Madd As The Mad Hatter

I swear I was just sitting around the house letting my right shoulder heal from surgery--it's been a week now--all of a sudden...

I think I must have followed the white rabbit down the rabbit hole.

Now it's not because I'm taking those pain pills. The pain in my shoulder has diminished to the point I'm not taking them anymore. I know, I know, it takes a while for the pills to work out of a person's system, or so I think, but what do I know, I'm only me, I'm not a doctor. But I swear, I swear on my ma's eyes,

I fell through that white rabbit's, rabbit hole !!!

And there I was sitting trying to watch the NY Yankees & the Arizona diamondbacks. Maybe it was just that first inning that made me want to chase that white rabbit down the rabbit hole. Vazquez vs. Dontrelle Willis (June 13). I swear I thought that first inning would never end. Neither pitcher could find the home plate.

I finally got so sick of the Yankees (Moi--sick of the Yankee's, am I in the right house?) I left the TV area & tried to play my Celtic Thunder music. Blast & double blast!!! Even the CT music couldn't sooth my madness. (Am I sure I'm in the right house??) I gave up & got in the bed. I left the music going in the living room, turned the TV on in the bedroom. I couldn't stand it any more I shut the damned thing off & called my nephew, Mike. Maybe he can keep me sane for another day.

It's hard to know I have a right arm. I can look down & see it, I can reach over with my left hand & touch it, but I can't use it because of the shoulder surgery. I have to have my arm in a sling so I don't go wild & ruin the orthopedic surgeon's repair job on my torn rotator cuff.



"But I don't want to go among mad people," said Alice. "oh, you can't help that" said the cat. "Were all mad here."   --Lewis Carrol

All of this was explained to me, but I didn't know how hard it would be just sitting this first week healing. I can't drive--so I'm dependant on friends, volunteers, & I'm trying to get registered with dial-a-ride. I think I will feel better once I'm able to get out once in a while. Just knowing that my car is sitting right there in my drive way & I'm not supposed to drive it adds to making me go madd, too.

I talked to my nephew, Mike for almost two hours, it sorta calmed me down. I have alluded to madness & I have survived one more day.

Well my kitties, my luvs, my peeps, I'm going to try to sleep off any other madness that lingers with me this day & hope tomorrow is better...

   --Glory-oskie Zero, I wish today were tomorrow, luv Fostine