The Best Medicine

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Henri de Mondeville (1260-1320), a French professor of surgery, came to the brilliant conclusion that smiles and laughter are vital ingredients in helping people heal following surgery.  He believed so strongly in this concept that he told jokes to his patients following their medical procedures. (I’ll assume after the anesthesia wore off.)

I’m not a scientist, but I believe in the power of laughter to reduce stress, depression, and anxiety.  My own experiences tell me that I can go from a pretty lousy mood to a positive one with a few laughs.

I thought about that idea the other day when reading another hilarious post by blogger Bossy Babe (BB). https://bosssybabe.wordpress.com/2021/02/24/game-over/ The condensed version of her post is that BB injured herself while having a pillow fight with her husband.  She faced that unenviable position of having to seek medical attention while risking possible humiliation when the doctor would inevitably ask, “So how did you get hurt?”

I immediately pictured the doctor doubled over in hysterics and then wandering out to the waiting room to exclaim to the rest of his waiting patients, “Hey people!  I know there’s such a thing as patient confidentiality, but this is just too good not to share.”

I momentarily considered trying to set up a pay-per-view event for the rematch between BB and her hubby.  Could it be any worse than some of the stuff that qualifies as “reality TV” these days? 

BB’s story made me think of a few past incidents when I hurt myself under (cough cough) “questionable circumstances.”  The first such memory comes from 5th grade.  I was deceptively quick for a chubby kid and surprised more than one opponent by running faster than him in the fifty-yard hurdles. I competed in the most unlikely duo of events—the hurdles and the shot put.

Like other boys my age, I was forever running through the house like a wild man carrying a football and juking out the recliner, the coffee table, and any other furniture that happened to be in my way.  When tiring of that, I’d grab a mini basketball and dribble my way through the house, leaping up to shoot at an imaginary basket.  I don’t have any memory of this, but I can only imagine I waited until my parents were out of the house. 

On one such occasion, I landed awkwardly and rolled my ankle.  I tweaked it so badly I can remember having to crawl to bed. By the next day, the foot had swelled considerably, and Mom took me in for an x-ray.  While I escaped a broken ankle, I somehow managed to break my pinky toe.  Don’t believe that old nursery rhyme about going wee, wee, wee all the way home.  That little piggy wasn’t going anywhere.  It’s one thing to hurt yourself in an actual basketball game, but it takes tremendous skill to harm oneself against an imaginary opponent.

In seventh grade, I had my first crush on the irresistible Lee Ann Dodge.  I’m sure I was not the only one competing for Lee Ann’s affections, but I had the inside track–not because I was better looking or smarter than the rest of the chumps, but because Lee Ann was my neighbor.  I threw all of my sophisticated charms at her (in other words, my Neanderthal moves) to get her attention.  As I was riding my bike past her house one day, she was out in her yard doing gymnastics with another girl.  I glanced her way to make sure she was eyeballing the cool kid riding down the street with no hands.  What girl can resist a sophisticated daredevil?  Precisely at that moment, I ran into a parked car and took a header, hitting the back of the vehicle and rolling onto the pavement.  Little did I know, I was starting my career as a stunt man.  I was bleeding from several cuts, but the only thing that hurt seriously was my pride.  The cool factor had gone out the window.  I picked myself up and sheepishly rode off in shame into the sunset with a badly bent bike frame.  Lee Ann had dodged (pun intended) another bullet.

There were so many times I humiliated myself as an elementary teacher.  Some of that comes with the territory when you teach kids, and at other moments I brought this on myself by accident.  Before the Christmas break, each of the classes would perform for the Winter Program.  It always struck me as comical when only a handful of parents showed up when we had Science Night, Math Night, or some other curriculum area.  However, when it came to Halloween or the Winter Program, the parking lot was overflowing with cars. 

For years the cafeteria, which doubled as our room for assemblies, was packed as many parents wanted to see their child perform.  Space and visibility were a huge issue every year for parents and kids alike.

