Hey, I willy wish I was sleepin rat now... but I achin too much.
At least the CMO, case worker called and says I'm gonna get ya a bed Russ, hang in there okay...
hehehehe yeah loan me a rope...
I don't know if how I'm feelin dis moanin is like how any of ya feel. All ya'll that suffer chronic pain, 24/7, well I know it aint fun... I got dat other worldly feelin... kinda of like when someone beatin on ya, and it's been goin on too dam long and you just can't feel the blows any more cause of all the pain... just kinda spooky feelin... then ya pass out... yeah been there, done that when I was around ten years old... little fellow dumb as chit ran... oh well... least I know I'm alive...
fiddle witt this keyboard and change the subject... tcejbus...b/s... there ya go... b/s... bus...just...betcusj... bejusct... okidokey... i got sub. bus.jet. just becus.jecus.tecus.tejub. I like b/s... yepp short for bull/chit...oooops miss spelled dat one... oh hell...
they shoot horses don't they?
I lost a couple pounds gettin up off the floor the last three nites...
boy I aint squated like that since I was a kid
Weired dream like I was in the military again, least this time I could find my locker... lol... I was lookin for some keys... aka or the person that had em last... not really sure... it was bright and sunshine on base, but when I wondered off the base it was dark and dreary... guess I was suppose to stay on base... any who I wondered off about three times... once was like a small town just off to the left... reminded me of dust, like the sun was going down.
Second time I found myself off base in the middle of no where... gettin dark again...
Third time it's done got dark on base... dang this is a big base I been walkin for hours... I feel something following me... and I turn and get down like a dog and howl into the dark... weird huh... and yepp three or four dogs come runnin up.. and I pat one and they just run off no biggy...
Now I come up on a part of the base that need cleanin up... grass is in need of cuttin weeds growin around the units...rusted little metal huts... kinda like the poor side of the tracts... only on base... then I found the thickets...bushes with thorns too thick to walk thru... far as far as the eyes could see...
My hip hurts from all this walkin and I wake up...
so dreams only last a few seconds eh... sure took longer to remember it... lol..
funny thing was I wasn't afraid... most the time my dreams are filled with anger and fightin... I've been shot and stabbed and beat like crazy in my dreams...
Oh yeah I took one them funky pill last nite... suppose to help with the pain and let ya sleep... it's got a narc in it.. don't remember what it is... but it's like called HYDROCO/AOAO 5-500M...Oh well least I didnt turn out to be a ghost rider...
My life rite now makes no sense to me.. heck I ain't even lookin for that pot of gold any more... just tired and ready to fade away...
Snow plow is doin the road outside. Maybe now my neighbor will move that dame old camper outta front my unit.. okay that's kinda a
I know I aint makin no sense this moanin... so I'lll just leaveit at that...
may the bird of paridise fly up ya nose, may an elephant caress ya with it toes... oh and runners in ya panty hose.. boy guy that wrote this song was ticked... must of had a bad rash or somethin... yepp..
i'm gonna crawl back under my rock for now... laters russ
At least the CMO, case worker called and says I'm gonna get ya a bed Russ, hang in there okay...
hehehehe yeah loan me a rope...
I don't know if how I'm feelin dis moanin is like how any of ya feel. All ya'll that suffer chronic pain, 24/7, well I know it aint fun... I got dat other worldly feelin... kinda of like when someone beatin on ya, and it's been goin on too dam long and you just can't feel the blows any more cause of all the pain... just kinda spooky feelin... then ya pass out... yeah been there, done that when I was around ten years old... little fellow dumb as chit ran... oh well... least I know I'm alive...
fiddle witt this keyboard and change the subject... tcejbus...b/s... there ya go... b/s... bus...just...betcusj... bejusct... okidokey... i got sub. bus.jet. just becus.jecus.tecus.tejub. I like b/s... yepp short for bull/chit...oooops miss spelled dat one... oh hell...
they shoot horses don't they?
I lost a couple pounds gettin up off the floor the last three nites...
boy I aint squated like that since I was a kid
Weired dream like I was in the military again, least this time I could find my locker... lol... I was lookin for some keys... aka or the person that had em last... not really sure... it was bright and sunshine on base, but when I wondered off the base it was dark and dreary... guess I was suppose to stay on base... any who I wondered off about three times... once was like a small town just off to the left... reminded me of dust, like the sun was going down.
Second time I found myself off base in the middle of no where... gettin dark again...
Third time it's done got dark on base... dang this is a big base I been walkin for hours... I feel something following me... and I turn and get down like a dog and howl into the dark... weird huh... and yepp three or four dogs come runnin up.. and I pat one and they just run off no biggy...
Now I come up on a part of the base that need cleanin up... grass is in need of cuttin weeds growin around the units...rusted little metal huts... kinda like the poor side of the tracts... only on base... then I found the thickets...bushes with thorns too thick to walk thru... far as far as the eyes could see...
My hip hurts from all this walkin and I wake up...
so dreams only last a few seconds eh... sure took longer to remember it... lol..
funny thing was I wasn't afraid... most the time my dreams are filled with anger and fightin... I've been shot and stabbed and beat like crazy in my dreams...
Oh yeah I took one them funky pill last nite... suppose to help with the pain and let ya sleep... it's got a narc in it.. don't remember what it is... but it's like called HYDROCO/AOAO 5-500M...Oh well least I didnt turn out to be a ghost rider...
My life rite now makes no sense to me.. heck I ain't even lookin for that pot of gold any more... just tired and ready to fade away...
Snow plow is doin the road outside. Maybe now my neighbor will move that dame old camper outta front my unit.. okay that's kinda a
I know I aint makin no sense this moanin... so I'lll just leaveit at that...
may the bird of paridise fly up ya nose, may an elephant caress ya with it toes... oh and runners in ya panty hose.. boy guy that wrote this song was ticked... must of had a bad rash or somethin... yepp..
i'm gonna crawl back under my rock for now... laters russ
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got the last of that med wrong it\'s APAP jeez
hydrocodone is Vicadin but I am not sure what the apap stand for, Mine has ACE 5/500mg next to it, which means acedaminafin (yes, I know its not spelled right) I can\'t spell anymore, that\'s why when the Dcc says everything that causes my memory loss is short term memory loss, I asked why I can\'t spell or do math anymore? I learned that as a small child. He says that\'s a good question. Big deal, I could have said that. Take care and get some more sleep. I sleep when I can\'t take it anymore. I don\'t dream, which is worse? Dreaming or not dreaming? Good question. Who has the answer? God And he\'s not telling. I have to go back to bed right now. Have a good tomorrow!! ~~Faye~~