Along those lines, I was getting a colonoscopy, it happened to be a month after Michael died. The anesthetist asked me if I wanted anesthetic, or wanted to do it straight with no drugs. Of course, the medical community was abuzz with the fact that an MD had administered this drug in a private residence, as it is supposed to be given only in an Operating Room. In fact the doc was later brought up on criminal charges.
I replied "I want the stuff Michael Jackson had. I want the Propofol."
Little medical joke.
The anesthetist laughed her ass off.