Years later, we came up with a brilliant solution.  Why not have two Winter Programs?  The first one was for the other kids in the school (no parents), and the second one was for the parents (no other classes attended).  It worked magnificently.  On the Friday before the two-week winter break, the parents came to watch their children perform.  Each class stayed in their room until called out for their five-minute performance.  We got so good at it that each class had a designated time, so parents didn’t have to sit through all of the other presentations just to see their child.

We were in the middle of making ornaments when it was our turn.  That wouldn’t usually have been a problem except thirty- seconds before the call, I had a bottle of tempera paint explode (the plastic bottle shattered when I was squeezing it), and a mountain of brown suddenly covered my shirt and pants.  It wasn’t some little dab of paint—I looked ridiculous.  As they say in show business, the show must go on.  I led my class out and introduced their performance while looking like I had just rolled in dog excrement, much to the parents’ amusement. Maybe I should have lost the paint-covered shirt and joined Patrick Swayze and Chris Farley in this classic Saturday Night Live sketch. 

Finally, as some of my fellow bloggers and friends can attest to, I’m at the age where mysterious aches and pains happen without rhyme or reason.  Who knew that sleeping could be hazardous to one’s health?  A few years back, I was out with my family at a nice restaurant when I felt a sneeze coming on.  I’m not talking about a little one. This gesundheit was the type that shakes the roof.  Not wanting to sneeze all over someone’s steak or seafood, I suppressed the explosive outburst.  Suddenly, a spasm of pain seared through my body, practically bringing me to my knees.  Two hours later, I was at the ER trying to explain to the doctor how I had hurt myself. 

Look what you started, BB.  Your confession brought all of this to the surface.  I don’t know of any bloggers recovering from surgery, but I hope I provided you with a few chuckles at my expense.  If you’ve gotten this far, fellow readers, I invite you to have your own therapy session here for free. We’ve all had those moments where we think, “I’m sure glad nobody saw that.”  

97 thoughts on “The Best Medicine

  1. A terrific post! We all have humiliating moments in our lives – otherwise, how can you live? Thanks for sharing all of that!

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    1. petespringerauthor March 7, 2021 — 3:37 pm

      A little humiliation reminds us to keep humble. Thanks for commenting, John. I always enjoy all of your food and music posts.

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  2. This is hilarious, Pete! I can just picture you doing these things 🙂 I tend to forget all of the embarrassing moments in my life, but I do remember breaking my pinky toe as well when I was 15 because someone knocked on the door and I sprinted to my room because I was sitting in the dining room in my underwear. To this day, have to crack this toe frequently.

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    1. petespringerauthor March 7, 2021 — 3:41 pm

      Part of the humor of these situations is the classic cover-up after the fail. I once saw a guy get so pissed off on the golf course that he threw his club into the water. I’m sure he was embarrassed when he looked up and saw me. He immediately went into cover-up mode and pretended it was an accident. 🤣

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  3. I broke my little toe years ago chasing my husband and getting it caught in the door frame. Other injuries will remain secret!

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    1. petespringerauthor March 7, 2021 — 3:43 pm

      I’m surprised to hear how many people have also broken that toe. We have to laugh at ourselves sometimes.

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      1. Until I answered your post I had never shared it. I guess your post allowed me finally to realize what a silly way it was to break a toe.

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      2. petespringerauthor March 8, 2021 — 1:45 pm

        Of course, there are secrets we’ll go to our grave with, but lately, it feels like I’m going to confession.🤣

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      3. I broke my little toe tripping over a freeweight.

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      4. petespringerauthor March 8, 2021 — 6:49 pm

        I feel bad liking your comment. That sounds sooooo painful! I had no idea when I started this that I would hear from so many people who have broken that toe. I thought it was a rarity.

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  4. Pete, I think you take the cake on detailing these kinds of hilarious moments. Thanks for the chuckle – the old age memories made me laugh the hardest!

