Update

I’m home finally – that month in hospital and rehab was unpleasant to say the least – apparently the rehab was the best in town and that’s not saying much. The pain in my right leg caused me to shift my leg a lot at night in hospital and apparently this caused a bruise on the bottom of my heel. So now I am confined to the wheelchair or recliner or a bed because I’m not supposed to stand on my two legs until the heel heals. So no one saw this condition, and it just deteriorated.

I am almost able to get to my right foot to wash it and put on lotion. My right leg has permanent hardware in it now and a lot of screws holding it in place on one side of my thigh. There’s a large incision there where they put all the hardware inside and around my knee and up the thigh on the right side. Thank heavens my left leg that I broke in March has healed up enough so that I can rely on it when standing. I have Wound Care and OT and PT coming to my home.

I am getting around by myself fine, but I’ve had no desire to write and it’s obvious when you read the sixth sentence story that I am off my game. I hope to recover that because it’s my favorite activity and especially I want to say thank you to all of you who stuck with me and sent good wishes. I really appreciate them. One of the medicines I am on makes my vision very poor, so I’m not reading as much as I used to.

I have to look on the bright side. At least I only have two legs so I can’t break another one. My whole life I haven’t broken anything significant, and after living that way, breaking two legs in one year is ridiculous.

Thanks to all, Cheryl.

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Six Sentence Story

Rules of the hop:
Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word.
Link up at Wednesday’s post. Link goes live at 6:00 pm through Saturday late…
Spread the word and put in a good one to your fellow writers.

PROMPT WORD:  POOL

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Sam was a diver and very well known

Off cliffs or a pond he felt at home

He never should have taken the bet

To dive in that backyard pool

For that wager he was a fool

Water shallow—his demise was shown.

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Sunday’s Six Sentence Story Word Prompt!

Friday Fictioneers

I thought it might turn out this way, but actually I do not mind it as much as when it first entered my mind. Who can say their last vision was of a lovely chandelier? Of course I always loved it but Marley not so much. She left all the renovations up to me and I must say I had fun with them. That’s why she left me right here under its magnificence to be sure it was the last thing I saw. You wouldn’t think a woman could get so upset over a light fixture!

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20 December 2024

The Sunday Whirl

“All that heavy strumming in the minor key will scrape those strings to death! Why not dust off that magic remote and look at some old soap operas? Remember the ones with the misty backgrounds, slippery villains, and burned out candles? Then you can have a fresh approach to song writing again, maybe in a higher scale?”

My silly attempt to write a weird story as fast as I could-shake it up. My excuse? Pain killers😂

Wordle 685

One Liner Wednesday

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“Don’t touch my leg!” is my one liner and definitely no joke. Transferring from wheelchair to car on our way to an echocardiogram to test why my limbs were so weak and other symptoms, my brain temporarily forgot why I was going to the doc and tried to put my weight on a weak limb, my right leg. It collapsed and bent. Hearing a horrid crunch as my femur broke, and I’m lying on cement.

I spent a week in hospital and today is my third day in a rehab facility, there’s no merry Christmas for me. If you ever took a slab of wood and broke it over your knee you see the edges separated and hear the crunch😱I’ll never forget it😫 Yeah, like that…

🎄Have a wonderful holiday!🎄

One-Liner Wednesday – Such a great idea!

Tanka Tuesday 12-17-24

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autumn

colorful displays

windswept leaves dancing in circles

tangolike

moving with stealth only revealed

when tree limbs join the rhythm

tense waltz

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I chose the form Cameo, 7 lines unrhymed with a syllable count of 2/5/8/3/8/7/2 and love of the earth card.

TankaTuesday Poetry Challenge: Oracle Card Poetry – Finding Your Joy: 12/16/24