That means that this will be a short blog.......my mutterings these days are mostly epithets of the unpublishable kind and lots of shitpissfucks which become ineffective with too much repitition. I am checking in to reassure all you lovely people that I am still here. The reason for my foul utterings is the damned sciatica which is stubbornly hanging on making it impossible for me to get my bod into a painfree position of the horizontal persuasion.......that means hardly any sleep for days on end.
Actually, "on end" is about the only way I have been at all comfortable but on a comfort scale of 1 to 10 that still only rates about 1/3 if not less. Oy. I have been lurching around here like an afflicted Quasimodo pausing only between "Ouch" and "Oy Veys" to intersperse a few SPF's. Not only am I not a pretty sight, but offensive to the ears to boot. I will cautiously venture a bit of optimism though because I only counted a half a dozen of said shrieks last nite and I think I may have actually gotten 60 consecutive minutes of sleep several times between dusk and dawn.
However, on the bright side, the weird sore throat I was experiencing for several weeks has finally mostly abandoned its position and that is a Good thing. I always used to say you can only feel one severe pain at a time. Wrong. I have discovered that one's throat and ones ass can both hurt excruciatingly at the same time, a bit of knowledge I really could have lived my life out without knowing.
Since you all seem to be willing to have me cry on your shoulders, I must report that the death toll continues.......the husband of one of my dearest friends lost his battle and checked out a week after my cousin Lee......I never even I had a chance to rid the floor of all the soggy Kleenex before I started adding to the pile. I cry not for him but for her. His pain is ended, hers is not.......I can do nothing but send sympathy and love and I feel helpless as well as sad. I did send some Lindt Chocolate Truffles last week and she told me that he was able to eat one before the end and I am somewhat comforted by the idea that, if one must die, doing so with the lingering taste of a Truffle on one's tongue may be the best way of all. I hope you do not think me revoltingly insensitive.......the fact is, we all gotta go and, for myself, I would hope that I could depart licking the last heavenly crumb of Lindt from my lips.
Oh, yes, the Stock Market, which is my main entertainment these days (think of it as the snob's Las Vegas) has suddenly tanked and I am busily engaged in learning to play the short side of the down market. As my sainted Mama used to say, "Never a dull moment"........she also used to say "It's always something....."
and with that I think I will quit my blubbering and go tease, tantalize and tickle a cat using a pink feather tied to a string. That always makes both of us smile, and maybe tomorrow will be better. My Puts on the NASDAQ could begin to pay off.
As my buddies and I used to say back in our youth,
"See ya' later, Alligator !" And "Twenty-three skidoo too".
A Little Journey Around Lloyd
6 hours ago
When you stop with the SPF's we will all worry.ReplyDelete
Don't stay short for too long!
Marzipan for me. And, what Joe said. So glad the two of you have the shorts in hand.ReplyDelete
Going 'with the taste of Lindt chocolate on your lips is a good way to go.ReplyDelete
I recently told a good blogger friend about your SPF's and she laughed so hard and uses it sometimes in her blog when she replies to my comments.
Give the cat a tickle for me.
I miss my cat, she loved when I rubbed her belly.
You are in my good thoughts , Lo
I sympathize with your sciatica, and am glad the throat gremlin is gone.ReplyDelete
Lindt White Chocolate Truffles will do me nicely, thank you very much.
Ditto joeh ~ I would miss the SPFs
SPF! What a great mantra you have -- couldn't live without it!!! May Sleep Be with You!ReplyDelete
Not only can the ass and the throat pain one at the same time, throw in the liver too. Then it's all covered. Bad words do help when the body hurts. It's difficult to be cheerful and appreciate life when pain is nipping away.ReplyDelete
They're dying like flies at my zoo too. It leaves me with a phone directory full of dead people. I might as well turn my phone in, no one to call anymore. Ha Really sorry about your losses but death doesn't leave me shaking in my boots either.
Hope you feel better soon.
Much love from Manzanita
Ouch. I hope you are much more comfortable today.ReplyDelete
Sorry for the pain Lo. Having just finished a few years of constant debilitating pain I know how it drags down one's spirit as well as our body. I'm glad you have the kitten and dreams of chocolate. And I hope this pain is soon gone and you are more comfortable. Meanwhile, sending some gentle hugs, and lots of love.ReplyDelete
Not good. And hoping things improve Lo....ReplyDelete
I hope you get some relief soon. And I totally agree, Lindt truffles are sooo wonderful. If I'm lucky enough to have a last wish, a dark chocolate truffle just might be it!ReplyDelete
Lindor's chocolate truffle as i die heavenly my absolute favourite...I hope your pain improves, seems you have your share of it and then some, so sit in bed, eat lindor's and don't move, but have your laptop on you, might warm some pain...or would that make it worse, if so, my apologies and will join you in a little spfReplyDelete
Have a mostly painless day!