(From the net, just because it is pretty)
Have you ever heard (or said) that! Most folks have at one time or the other. But it is just for a moment. Of course some folks think they would just like to be someone else.
I thought about that sitting in the hospital lobby. Watching folks go by, some patients, some visitors. You do not know what is on someone’s mind or what their problems are. Sister Shirl is prone to say, “I am in my own world, but that is okay, they all know me here”.
I am fortunate health wise. I’m ok except I cannot hear. Well, I state that wrong, I can hear, I just do not understand. I must guard or I will assume something is said that is not. Once at the Dr. office, he said something and walked out, I undone my belt, button and zipper and dropped my pants. “What are you doing?”Sherry asked.
“He said drop your pants!”
“No he didn’t, Honey!”
So I quickly put my pants back on. That would have been embarrassing, you wouldn’t want to be me then.
We have a sweet neighbor here. A few nights ago her husband knocked on our door…. Sherry answered the door then turned and said something to me about chocolate cake and motioned for me to come..I thought we were going next door for coffee and cake. All the time his wife was lying on the cold ground with a broken hip, she fell on the way to our RV to bring us a piece of chocolate cake. Me, I’m in my own world too.
I quickly recognized the situation and knew he needed help. She now is home doing well and has a brand new wheel on her right side. That is why I was in the hospital lobby. I leave a room as soon as possible because I may misunderstand something there. I need to be off to myself.
I try not to complain, because my problem is minor compared to others. Bad hearing is like wrinkles, it does not physically hurt.
Early in the morning I hear a loud roar in my head, louder than the ringing. As the day goes on the ringing takes over and the roar recedes. In the night I hear voices. I do not understand them but I know they are voices. I have a theory that my brain replays voices I heard in the day and did not understand. One day I hope to understand them. Those voices may have some good ideas, who knows?
My BIL (Sonny) started hearing a ringing and said it was driving him crazy, I told him to hold on, he would get used to it and be as crazy as me. hahaha
We all have problems, mine are not life threatening as long as I have my Sherry, she usually pulls me out of the road when she hears a car.
She is also my ears, I would honestly be lost without her. But then without me she would have to pay to get her sink drains unclogged. haha
Just remember if it wasn't for gravity, we'd all fall off.
What about this truck:
1969 Ford p/u, these were/are workhorses.