And in those days, my hair was down to my waist, I drove a motorcycle, I was unmarried, I owned a bar, so those were different times. (Laughter) But I had three days of life support, and everybody was expecting, due to just the massive amount of what they had had to do that I wasn't going to make it, so it was three days of everybody was either waiting for me to die or poop, and — (Laughter) — when I finally pooped, then that somehow, surgically speaking, that's like you crossed some good line, and, um — (Laughter) — on that day, the surgeon came in and whipped the sheet off of me.
Naquela época, o meu cabelo chegava-me à cintura. Eu tinha uma moto. Era solteiro. Tinha um bar, era uma época diferente. (Risos) Tive três dias de apoio à vida e toda a gente estava na expetativa, devido à quantidade enorme de coisas que tinham tido de fazer, que eu não iria conseguir. Foram três dias em que toda a gente estava à espera que eu morresse ou fizesse cocó. (Risos) Quando, por fim, fiz cocó, isso foi, do ponto de vista cirúrgico, como se tivesse ultrapassado uma fase difícil. (Risos) Nesse dia, o cirurgião apareceu e levantou o meu lençol.