I’m glad to hear you’re doing better.
I also hope you keep telling people this story. I get so tired of hearing the comment implied in your title (“there are no atheists in foxholes…”)
Very glad you’re doing well Czarcasm!
Now all you need a is a cure for that “faith in mankind” delusion… 
Please accept my very best regards and wishes. It strikes me that lemur-tumors, while large, might also be lithe and flexible and light on their little lemur-tumor feet, which may have been a blessing, under the circumstances. Also in the good news column is the fact that you were able to act quickly and sensibly in a dire emergency with one hemisphere tied behind your back. Congratulations. The tubes, my mother the old retired RN always told me, aren’t really coming out of you, they’re going in, silly! The stuff inside, of course, may be travelling in either direction, which is why they have nurses to keep track of which goes where. I suppose she knows how funny that is; I suspect her – she worked with the M.D. (Hornberger?) who wrote MASH.
Get well soon, CZ.
Well, thank God you’re ok!
No, wait - “That’s ok dear, He believes in you!”
d&r
I’m going to say “all four up your butt.”
(Feel better, get well soon, and so on. Oh, and God loves you, or he would if he existed, which he doesn’t, so you’re on your own except for other people, and good luck with that. :p)
I was brought up with minimal exposure to religious ideas. My parents were casual Hindus and took us to the important religious occasions and taught us to make the ministerial religious gestures and sometimes told us mythological stories, but belief or anything was never emphasized. I and my brother grew up pretty solid atheists. My parents, however, got more religio-curious as they got older, and are participating in a lot of religion-related activities, though it’s my impression that when it comes right down to it, they don’t believe anything specific. However, my mom has decided that my explicit atheism is just too much and pesters me to no end with the “but you should believe in something” nonsense. Even to the extent that she would demand that I, the one solid atheist in the room, be the one who gives thanks at Thanskgiving. And this past Thanksgiving, my mom and my wife (whose religious views are moderate and subtle and not very specific) ganged up on me to tell me the whole – the only reason you’re such a smart-ass atheist is that you’ve never had to suffer in your life – as soon as something bad happens to you, you’ll swing from being the most extreme nonbeliever to an equally extreme believer – you’ll see. I was so offended by the illogic and unfairness of such an argument as to be speechless.
That’s very interesting acsenray because I was a fairly religious and faithful christian until two of my daughters died in infancy. It was all downhill from there. Trust me, sometimes the foxhole turns you into an athiest.
Next time your mother tells you “you have to believe in something” tell her “I believe I’ll have another drink” 
Glad you’re feeling better Czarcasm. I wonder if I would have had the presence of mind to tell someone to call 911 for me.
Glad to hear you’re OK…and next time don’t be quite so damn literal-minded about ‘graveyard shift’, mm?
Wow! I’m so gald you are making a nice recovery! What a frightening experience!
I’ve been in a medical foxhole with one of my children and I, too, never felt the urge to beg the universe or whatever for divine help. The doctors were fantastic and we were just dang lucky, too. Other people have had the nerve to tell me that they prayed for me, and that’s why we did so well.
Ya, whatever.
As a nurse, I don’t think I should offer my opinions on the 4 tubings!
Wishing you a continued and speedy recovery.
Yes. Yes there is. I could tell you about it but…did I mention my humility is my best quality?
Personally, I’ve had many serious situations where wonderful helpful people have intervened to save the day. I’ve never had a god do so.
Very scary, and glad you’re ok. Did you get to keep the lemur?
Glad you’re recovering! Dopes needs Moderators.
I’m a Polytheist with Christian leanings. Having been liberally doused with Methodist, Protestant, and Catholic immersion, my feelings have a distinct Father, Son, and Holy Ghost bent. but
I cannot place any faith in club based religon. (Only the 4th Pentacostals shall be saved.) I believe that there’s GOTTA be something going on that EVERYBODY creates something like religion, and that the major ones have a LOT of similarities (here’s how to behave, here’s how to handle death, etc.) that there’s gotta be something about the human condition that either desires there to be something more, or channels that something more.
That said, I’ve been around a bit, and after the first 30 or so Xmasses, Easters, and sermons on the various ills of mankind, I’ve heard it enough. I’m a smart guy, I don’t need to hear it more.
So the beer hat and the nose eh?
Strange, I became an atheist *after *I woke up after surgery in the hospital.
The Invisible Pink Lemur. (Not a unicorn, as heretics would have you believe.)
I feel I must point out that ‘Polytheist with Christian leanings’ encompasses Lemur Gods and Flying Spaghetti Monsters.
A speedy recovery to you, good sir.
Glad to hear you’re doing better! 
I also always love it when people tell me how I will feel in these moments. Haven’t felt the need for a deity since I became an adult.
BTW: Right wrist, dingly-dangly-bit, schnoz (most likely to stomache), mouth (most likely to lungs).
Although, if I can take a second guess, wrist, dingly-dangly, mouth, and one drain-pipe inna da head?
Inquiring minds do want to know!
From someone on the other side of the debating table, metaphorically speaking, good karma and the best of recoveries to you, Czarcasm. snugs
Czar, you got married? Boy, I really haven’t been paying attention!
Glad you’re still with us.
I’m not even gonna guess about the tubes, except to say that they certainly can find some interesting places to insert things can’t they?
I was raised a Baptist, and then a Methodist, and now I’m an agnostic leaning toward athiesm, much to the dismay of my fundie family. I sometimes wonder if there is a God, but I absolutely do NOT believe in religion.
When I had my MI last year, I didn’t do any praying. I listened to my Cardiologist, decided he knew what he was talking about, and told him to go ahead.
I can’t honestly say that I love or have faith in Mankind, but I generally like people, when they’re not in a mob, and try to accept that they’re gonna say and do whatever they think is in their own best interest most of the time, whether it’s true &/or rational.
And sometimes people can be pretty terriffic, and that makes up for a lot of the asshattery I see around me.
In that context, I’m pretty okay with my species.
A pint of nut-brown ale and a plate of Scotch eggs?