Wonder what it is with this 5 o’clock in the morning stuff…damn internal clock is out’a whack, I guess…ev’ry morning, around 4 thirty in the a.m. the durn eyes pop open ’n I stare into the dark wondering why I’m awake…
This morning, it was my shoulder…the right shoulder…the one the Dr told me all I need do was exercise it a bit with one of those stupid yellow rubber bands that sporting goods stores market to millenials ’n demented old people…
What works better, or at least seems a helluva lot more easier is to just get out of bed ’n go in search of an Ibuprofen tablet…I don’t like taking pills of any sort because I found out while doing the chemo thing that all pills have side effects (not sure why it took me so long to realize what the pharmicists have been saying for decades~guess I’ve always been a slow learner ’n just didn’t want to face up to it)…anyway, Ibuprofen works! Not sure what it may be doing to me otherwise but I can pop a pill ’n in about 20 minutes or so, the pain goes away ’n I get sleepy ’n go back to bed…then, of course, I don’t want to get out of bed too early because I’ve had enough worms in my life ’n I figure it’s time to let someone else get them….
Anyway, PJ, if you’re up ’n at ‘em, I hope you had a really good birthday and if you feel like overeating tomorrow, you should go for it…
I’d like to wish all my friends ’n acquaintances a Happy ’n Bountiful Thanksgiving….I think it’s probably the only time of year that you can tell everyone to ‘get stuffed’ without being too offensive….
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