    NJ

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    1. petespringerauthor March 7, 2021 — 3:47 pm

      Yes, nobody tells you these things when you’re younger. I wonder what percentage of accidents occur in someone’s own home? I’m sure the doctors have heard it all.

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  5. Haha omg that sneeze of a lifetime sounds like it was a terrible terrible time in the ER and very embarrassing! I dunno what would have been worse, that or sneezing all over (I guess your scenario was less embarrassing in my j books lol)… Thanks for detailing all your embarrassing tales, they were so fun to read!! Lol..

    My husband and I did end up having an unintended rematch the next time, and he knocked his nose against my knee by accident (by his own doing lol) and he got a bloody nose.. Lol some might call that KARMA 😂😭😉

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    1. petespringerauthor March 7, 2021 — 3:53 pm

      He lost a couple of points on his man card.🤣 You can’t go around telling your buddies that your wife gave you a bloody nose. Thanks for the inspiration for this post, Bossy Babe. I’ve had plenty of practice humiliating myself, and I’ve gotten to the point where most things don’t bother me.

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  6. I had to laugh at your moments, Pete. I have had so many it is hard to relate just one. Anyway, I did get a kick out of yours. Thanks for sharing.

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    1. petespringerauthor March 7, 2021 — 4:00 pm

      Right, John. I could write a book because there are so many other incidents. I remember my friends back in high school and college paying one another to do dumb things, similar to the TV show, Impractical Jokers.

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      1. We used to do dumb things without any pay opportunities,

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  7. So funny and sorry at the same time! We never forget those moments and we all have them!

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    1. petespringerauthor March 7, 2021 — 4:01 pm

      Right, Beth. It’s just some of us manage to make a fool of ourselves in public.

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      1. i’ve done the same )

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  8. this was a fun post to read, Pete. Thanks for sharing Bossy Babe’s and yours misfortunes. It’s always nice to know that you are not the only having such embarrassing moments.

    I’m guessing Lee Ann was out in the front yard doing gymnastics trying to attract your attention, and you just didn’t pick up on the clues. She probably felt bad for distracting you.

    Here’s to laughing at ourselves!

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    1. petespringerauthor March 7, 2021 — 4:04 pm

      I was pretty clueless when it came to girls. Okay, I’m going with your reasoning about Lee Ann. That makes me feel a whole lot better.🤣

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      1. no one has ever come to me for advice on girls. But that’s the sort of fantasy I would have told myself if that had happened to me…

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      2. petespringerauthor March 7, 2021 — 6:21 pm

        That’s what the mothers used to tell their daughters, Jim. “Someday, if you play your cards right, you’ll meet a nice economics professor, and then don’t let go. You know those guys don’t grow on trees!

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      3. just another myth perpetuated by mothers… 🙂

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  9. Laughing at yourself is pretty good medicine as well. These incidents are all very funny, thanks for sharing.

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    1. petespringerauthor March 7, 2021 — 4:07 pm

      I find it curious why most of us give ourselves permission to make a fool of ourselves the older we get. When we were teens, it seemed there was nothing more mortifying than humiliating ourselves in front of our peers.

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  10. So good to laugh at ourselves, and I will remember the sneeze incident! I have had a few strange injuries, as most people have I guess. You don’t get a lot of sympathy for having to go to the doctors for either a snowball fight or a toothpick injury…

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    1. petespringerauthor March 7, 2021 — 4:10 pm

      One of my former colleagues tells a story about a kid in her class who was putting the eraser end of his pencil in his ear. The eraser broke off and despite everything they tried, it got lodged in there. He had to go to the ER to get it removed.

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      1. I can believe it! I stepped on a toothpick that got wedged in the ball of my foot and I was on crutches for three days. A toothpick injury gets a lot of laughs and I sympathy!

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  11. Hilarious! Thanks for the guffaws.

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    1. petespringerauthor March 7, 2021 — 4:11 pm

      It’s a rough job, Laura, but somebody’s got to do it. Thanks for reading.

