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My friend Bill, a fellow resident here at the "home", is going quite deaf. Sometimes his hearing aide "sort of" works, and sometimes it doesn't work at all. After dinner yesterday, I told him I was going to go outside and read for a while. He said, "Why?!" I said, "I just need to read some." He said, "Why?" I shouted, "I WANT TO FINISH MY BOOK." He said, "Oh. I thought you said you were going outside to weed!"
So I told this story in Sunday School this morning, and the Pastor respoonded with the phrase "Weed it and reap."
Which just goes to show you to what depths serious discussion can devolve when I am the appointed discussion leader.
I am determined to survive whatver debris life throws my way with my sense of humor intact. I'm a 52 year old woman with disabling MS and, after trying to fight it out by myself, have recently moved into a nursing home. This is the story of my effort to get through life while living here. My one talent and redeeming trait is that I enjoy writing nonsense verse, which I will share with you. all entries © Deborah Taylor, 2010 All rights reserved
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