SITTING ON MY BUTT

10-12-09...SITTING ON MY BUTT

Falling happens fast and all you can do is look around to make sure no one is watching and get up. That applies to everyday life as well as actually falling.
One morning last week I went into the bathroom to get dressed. My Goodness, I've never had such a production of the simple task of getting dressed.
The first thing I did was to get my jammie top hung in my glasses as I took it over my head. Couldn't see a dad burned thing as I did my acrobatic act of getting loose and not breaking my glasses. My hair then got hung up in a button on the jammie top and I got claustrophobia real fast. I kept quiet because I didn't want anyone to see the predicament I was in. I finally tore the hair out by the roots and I was free.
I sat down on the closed commode to gather my wits. My goodness by now I was shaking like a leaf in a tornado. Ok Now I know I have to get the rest of my clothes on. I sat right where I was and proceeded to put my support hose on. Now anyone who has ever worn them dang things know what a struggle that is. Tug, wiggle, tug, pull, wiggle, and squirm and be sure you pee first. YEP!
By the time I got them things up I'm worn out again so I set back on the pot lid for a spell. My Gosh! Maybe I'll just go out like this I'm thinkin'. But No, All that's left is my jeans and my shoes so I proceed.
I get one leg in the jeans and it's the wrong leg so off they come and I put it in the leg it belongs in. So far So good! One more leg to go. Now you aint'a'gonna believe this. I lifted my other leg and aimed at the leg of the jeans. I got it part way in the leg. Good, Right? Wrong!! Heck fire I'm trying to put both legs in the same hole. Dad burn it anyway!
Now here is where it gets interesting. I can't see spit because I took my glasses off and put them in a safe place. Don't wanna' break them things now do I? Nope! All at once I've danced my last dance and I sit right down on that cold hard floor. YEP! Smack dab on the floor with my legs all tangled up till I don't think I can move an inch. Now would be a good time to holler for help wouldn't it? Heck fire no, I aint gonna let nobody see me in this position. I rolled around like a sack full of balloons for I don't know how long but I finally got on my feet. Me Myself and I got on my feet. Yep! That is when the pain showed up big time. I got myself in my recliner and used my heat pad and my ice pack at the same time. Was not about to tell anybody I fell. Heck fire no way will I tell certain people that I fell. I aint telling anybody. So you just dreamed you read this. OK? YEP!

INNER THOUGHTS

10-12-09...INNER THOUGHTS

I had the best of my life when I was growing up in my Parents house and when My son Richard was growing up in my house. Anything before or after has been window dressing. I have gone on but I've never been the same person.
I've had to strive daily since Richards death. It has not been easy. No one then or now wants to talk about or listen to me talk about my son. I don't really understand that but I do accept it finally. I have pen and paper and I can talk about and to Richard. I do that every day. I can keep him alive in my heart in the same way I keep my childhood alive. Sweet good memories that are all I can have of happier times.
Richard was a beautiful sweet child until life situations colored his inner self just the way they did mine. The only thing I could provide for Richard for many years was my Great unconditional love. I did that and I still do that. He was and he will forever be my main source of life. I will see him again someday when The Lord calls me home. I am ready to go but I am also ready to stay if that is The Lords Will. When I finally do walk through the Gates of Heaven I know Richard will meet me and then I will be with him forever. I look to that day, but for now I am striving to do as My Lord expects of me here on this earth.