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  12. Perfect, Pete. Humor is a wonderful elixir. Thanks to my husband, we often laugh at ourselves–and each other.

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    1. petespringerauthor March 7, 2021 — 4:14 pm

      Spouses come in handy that way.🤣 I have a friend who likes to tease her husband and say she married him because he was the only one klutzier than her.

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      1. OK, borrowing that one…

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  13. Some hilarious memories here, Pete, and I think we can all sympathise with you. I remember once walking down some stairs at work alongside my boss, on our way to see the MD. I was distracted by the sight of a pretty woman I’d been trying to get to know, waiting to let us pass. I missed my footing, did a complete forward roll and ended up back on my feet beside my boss, without missing a beat. He asked me afterwards why that nice young woman was doubled up in hysterics. I never did get to know her, but the story got round the office like wildfire.

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    1. petespringerauthor March 7, 2021 — 4:16 pm

      The best part of that story is ending up back on your feet next to your boss, Clive. Nothing quite like being the subject of everyone’s humor at the office.

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      1. He had no idea what had happened until I told him afterwards. We had an all male team, who knew I fancied that young woman: I was mocked mercilessly!

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      2. petespringerauthor March 7, 2021 — 4:22 pm

        Sounds like some of my buddies.

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      3. I’d imagine that groups of guys are probably like that everywhere 😉

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  14. Oh my goodness, I’ve had several of those moments myself, including tearing a ligament in my ankle while sneezing and stepping off a curb, and almost breaking my nose when I walked into a closed glass door at work.🤦🏻‍♀️

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    1. petespringerauthor March 7, 2021 — 4:19 pm

      Another injury from sneezing. I’m glad that I wasn’t the only one. I’ll bet people get hurt quite often by taking a misstep off the curb. Thanks for sharing, Kim!

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  15. LOL! A fun post! Reminds me of a quote, “If you can’t laugh at yourself, call me I will laugh at you!” Glad though that you know the value in laughter and that you shared your stories with us! I call laughter my coping mechanism in life. It really does relieve stress and its just plain fun and I give myself plenty of times to laugh at myself!

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    1. petespringerauthor March 7, 2021 — 4:20 pm

      My mom had a good sense of humor, and I consider myself lucky to have inherited that quality. Much better to laugh at ourselves from time to time.

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  16. That was a fun post, Pete. It got me thinking about what silly things I’ve seen you do over the decades, but fortunately for you, I have a bad memory!! I hope the same is true for you. Laughter really is a mood changer and I read somewhere that “Laughter might be the only contagious thing that you actually want to catch.” Bring it on!

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    1. petespringerauthor March 7, 2021 — 7:25 pm

      I’m definitely grateful for the gift of laughter. It does get us through some tough spots. There were so many times at school I thought, “I can’t actually believe I’m doing this,” in terms of all of the dress-up days and shenanigans. I really had no shame there because I liked to have fun with my students. On Backwards Day, I wore my tighty whities over my jeans and walked around campus teaching like that all day. 😊

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  17. I love this! Laughter is absolutely the best medicine, especially in teaching. There are so many goofy teacher moments that keep me laughing (thank goodness). Yes, I am the klutz, the spiller. Last week was glitter. When things are too funny, and we laugh so hard that we need to pee, one of my fellow teachers will look at me and say, “There will be no clean-up on aisle seven.” Well, that multiplies the laugher! When teachers bond, we become a real family, and children pick up on that. Through laughter, teachers and children connect. I smile as I write this, because it is true and has many wonderful memories. Bring on the laughter!

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    1. petespringerauthor March 7, 2021 — 7:32 pm

      Absolutely! I used to laugh with my students all the time—the key element being “with them” rather than “at them.” My coworkers and I had some of those pee in your pants moments. The inspiration for my book title came partly from those interactions with kids when they would catch themselves calling me “mom” or even “grandma,” and they would start laughing. I’m glad that you have such a good working environment with people you like, respect, and can have fun with. It does make all the difference.

