On 4/24/06, Srini Ramakrishnan <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote:
> P.S. I have a very poor memory for names - it does sound hopeless if I
> can't remember the name of a specialist who treated me less than 7
> months ago.
It must have been the happy drugs that they injected into your veins,
Cheeni. IIRC, it *was* Dr. Srinivas. Boy! What an adventure we had
when you almost killed me on my birthday. It was hilarious when we had
to sit outside the clinic for an hour and the assistant to the doc was
happily buzzing away at patients with her x-ray machine with
absolutely no protection from stray radiation.
Thaths
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