1-6-09...DANCIN' UNDER THE BED
I have been listening to that GOOD OL' 60s music for several days now when I have time. It makes me think of all those nights in my bedroom when Brenda and I would take Mama's old radio in my room and listen while we did our homework. (This was after we got electricity in our house. Before that she had a battery radio. The battery was big and ran down with much use) I can't even listen to the radio with any distraction at all now, but then our minds stretched farther I guess. I'm glad no one saw me this morning. I just couldn't resist when a song came on that I remembered so well. (Hello Mary Lou by Rickey Nelson) I got up and put my arms out like I was holding on to a partner and bopped all across the floor. Next was a Chubby Checker song,( Lets Do The Twist) and I got up and twisted my fanny off. (Almost literally I might say) It scared the stuffins' outta' my dog Moses. He started whinning and I knew he would finally bark and get Don up so I quit. Heck I probably couldn't have danced any more anyway, but I like to think I could have.
Brenda and I used to dance barefoot in my bedroom for hours. We even learned to do the jitterbug from Granny. I don't think I want to try that right now though. HE HE!!! And that is how I came to break two of my toes. My big left toe, and my little toe on the right foot! Ouch, I can almost feel the pain now. How did I manage one toe on each foot? I'm not real sure but YEP! I did it!
I said, "Brenda let me throw you over my head the way they do it on in the skatin' rink. " No!! Clydene, I'll throw you over my shoulder". "OK, lets get back to back" "OK now what?" I put my hands on my shoulders and Brenda got hold of them. "Bend over Brenda and bring me up over your back". Which she did!!!! I pushed up on my feet as she bent down and when she pulled I went flying over like a professional. RIGHT??? WRONG!! Double wrong!! Brenda let go of my hands and went face down on the floor. I flew the opposite direction and hit the bed leg with both feet, slid on by and landed in a heap under the bed, scraping down both arms on the bed springs as I went. "OOHH, ump, dang it Brenda you shouldn't have let go" I whispered. The reason I was whispering being I didn't have enough wind left to holler. Next thing I saw were Brenda's eyes bugged open peeking under the bed at me. Next thing I heard was my Mama saying "What in the world is goin' on in here"?
Brenda thought I was deader'n' a doornail I guess cause she started bawlin'. I couldn't even talk at the minute so My Mama was scared to death. "Clyde get in here Clydene's hurt"! Daddy was already on his way and appeared instantly, also scared to death. I saw all three sets of bugged out eyes lookin' under the bed at me and since I was gettin' my wind back I started giggling. I giggled with all the wind I had at the time then said "get me out of here". It was a low bed and I don't know how I ever fit under there in the first place. Daddy had to lift one end of it while Mama and Brenda helped me wiggle out. I think I might have been in some trouble then but by then the shock was over and the pain started. Oh My Oh My. Everything hurt!!! I mean everything. I was bleedin' on the arms and my toes were just throbbing. The blood scared everyone's pants off again. I wasn't gigglin' any more and didn't have enough breath to cry. Mama got a warm cloth and started dabbing on the blood and Daddy was getting ready to run for help. "Wait Clyde, These are just scratches. Looks worse than it is" Mama hollered.
It was the next day when my toes swelled up that we finally found out from Ol' Doc that both my toes were broken. Now there is not much to be done for broken toes. Can't splint them. So both my feet were wrapped each day, and soaked each day with something smelly. I couldn't go to school for a while. Brenda brought my lessons every evening and took back my finished work the next morning. As for being out of school, I sure didn't enjoy that vacation. NOPE!!!! Not one little bit!!!!!