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      1. Always ‘with them’! When a teaching team and also the children can laugh, together, it is contagious and spreads joy. It definitely makes all the difference. I love when they call me ‘mom’. 🙂

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      2. petespringerauthor March 8, 2021 — 7:21 am

        The ultimate compliment, my friend. Have a great week teaching!

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      3. Yes, it is! Best to you, my friend.

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  18. Hi, Pete – Laughter truly is the best medicine. Thank you for giving us a double-dose!! 😀

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    1. petespringerauthor March 7, 2021 — 7:39 pm

      There are so many things to smile and laugh about. Why suppress it? I was just thinking about the time I went to traffic court to dispute a ticket I got. It was Halloween, and many of the people in the courtroom (not the court officials) were dressed up. I don’t think the judge found it that funny, but can you imagine the clerk calling someone’s name and Little Bo Peep comes to the front of the court to have her case heard?

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  19. These are great! And count yourself lucky; I pulled a similar bike trick and ended up without most of my two front teeth!

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    1. petespringerauthor March 7, 2021 — 10:37 pm

      Extremely lucky, Chel. That could have turned out far worse than just a dose of humiliation. Can you believe that I used to take my class (even as young as 2nd graders) on a bike ride? With my sixth-graders, we rode crosstown for five miles and then later back to school. It wasn’t a staggering distance but an immense responsibility.

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      1. Oh, that makes me so paranoid these days! It really sounds fun, though. 🚲

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  20. Very entertaining Pete.. I am a firm believer in laughter being a cure all.. and I had my own incident with bike that involved a boy and a gravel pit (still have the scars). Keep laughing..x

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    1. petespringerauthor March 8, 2021 — 7:26 am

      What is it about bikes that gave us a false sense of security? 🤣 I would never dream of turning my head when I’m driving for more than a split second. I actually have a memory of watching the road as a kid when my dad was driving because he would crane his neck to look at some bird for longer than he should have.

      I think we need to hear more about this boy, Sally. “Gus and the Gravel Pit” has a nice ring to it for your next novel. 🤣

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      1. Lol.. sadly he will never know of my devotion as he was oblivious to my plight and did not even come to help a damsel in distress…I was certainly more careful about where I was going from then on…hugsxx

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  21. Loved your post. I was a tomboy and ran wild with my brothers. I believe my brother Jack is lucky he lived through childhood. I never knew of anyone who could top his crazy ideas. He was hyper and on the run constantly. I have many stories of his eacapades.

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    1. petespringerauthor March 8, 2021 — 7:29 am

      If that was my brother, I’d tease him about all of the blackmail material I have on him. The problem is he could probably say the same. 😊 My group of elementary friends always had room for a tomboy if she could swing a baseball bat or shoot a basketball.

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      1. I could swing that baseball bat and was on a basketball team for awihile. Loved to climb trees, romp through the woods, ride dirt brikes across the desert. My brother was a mess, but I guess I was too. Ha Childhood was a lot of fun.

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  22. Mission accomplished, Pete. You had me laughing. I’ve had plenty of similar experiences along with plenty of those aches and pains, including stepping in a buried hole and twisting BOTH ankles. 🙂

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    1. petespringerauthor March 8, 2021 — 7:32 am

      Haha! I’m laughing with you, Mae, not at you. I can’t say I’ve ever had both ankles twisted simultaneously. Never say never, Springer. There’s still time!

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  23. Great share! 😂🤣 Laughing all the way…oh the crazy things we do! xo

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    1. petespringerauthor March 8, 2021 — 1:48 pm

      Thanks, Bette. I am the poster child for what not to do. I guess we all have things like this, but I feel like I’ve had more than my fair share.

