A little fall in the air..........

So Tuesday morning the alarm went off at the usual time and Millyrose hit the snooze alrarm.....twice.....can’t blame her, 5:30 in the AM is, well.....5:30 in the AM, same for everybody....anyway, third time is generally the charm and, as usual, when it went off again, she shut it off and rolled out of bed.........and fell down. She didn’t believe it so she pulled herself up......and fell down again. That “I’ve fallen and can’t get up” button won’t work if ya’ don’t have one, so she emitted a high-pitched distress signal (translation: scream) for Super Baldguy to come to her rescue.
Reacting immediately, as any superbly conditioned 70 year old Super Baldguy would, I fumbled for my specs and staggered to her rescue where I executed a perfect ‘Fireman’s Carry’ ......Thence, to the kitchen, I flew like a flash, tore open the pill drawer and searched thru the stash......then with aspirin and water in hand......well, it happened more or less like that........
Not to worry, gentlefolk.....she had a touch of vertigo.....flying too high in her dreams, I s’poze.....Kellye transported her to the ER where, a hunnerd bux and a couple hours later, she returned to spend the day on the sofa, sleeping peacefully thru the daily junk.
Cary Heather came to commiserate, ate lunch and departed for a dental date. After some period of time, Millyrose opened her eyes, said “Which kid was here? Cary or Kellye?” and dozed off once again. Ah, the miracle of modern medicine. Better napping thru chemistry.
So Ma, in her kerchief, and I in my cap, with a dog at her feet and one in my lap, spent the day dozing ‘til it was time for bed......I wonder what adventures the morrow will bring............Justin Other Smith