Another one down.
I woke up this morning with no pain whatsoever. I was thinking of all the things I could do. Climb Everest, run the Boston Marathon, charge through Walmart like a bull elephant... Then I moved. Holy rivers of searing hot pain. Sweet patron saint of agony. Undisciplined child of a motherless prostitute. OUCH!!!!!!!!!
After I managed to recover from shock I got the other foot out of the bed. Finally. I managed to get upright and into the bathroom. All without wetting myself somehow. I was impressed with my bladder control.
Heath was still snoring so I let him snore on.
Buddy sent me a text asking an incredibly vague automotive question. He refused to answer the quewstions I was asking and kept asking the same one over and over. I finally got mad and let him have it. He answered my question. I finally called him and made him get off his butt and go outside to the car. In 30 seconds I had the answer. I told him to bring the car up tomorrow at noon. Not 1, not 4, 12. And Steph would replace the power steering sensor with my guidance.
About 2 hours later Gunner wanted out. I got Heath up and told him to hook Gunner up. He is getting great at taking care of the dogs and Alfie.
He got the pop tart and juice that Steph left out and came and joined me on the bed.
We did some serious western watching.
My buddy Chip called and we talked for a couple of hours. Heath came back in the bedroom and said something then went tearing through the house. I heard a thud and crying. I got off the phone and headed that direction.
At some point Heath had gotten the big flannel pillow case that I use as a sweat rag on my walks. He got it out of the dryer and left it in the middle of the kitchen tile. He ran on it and lost traction and crashed into the cabinets. No blood or broken bones, just a bruised ego.
He went into his room and I came back to sit a while. I thought he might have fallen asleep. He hadn't. I asked if he wanted to play ball. He did. We played ball for about 2 hours off and on. Guess who's coming for dinner
Came on and I have wanted to see it for years, but never had the opportunity. Steph got home right before Spenser Tracy's long speech. She walked in the bedroom and I told her to be quiet till it was over. During the next commercial I explained the movie. She said for the next 30 minutes and did not say a word. For a 49 year old movie it holds up remarkably well.
Then we went out. I started my laps while she fed the animals. I am feeling steady enough to walk without having her there to catch me.
After the 1st lap Graham came over. I talked to him for a minute then off on #2. When came around front again Steph was talking to him. I threw in my 2 cents, got a drink and started #3.
I was feeling good on 3 and 4. 3 was the fastest lap of the day if you are keeping time and placing bets.
After I gulped some water I started #5. The first half was good. Then I came around Steph's building and under the tree. In that tree there was a group of ninja's. Those ninja swung down behind me and stabbed me all over my lower back, then disappeared back into the trees. Some of the objects of impalement had barbs and eyelets on them. As I came out from under the trees they attached sturdy cables to those eyelets. Those cables were in turn tethered large millstones that were half buried in the dirt. Every step I took they added another millstone.
By the time I got back to the water bottle I was sucking wind.
Steph joined me for the last lap. When we crossed under that tree again those ninja's attacked once more. This time they hooked me to the Titanic and the Bismark. By the time I finished #6 I was finished. I sat on the hook of Christine and could barely breathe.
6 laps - 1 hour and 45 minutes.
After a good hot shower I felt a little better. Steph washed my back and said my muscles were tight as iron bars.
She fixed chicken for dinner. I am sure it is good. My meds make everything taste like wax.Heath devoured his.
Edited by UncleWillie, August 26, 2016 - 07:38 PM.