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      1. We’re all right there bumbling along with you, Pete! 🙂 xo

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  24. It took a long time for me to be able to laugh at myself. And now I find great joy in it lol!! Thanks for sharing your funny times as I needed a laugh on this Monday! Wishing you a wonderful week, Pete 🙂

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    1. petespringerauthor March 8, 2021 — 5:05 pm

      Happy International Women’s Day! Keep up all of your valuable work in that area, Christy.

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      1. Thank you for your continued support, Pete!

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  25. A very refreshing post, Pete. it’s great to hear about your humiliating moments – it makes me feel not so bad about my own. Toni x

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    1. petespringerauthor March 8, 2021 — 5:10 pm

      Then my job here is done. 🤣 I have yet to meet the person who hasn’t ended up with a little egg on their face from time to time.

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  26. I love this post, Pete! I’m the world’s biggest klutz (or I was until I read your post :)) One time, hubby and I were out camping and I sat in one of those mesh chairs. All of a sudden, it let go and I fell through! My arms and legs were waving at the sky and I’m sure my face was fifty shades of red, lol. Hubby laughed so hard he doubled over and couldn’t even help me get out of the thing until he regained control.
    Another time, I was carrying a water bottle (5 gallon) through our yard to take inside and tripped on thin air. My hand went through the side of the bottle and I went down hard on my back- don’t ask me how I managed that! I lay there blinking for a minute, then hurried to lift my head and see if anyone saw me go down. Thank goodness, no!
    Thanks for the laughter, a great way to start the week 🙂

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    1. petespringerauthor March 8, 2021 — 5:14 pm

      Now, don’t you feel better that you got that all of your chest, Jacquie. Oh, yeah, we test the laws of physics sometimes. I think it’s great that you can laugh it all off. Much healthier than pretending we’re perfect.

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  27. Well, I’m still laughing at the little pig crying wee, wee, wee all the way home! As for the SNL sketch, it’s rather disturbing.

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    1. petespringerauthor March 8, 2021 — 6:53 pm

      Yes, it was probably a poor choice of clips. After I watched it over, I didn’t find it funny. The wee wee wee is more my speed.

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  28. I 100% agree Pete, Laughter is great medicine, and glad I dropped by tonight for some here. Your mini tales were hilarious and genuine. I cracked right up at the bike trick and your wounded ego with the girl next door. Your stories need to go in a book. 🙂

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    1. petespringerauthor March 8, 2021 — 8:06 pm

      Pretty hard to look suave and sophisticated after that epic fail. I know our senses of humor are similar because many of your Facebook posts crack me up.

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      1. LOL, and why we connected as friends. 🙂

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  29. I laugh all the time, Pete. I remember on one trip back to Hong Kong, I called up a friend and he couldn’t recognize me. I didn’t want to reveal my name for the longest time. Finally, I couldn’t hold it any longer and laughed out loud. As soon as I laughed, he said, “It’s Miriam, I recognize your laugh.”
    I also laughed at myself for anything that went wrong. One time, on Halloween day, we had a parade in the neighborhood. When we circled back to school, classes had a choice of participating in a costume contest on the playground or returning to the classrooms if they didn’t. My class participated in it, but I followed my next-door’s class which didn’t. I had to re-route to go back to the playground. Afterward, I laughed and talked about that in the staff lounge many many times about following the wrong leader. 🙂

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    1. petespringerauthor March 8, 2021 — 10:01 pm

      Sharing laughs with friends is what makes it all the funnier, especially when you and a friend get a case of giggles. I feel the stress go right out of my body with laughter. One of the things I liked about teaching 6th grade was that you can joke around with them differently than you can with the younger kids. One of the ways I got some of the shyest kids to get over stage fright was to get up in front of the class and tell them a joke or a riddle.

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  30. Love the Lee Ann Dodge story! A young teacher friend of mine dislocated her jaw when she was sick one evening. She tried to phone for help, but couldn’t speak. She had a friend in the same apartment block and knocked on her door and when it was answered all she could do was stand there, with vomit down her pyjamas and her mouth hanging open. Her friend eventually realised what had happened, took her to the hospital and her jaw was clicked back into place. They still find it funny!

