somebody named Marvin just drunk dialed my line three times looking for Sherry.
it's about 9:30 am. the first time i picked up.......holy cow, thought how can somebody, anybody be that soused this early in the morning?
he wanted to speak to Sherry really badly.........he said the number back to me......sigh, he was very confused, mumbling, then he said "I don't know what I'm doin'.......I gotta talk to Sherry. I gotta........!"
the phone hasn't rung in the last few minutes and I am very grateful, maybe Marvin found the right number or maybe he dropped the phone in the toilet or maybe Sherry called him or maybe he passed out? life is full of mystery. some mysteries are better than others........
........ have a terrible spasm in my back so when i answered the phone i sounded like a magabeast. i think my exact greeting was ,"What?" which shows no grace, patience or manners. When i got off the phone i had a talk with my cranky tail ....."whoa sunshine, first sit down, then as soon as you can commute to the drugs in the bedroom take two and go back to sleep. p.s. leave the phone alone."
i have a machine that of course takes messages, but it signals that messages are there by endlessly beeping. that beep is a relative of chinese water torture on a bad day.......on a regular day not a big deal at all.........but today if i had a gun i would shoot through the walls until i broke the beeping thing.
i am not myself, i feel like that thing inside the girl if you ever watched the original movie the exorcist, in a minute i will make my own head spin................pain hurts. it hurts, burns, twists and tears at a person. it can leave you breathless and feeling powerless.
yup, this thought process alerts me that the pain is higher than normal. one of those if pain was on a scale of 1-10, ten being the worst..........the second i move it goes right to ten as though a giant muscle man just swung the hammer down on the dealy that rings the giant bell at the carnival.
i am stalling......afraid to rise and make the return trek to the bedroom, got a fresh water bottle, it has a clip on it, so i can lean on the walker......and let the bottle dangle from my finger. time to take a deep breath, say the travel prayer......."Please Lord deliver me to the comfort of bed, the respite offered by pain killers......and the quiet of sleep......my head, back and soul thank you for the strength and the tenacity daily........your presence guides me to being a being of deep faith..........Lord, I know it's a silly child like plea.....but if you could levitate me the last few feet........and deposit me gently in that bed I would be so graciously thankful............I know Lord, I know I'm a handful........and Lord I love you! In your name I pray, Amen .........Sparrow No. 6, 376.......Lord if I put that on a t-shirt would that be WRONG? love, grouchy knucklehead cranky pants.
i am not fit for man nor beastie, but the cat kids received fresh water and fresh crunchy kittty bits.
it feels like something inside is twisted.......in a few minutes i'll use the walker for the return trip.
round one, pain wins. it feels like the trip to the bedroom is a thousand miles. maybe i should count the steps to distract myself from the pain? steps = focal point. just a theory.....maybe? hope so.
gotta head back and get medicated. later tomater! hugs.
it's about 9:30 am. the first time i picked up.......holy cow, thought how can somebody, anybody be that soused this early in the morning?
he wanted to speak to Sherry really badly.........he said the number back to me......sigh, he was very confused, mumbling, then he said "I don't know what I'm doin'.......I gotta talk to Sherry. I gotta........!"
the phone hasn't rung in the last few minutes and I am very grateful, maybe Marvin found the right number or maybe he dropped the phone in the toilet or maybe Sherry called him or maybe he passed out? life is full of mystery. some mysteries are better than others........
........ have a terrible spasm in my back so when i answered the phone i sounded like a magabeast. i think my exact greeting was ,"What?" which shows no grace, patience or manners. When i got off the phone i had a talk with my cranky tail ....."whoa sunshine, first sit down, then as soon as you can commute to the drugs in the bedroom take two and go back to sleep. p.s. leave the phone alone."
i have a machine that of course takes messages, but it signals that messages are there by endlessly beeping. that beep is a relative of chinese water torture on a bad day.......on a regular day not a big deal at all.........but today if i had a gun i would shoot through the walls until i broke the beeping thing.
i am not myself, i feel like that thing inside the girl if you ever watched the original movie the exorcist, in a minute i will make my own head spin................pain hurts. it hurts, burns, twists and tears at a person. it can leave you breathless and feeling powerless.
yup, this thought process alerts me that the pain is higher than normal. one of those if pain was on a scale of 1-10, ten being the worst..........the second i move it goes right to ten as though a giant muscle man just swung the hammer down on the dealy that rings the giant bell at the carnival.
