Where Does the Pepper Go
Today I was a prisoner in an emergency room for 3 hours,
Quite irritating on a beautiful 67 degree day
When all I wanted to do was Re-plant the flowers I
Planted on Friday but tore out of the ground and put
Inside the house all over the place on Sunday before the freeze.
67 gloriously warm degrees! Of course I wanted to plant
My flowers again.
God knows something about me though and She is not afraid to use it
She knows I will keep working depleting my energies every day in every way until she takes me down hard.
Straight from a stomach cat scan to a hospital room; and by 6;pm
I had grabbed the legs or hands of 5 nurse and 2 doctors by the leg ot
Neck,
Begging for a drink of water, reminding them that I am not too proud to
drink toilet water.
One sassy nurse straightened me up by telling me if they did surgery I would be very sorry to have had a measly fork-tine full of water.
When supper came I downed it with gusto: best beef broth in the whole world, 2 apple juices, 2 teas, and 5 whole cubes of orange jello.
As I finished I stared at the 2 packets of pepper.
Where does the pepper go?
Still starving I sprinkled it on my tongue.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2018
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