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    1. petespringerauthor March 9, 2021 — 8:14 am

      I’ve never heard of anyone having a dislocated jaw. That sounds awful, considering all of the things that we use our jaw for (e.g., talking, eating, etc.) I’m sure it wasn’t funny at the time, but it’s good that they can look back now and appreciate the humor in the situation.

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  31. Mondeville was ahead of his time, wasn’t he? I totally agree with you, Pete, that laughter and joy are great for healing and good health. And life in general. Your post demonstrates how important it is to be able to laugh at ourselves… Our own lives can be an endless source of entertainment when we come at it with the right attitude. Thanks for the intro to BB’s blog and for sharing some gaffs of your own. 😀

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    1. petespringerauthor March 9, 2021 — 8:29 am

      I don’t know if you’ve seen the movie Patch Adams (with Robin Williams), but that movie is based on the same concept of using humor in what is often a traditionally joyless setting. As far as gaffes, I think my picture is in the dictionary under that. I like Bossy Babe’s blog because she pokes a lot of fun at herself and all of the challenges parents face in raising a toddler.

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      1. I have seen that movie. 🙂 But it’s been years. I’ll have to see if it’s around.

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  32. Your introduction brings to light how humour, smiles and laughter as medicine is not a new concept. I already love Bossy Babe and I have not even met her (yet). Ha, ha….pinky toe and wee, wee, wee….sorry about the pain….still ha ha. Much scarier on your bike. I have always wondered about suppressing sneezes, and you answered this one for me, Pete. I will visit Bossy Babe next.🙂 My quick contribution is how my 2-year-old granddaughter put a tic tac up her nose while I was driving on a Vancouver freeway. (My first and unedited blog post). What it reminded me of is a friend’s child putting a “Nerd” (candy kind – not computer kind) up her nose and she had to explain this to the emergency room doctor. Thank you for sharing an entertaining post, Pete. The best medicine!

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    1. petespringerauthor March 9, 2021 — 3:38 pm

      Tic Tacs and Nerds—I’m sure the doctors have seen it all. We don’t think about mentioning those types of things to our kids/grandkids because sticking candy up our noses is not the first thing that comes to mind. I don’t know if you saw my response to Dorothy above. I have a teaching friend who had a student who got an eraser lodged into his ear canal. So scary that he had to go to ER.

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      1. Oh, my goodness! Like you say, doctors have seen it all. The other grandparents began the tic tac treat in the car tradition. I have no idea where the thought of putting it in her nose came about. Grandparent freak out moment…..screeching to the side of the road…..only a funny story in the future….

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  33. Lol, Pete! I loved this post. Being able to laugh at ourselves is often therapeutic and helps us survive humiliation. 🙂

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    1. petespringerauthor March 10, 2021 — 8:39 am

      We can either withdraw and be glad that nobody else saw us or confess and throw ourselves upon the mercy of the court. I’m going with the latter because I like to laugh, even if I’m the butt of the joke. 😎

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  34. Again I am like the white rabbit… I don’t how I missed confession time, Pete I think we all have those in our closet when we remember and cringe and what I don’t remember my kids very kindly remind me…sigh…I have always thought laughter is the best medicine and preferably at yourself …I have plenty I can laugh at…Great post 🙂 xx

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    1. petespringerauthor March 19, 2021 — 10:01 pm

      This is a safe zone, Carol. We don’t make anyone confess unless they want to.🤣 I’m sure that I’ve made up for more than my share.

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  35. You are so right about laughter, Pete.
    I call that kind of sneeze a “bless you and everybody around you” sneeze. 😀 Hugs on the wing.

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    1. petespringerauthor March 23, 2021 — 6:37 pm

      If you ever need any good material, you know where to come. I’m sure that won’t be the last faux pas for me. It’s getting to be that tieing my shoes is risky behavior.

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