One Biscuit Away From Crazy

  

   Let me be clear, its not crazy,crazy! It just means, the day is starting off, with a side of wacky.

       Note: ( I love to sit down to write a blog, with no blog in my head. This could be fun)
    
       Early this morn, mom texted me, that daddy had a good night. In my world of worry about my parents, that is so awesome. So we exchanged that we were both going to get our bathes ( we like to share details) and to have a great day. ( with a gentle reminder to mom, not to over sedate anyone today)

      I lumber upstairs, ( bad hip) ( Doctor tomorrow) to take my shower, thinking all the while, of going to the hip doctor tomorrow. I felt the need to shave my legs, in case of him, looking that closely at my point of pain.  So I began to lather up and shave away, when I felt something wrong. Behind my left ankle, I felt extremely long hairs. I kept scrapping, thinking, I shave my legs all the time, wonder how this one spot got so long, and rough!!! I finally leaned over enough to see and doubled in laughter. I had placed two big band-aids on this area yesterday, for a small patch of dry skin. Smothered in neosporin and giant stretchy bandages, they were not coming off, even with a razor!!! I hobbled out of the shower, ripped the things off with half of my skin, and returned to my five minute shower, without blinking my eyes! I thought how lucky I was, to not have dug so hard with the razor to get those stray hairs off! We could have had a blood bath in there! And how happy I was on this morning to make myself laugh so hard. Seriously, the best things in life are not made up! Life is one big hot mess, poured into a cup of hotter mess, you have to laugh.
   I thought about my little dainty mom, getting in and out of the tub, ever so gently. Her routine, so different then mine. Her creams, and polishes, the rough towels that they like. Her movements, ever so slow, but she gets it done. She knows being clean and looking cute, make you feel better, period! I cannot wait to tell her this story of my bandages that I was trying to shave off!! She will say, " Oh, Bonnie, you didn't?" " You have to be careful, you are getting older." ( is that passive aggressive?) ( God Bless her!)
  So I am semi ready for my doctor visit tomorrow. I will be clean, polished and smooth, with hope that he tells me that there is something they can do for me besides a new hip. Yikes! I love my doctor, so I will listen with a smile and many questions? Mom would say, "Don't ask too many questions Bonnie, listen to your doctor." and " make sure you look nice."
   I will mom, I planned my outfit for xrays and conversation. ( now I am thinking should I groom other areas, you know the hip joint is part of the pubic area) Mom would say, " Don't talk about your private parts Bonnie Kay." OK MOM, I am just thinking out loud, no one can hear me. (smile)
    I will take one Biscuit and hold the crazy, for maybe, an hour or so... I gotta call mom!