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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.

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Amy Sell

Date: 4/19/2018 9:09:00 AM

I hope you get out and back to the garden soon, and I'm glad to have read your daughter is such a tenacious advocate for your care! I don't like the smell of coffee anymore, nor ice cream, because both remind me of being in a hospital. I like your description of the food here. : )

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 4/20/2018 12:21:00 PM

Thank you Amy. My daughter Angela was tenaciously ready for action with all; she chased a doctor down and made him enter my meds into the computer in front of her. She told him she was coming to get me by 10:30 on Thursday morning, and that doctor who usually comes by at 1:00 was there by 10. Maybe it's because she had her boot on his neck when she told him that. I really am only guessing here.

Line Gauthier

Date: 4/18/2018 1:34:00 PM

Far from a fun situation but so well told and your humour is always fabulous, Caren.

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 4/18/2018 9:38:00 PM

Thanks Line I always have my comedic fall back plan.