HNT - May The Bird Of Paradise Fly Up Your Nose

On Monday I had surgery. Septioplasty and Bilateral Inferior Turbinectomy to be specific. (Gee, I can't believe how many times I've said and typed those long bizarre words this week). The surgery was to correct my deviated septum.

Due to my obsessive commitment to a weekly HNT post, the minute I got home from my surgery (it was day surgery - I went under the knife at about 11:30 AM and was home by 3:00 PM) I grabbed the camera and snapped this picture.

This was the first of many many bloody bandages (And unlike our good friend Osbasso, I didn't also take a shot of the bloody gauze when I took it off - you can thank me later)

The next day, a beautiful flower arrangement arrived from my colleagues at work. I was amused and delighted to see they had sent me a "Bird of Paradise" flower arrangement. You know, like the old Little Jimmy Dickens song "May The Bird of Paradise Fly Up Your Nose"

You don't need to click on the picture to see that my schnoz is still quite swollen. Most of the bleeding has stopped and I'm almost now able to breathe through it. As for the pain -- well there's Tylenol with codeine.

And for your lyrical pleasure, here are the lyrics to the song performed by Little Jimmy Dickens and written by Neal Merritt.

May The Bird Of Paradise Fly Up Your Nose
(Words & Music by Neal Merritt)

One fine day as I was a-walkin' down the street
Spied a beggar man with rags upon his feet
Took a penny from my pocket
In his tin cup I did drop it
I heard him say as I made my retreat

CHORUS
"May the bird of paradise fly up your nose"
"May an elephant caress you with his toes"
"May your wife be plagued with runners in her hose"
"May the bird of paradise fly up your nose"

The laundry man is really on his toes
Found a hundred-dollar bill among my clothes
When he called me I came a-runnin'
Gave him back his dime for phonin'
I heard him sayin' as I turned to go

CHORUS

I was way behind one day to catch the train
Taxi driver said "We'll make it just the same"
The speed cop made it with us
And as he wrote out the ticket
I stood by politely a-waitin' for my change

CHORUS