying and sobbing I asked him why he was crying, and he said "because I'm hungry". I told him that he had food to eat. He said"Oh" and wiped his eyes and started to eat again. I sneaked and called the Dr's office and was told that he was having a reaction to the anesthetic and if he didn't get better soon, to bring him to the ER for a shot to counteract the anesthetic.

We finally got through and the waiter brought us the bill. Jimmy looked at it and said," That's too much. don't give them a tip. I told his son to take my credit card and pay the bill. Jimmy got up and I followed him to the counter. He reached over and got three ink pens and stuck them in his inside coat pocket. I asked him what he was doing. He said they overcharged for the food, so I'm taking their pens.

When we got into the car, I reminded him that he was supposed to call his dad and let him know the surgery went okay. He called and told his dad that the restaraunt just charged us $70 for our food and $50 tip. I tried to tell him that he was mistaken, but he didn't believe me.

When we got home, his son told him to lay down and get some rest. He said no, I'm going to lay down and sleep. He slept for several hours and after he woke up, I told him what he had done and he couldn't believe it. He said he vaguely remembered being in the mexican restaraunt, and I had to pull the ink pens out for proof of what he had down. He said he didn't know until that day that he liked ink pens so well.

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