Three roses


A sexually active woman tells her plastic surgeon that she wants her vaginal lips reduced in size because they are too loose and floppy.

Three roses

Out of embarrassment she insists that the surgery be kept a secret and the surgeon agreed.

Awakening from the anesthesia after the surgery she sees three roses carefully placed beside her on the bedside table.

Outraged, she immediately calls in the doctor, “I thought I asked you not to tell anyone about my operation!”

The surgeon tells her that he has carried out her wish for confidentiality and that the first rose is from him:

“I felt sad because you went through this all by yourself.”

“The second rose is from my nurse. She assisted me in the surgery and empathized because she had the same procedure done some time ago.”

“And what about the third rose?” she asked.

“That’s from a man upstairs in the burn unit. He wanted to thank you for his new ears.”



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