Well, what a time I’ve had! I knew I was going to the North Pole with Tyebe and Shoko the next day and then….bam! I was in the hospital. I knew nothing. These peeps kept asking me difficult questions like what day is it? Who are you? A man in a white coat came in and told me I had 3 broken ribs, a broken arm, a dislocated shoulder, pneumonia and A Fib. I didn’t believe him and furthermore I thought he was pushy!. Who was this guy to tell me what’s happening. I never saw him before or did I….and forget who he is? Seems I had a seizure too and my memory was swiss cheese. At least I wasn’t sore…..maybe a tad high on pain pills. Bill was sitting in front of me saying I scared him. Heck, it scared me too. Two men standing in my bedroom with a stretcher between them. Then large portions would be missing. Somehow I was in the garage and then in Emergency! I saw one of the paramedics as he peeled a “Breathe Right strip” off my nose. He said, “That looks better.” No argument from me. The next thing I realized was I was wearing a most obnoxious gown that was very cool near the butt area. My thoughts drifted to Shoko and Tyebe and I hoped I didn’t scare them but apparently they took off when I was thrashing about.
The happiest part was when I got home and read all the great wishes from my friends. We thank you so much for your concern and caring. You all made my days so much brighter.
Shoko is rather annoyed with me for leaving her to fend for herself with Budd and Tyebe while I scooted off with two scary looking men. She did say that dad gave her the odd treat more than Budd or Tyebe and she figures she deserved it and so much more.
Our Christmas was wonderful. Just being able to laugh at Bill’s odd or should I say weird jokes and enjoy a wonderful turkey dinner cooked by my personal home chef was the best! The gifts though very welcome were secondary to the happiness I found being home again.
I have looked better but for now this is me. I’m in one piece and mostly with it.
Budd was giving me cuddles whether I wanted them or not.
Tyebe was noncommittal on my progress.