Wordless Wednesday: Haircuts Too!

A Little Explanation About How I Missed the Last Typhoon

 

Way Too Much Sleep Had Something to Do with It

 

 

For the past three days, I slept about 20 hours a day.

A visit to the doctor with pain in the left calf muscle is how things got started.

An examination and some ex-rays were very revealing.

The doctor, determined the cause of my pain, came from my spine.

My freakin' backbone is too straight. Its supposed to be curved.

HUH ?

He showed me a plastic backbone.

One with wires inside it that, I guess, are supposed to represent nerves.

Well, when your backbone is too straight and stiff, those nerves go haywire.

Allegedly, one of those wires in my back, is causing pain in my lower leg.

So, the good doctor sent me for a massage and gave me lots of drugs.

Massage Was Terriffic

 

 

Some young gal got me to lay on a table and gave me the massage of a lifetime.

Not one of those where it feels like the Jaws of Life are crushing you.

Or, one that feels like a jackhammer is being used on your body.

She gently massaged with her fingers, like a grand-daughter would.

When she started rocking my hips and pelvis bones, I almost had to warn her.

Hey. Elvis ain't as dead as some folks think.

Be careful around that little devil. He may come back and try for another hit.

The gal, must have been a mind reader and, moved along down the line, to my legs.

After half an hour or so, the massage was over and I felt sort of relaxed.

Then, it was off to pick up the drugs the doctor prescribed.

Muscle Relaxers and Pain Killers

 

 

Normally, I wouldn't take anything stronger than Aspirin.

The good doctor explained what the four drugs he was giving me would do.

Mostly, relieve pain and relax muscles and, he could give me stronger stuff, too.

When he mentioned some experimental super drug, made from opium, I declined.

Man, I know some dudes who would volunteer to try that stuff.

"Sign us up, we'll be glad to help."  That's what they'd say !

Here's how the past three days went:

Take three different pills after breakfast.

Take the same pills after lunch.

Take them again after supper.

Take this other bag of drugs in between each meal and before bedtime at night.

When I take these drugs here's what happens:

The lower lip goes numb and I get real sleepy.

Drink lots of water and say "Goodnight."

Pain killer, doesn't really kill the pain. It just numbs the brain.

When I combine pain killers with muscle relaxers, I become like a wet noodle.

Typhoon Neoguri Blew Through or By Okinawa

 

 

A couple of times, when I was conscious, I saw the weather outside my window.

People, around the globe, watching TV probably saw more of the storm than me.

It doesn't appear to have done as much damage as predicted.

Mainland Japan, will probably get hit much harder.

Excellent Medical Care and Advice

 

 The Japanese medical professionals and therapists may be on to something.

It's time to start slouching.

We probably, shouldn't yell at our kids so much when they slouch.

They are putting me through some therapy and, I'm learning to take it easy.

Slouching, may be good for your health !

 

 

 

No Birds Shot in the Wild Today -- So Here's Some Statues

After yesterday's hike up castle ruin walls, I stayed in today.

 Hours were spent doing what they used to call writing.

Remember the old days when that meant pushing around a pen on a big piece of paper ?

Now, it's more like pecking away on a keyboard.

People should see the way I do this stuff.

Type with only the two index fingers and bang those keys really hard.

It's to make sure the ink, sticks on the digital paper alright.

Five or six letters get on there before I realize, I made a mistake.

Then, instead of doing the Delete thing, I tap the backspace button.

And, I hit that, real hard, too.

I figure, if you put the ink on there with a lot of force, you have to get it off the same way.

Lots of times, I complain about those guys who invented computers.

The Apple and Windows Dudes, I suspect may have been Communists.

Nobody would believe how much I have cussed them out over the years.

I could open a recycle shop with all the bent keyboards and computers, lying around here.

By the day's end, my neck and shoulders are all knotted up.

And, my eyes are sore from squinting.

The only good thing about writing, is the end of the day.

It gives you an excuse to go get a massage, howl at the moon or, drink beer.

The moon isn't visible tonight and massages tickle me so, I'll go for a drink.

By the time anybody sees those kuina birds, I'll be outta here !