It's a fact of life for me, that I'm caring for my 87 year old mother. I'm glad to do it for her, and make her as comfortable as I can. So the following is no way intended to be disrespectful to her. So without further ado...My take of the "12 Days of Christmas" with...drumroll please....
The Twelve Days of Writing Distractions
On the first day of writing,
distractions gave to me...
a day of caring for my mom....
On the second day of writing,
distractions gave to me...
Two Snuffles outings
and a day of caring for my mom.
On the third day of writing,
distractions gave to me...
Three loads of laundry
two Snuffles outings,
and a day of caring for my mom.
On the fourth day of writing,
distractions gave to me...
four hallucinations
three loads of laundry
two Snuffles outings,
and a day of caring for my mom.
On the fifth day of writing,
distractions gave to me....
five pain pills for my back,
four hallucinations
three loads of laundry
two Snuffles outigns,
and a day of caring for my mom.
On the sixth day of writing,
distractions were all about...
six bills to pay,
five pain pills for my back
four hallucinations
three loads of laundry
two Snuffles outings,
and a day of caring for my mom.
On the seventh day of writing,
distractions were beginning to kill me...
seven kitchen things cleaned,
six bills to pay,
five pain pills for my back.
four hallucinations
three loads of laundry,
Two Snuffles outings,
and a day of caring for my mom.
On the eight day of writing,
distractions were looming.
eight wounds to cleanse
seven kitchen items cleaned
six bills to pay,
five pain pills for my back...
four hallucinations
three loads of laundry
Two Snuffles outings,
and a day of caring for my mom.
On the ninth day of writing,
distractions started stalking
nine hours of facebook games
eight wounds to cleanse
seven kitchen items cleaned
six bills to pay,
five pain pills...
four hallucinations
three loads of laundry
Two Snuffles outings,
and a day of caring for my mom.
On the tenth day of writing,
distractions were breathing down my neck.
Ten brain cells dying.
nine hours of facebook games
eight wounds to cleanse
seven kitchen items cleaned
six bills to pay
FIVE PAIN PILLS....
four hallucinations
three loads of laundry
Two Snuffles outings,
and a day of caring for my mom.
On the Eleventh day of writing,
distractions teeth were felt...
eleven body dings.
ten brain cells dying
night hours of facebook games
eight wounds to cleanse
seven kitchen items cleaned
six bills to pay
FIVE GARGANTUAN PAIN PILLs (think Mr. ED sized)
four hallucinations
three loads of laundry
Two Snuffles outings,
and a day of caring for my mom.
On the Twelth day of writing
distractions had me
pulling out my hair....
Twelve hours of hallucinations (of my own from all the pain pills)....
eleven body dings
ten brain cells dying
nine hours of facebook
eight wounds to cleanse
seven kitchen items cleaned
six bills to pay
TAKING THE WHOLE BOTTLE of PILLS
four hallucinations (yea, after taking a whole bottle of pills do you blame me? they are my hallucinations now lol)
three loads of laundry
Two Snuffles outings
and a day of caring for MY mom......
<huff... puff....wheeeze>
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