Five free credits for royalty-free stock photography at iStockPhoto to the first person who can identify what the scribblings in this picture represent.
Note: Immediate family members of John Dewey Remy are not eligible to participate in this quiz.
Test Your Brilliance (or Life Experience).
Posted by John on January 9th, 2007 at 9:31 am · 11 Comments
11 responses so far ↓
1 John // Jan 9, 2007 at 12:05 pm
Any guesses? Anyone?
2 John White // Jan 9, 2007 at 1:45 pm
A horrible coping mechanism for the worst night of fire-alarm testing ever.
3 Watt Mahoun // Jan 9, 2007 at 1:47 pm
This notes the duration and frequency of a mother’s labor contractions.
4 pilgrimgirl // Jan 9, 2007 at 2:10 pm
Hey JohnW, you’re not too far off, really. But Watt is even closer.
Yes, I think the ‘worst night of fire alarm testing ever’ is a pretty apt analogy for labor.
5 Watt Mahoun // Jan 9, 2007 at 2:15 pm
So what’s the good news here? Come on… out with it.
6 Miko // Jan 9, 2007 at 2:34 pm
wow, if that really is for your most recent alarm test (I can’t remember which is younger…and I won’t attempt to guess for fear of insulting either or both), what this really represents is one anal-retentive father-to-be…altho, I could be worse: it could be an excel spreadsheet
7 John // Jan 9, 2007 at 2:36 pm
*RINGRINGRINGRINGRINGRINGRINGRINGRINGRING*
And we have a winner!
Watt guessed it. The good news happened almost 13 years ago. Jana was pregnant with GameBoy (10 days late). We went to the hospital in the morning and the nurse sent us away, saying that we should only return when the contractions were truly regular. The intervals (the circled numbers to the left) never got regular enough to satisfy the nurse. Finally Jana called her OB/GYN in tears, and a few hours later, GameBoy entered the world properly.
I’m sure that Jana will have a few things to add (or correct) to this account.
Watt gets the iStockPhoto images. If no one had guessed the answer, I would’ve given them to JW for provoking loud laughter in the cubicle.
8 John // Jan 9, 2007 at 2:37 pm
When I found this sheet this morning, it took me a minute to remember what all these numbers meant (and that we didn’t own a stop watch at the time).
9 Elise // Jan 9, 2007 at 4:53 pm
Hang on to that, John! As one who is quite sentimental about simple things such as this, I can only imagine that GameBoy will - 10 or 15 or 20 years from now - appreciate the documentation of his near-pending existence.
10 pilgrimgirl // Jan 9, 2007 at 10:21 pm
JohnR: I think you got most of the details correct. A lesson learned from my first labor experience: if the nurse tells you you can’t go to the hospital until the contractions are completely regular, after about 28 hours of times like those above, bawling on the phone when you talk to your OB is a good way to override nasty admissions nurses (oh, and then we get to the hospital and they realize that I’m like at 7 cm and everyone starts rushing round real fast. Ok, that’s probably TMI).
With #2 we didn’t even bother with the pseudo-stopwatch technique. I was too busy gorging myself in the hospital cafeteria to worry about timing of anything (can I just tell you the sheer glory go watching one’s belly go from watermelon to flat with one big push? It’s enough to inspire a huge round of french fries and donuts in the most strict of calorie-counters).
11 Joe // Jan 10, 2007 at 6:57 am
Darn, I found this too late. I was going to guess that it was the time (and frequency) it takes for John to order a new book online, from when he first sees it listed, to when he presses “Submit Order”.
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