i am stalling......afraid to rise and make the return trek to the bedroom, got a fresh water bottle, it has a clip on it, so i can lean on the walker......and let the bottle dangle from my finger. time to take a deep breath, say the travel prayer......."Please Lord deliver me to the comfort of bed, the respite offered by pain killers......and the quiet of sleep......my head, back and soul thank you for the strength and the tenacity daily........your presence guides me to being a being of deep faith..........Lord, I know it's a silly child like plea.....but if you could levitate me the last few feet........and deposit me gently in that bed I would be so graciously thankful............I know Lord, I know I'm a handful........and Lord I love you! In your name I pray, Amen .........Sparrow No. 6, 376.......Lord if I put that on a t-shirt would that be WRONG? love, grouchy knucklehead cranky pants.
i am not fit for man nor beastie, but the cat kids received fresh water and fresh crunchy kittty bits.
it feels like something inside is twisted.......in a few minutes i'll use the walker for the return trip.
round one, pain wins. it feels like the trip to the bedroom is a thousand miles. maybe i should count the steps to distract myself from the pain? steps = focal point. just a theory.....maybe? hope so.
gotta head back and get medicated. later tomater! hugs.
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Even with the pain your sense of humour is there. I laughed outloud about the way you described the Marvin call.
I know those answering machine beeps to alert you to calls are torture. I think you might be able to change the setting on your phone to stop the beeps.
I hope that pain subsides. It is a hard challenge to live with pain. It can make you cranky and sad.
Sending you love.
Marvins\' situation is not funny. You know comedy and tragedy are similiar. I guess I was laughing at the craziness of it all. Poor Marvin.
Some mysteries are better if they just remain mysteries.
Take your meds and feel better, Sparrow. Rest and God bless ......
Now, to the important thing: It goes \"See ya later, Alligator!\" with \"After while, Crocodile!\" But, what goes with \"later tomater!\"?????
I\'ll have to think on that one.... a fruit, or garden vegetable ...
\"but pretty soon, mushroom!\"???? Sigh, that\'s going to be going around in my multi-day migraine mind all day today. LOL
Hate you are continuing to feel so bad - hope improvement is on the way.
Also hope Marvin has not called again. Was he wanting to speak to a woman named Sherry or was he needing some more Sherry to drink. There\'s an old joke about the mix up on women\'s names. LOL
Good Grief,what a time for Marvin to be drunk dialing your number.
Serce so sorry to hear that your feeling such a great deal of pain. I hope by now the medication has kicked in and your sleeping comfortably and hopefully Marvin is too...except not too danged comfy!! Too bad you weren\'t feeling better you could have said you were Sherry and had some fun with Marvin...he he!! (((soft hugs))) & hope you feel better soon and greenies
Shhherry are you there? It\'s Marrrvin \"burp\". Is that you Shhherry? Nope you\'re talking to a sparrow , so I think you\'ve had far too much to drink.LOL !!
Please don\'t do that exorcist head turning trip.please please nooo nooo. It\'s bery bery bery scary.I remember watching people fainting on the floor in the cinema when that part showed in the movie, all those many many years ago. Seriously though, I am so sorry for all that pain you have, I just don\'t know how you can hurt so much and still be so funny.Love you so, my sweet Georgian friend.
I like Knee\'s idea to pretend you are Sherry...LOL, but drunk dialling isn\'t fun...glad he stopped! Hope you\'re feeling better today, Ruthie. Your part of the USA has had a bad winter too... enough already! Our canopy frame just collapsed....I\'ll post a picture. crap. xxoo
NO, NO....here\'s what you do now, Ruthie. You call Marvin back and say, \"HI! This is Sherry! Do I have any messages?\" LOL.....what a hoot. I\'d do that! Honest! Oh my poor Sparrow, I\'m so sorry you are hurting so badly. I pray that your meds kick right in and you are able to get some much needed rest.
The request to the Lord was heard....waiting on the Lord....so hard for us frail folk. Praying for you right now, Ruthie! xoxo
I am so sorry that u are in pain. It is horrible how it turns us into creatures that we originally wouldn\'t be... saying and doing things that aren\'t the norm.... I\'m so sorry. We are hearing about the crazy weather in GA.... so CRAZZEEEE.... I hope that the pain will pass soon. xo Much luv...