I actually cleaned the toilet and sink in the front bathroom, then took out the trash in the kitchen. If you knew me, and you knew how I'd been feeling for the last couple of months (especially) then you'd be properly and pleasantly shocked.
No dinner yet, even though it is 5:38 pm. I have prepared a picante shrimp cup o' noodles, however, as I want something spicy, but, not too much of something.
Earlier today, and this is the other big news, I had an idea that I would walk down to the Circle K and mayhap get myself some chocolate and a soda; or, maybe even walk down to the nearest Fry's and get myself some lemon cookies. I love lemon cookies!
Then, a strange thing happened. I realized that I had no desire for any of them, not even the soda. I was having no cravings at all, no feeling of need. It was just that I wanted an excuse to go for a walk and that was about the only thing I could do, without having to walk way further than I could, right now, handle.
So, I did not go. I did do a wee bit of dancing and it occurred to me that if I had some music for the stereo, I might really do some dancing, despite my enormous deformities.
By the way, here's a hint. If you ever really want to feel like a freak of nature, go to a physical therapist. I was sent to one, ostensibly because of my knee, but, by the time he got done rattling off all that was wrong with me - and, sadly, I know there were many things else that he did not observe - it began to sound like a miracle that I could even crawl across the floor and think sentences that needed over four words strung together.
The thing on my lip is still there and is bigger than before. It feels gigantic, but, when I look in the mirror, it doesn't look that big.
Maybe later tonight, or tomorrow, I shall apply some salt to it and see if one or the other of us dies as a result.
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