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What A Waste Of An Early Saturday Morning…

So, there I was in bed, about 0558.  I usually arise 0600-ish.

And my insides strongly suggested we visit the bathroom , loo, necessary, the throne, the ‘fresher’.

NOW!

So, I bolted out of bed ( as quickly as a crippled 64-year-old can!)

And I made it!  (Well almost…)

Fortunately, I was able to hit the raised toilet seat.

Unfortunately, I slipped whilst trying to sit!

And, in trying to re-position myself, again slipped!

And found myself almost reclining, with not enough arm strength to maneuver.

And one leg to try to use (the right leg being fairly useless – fused hip and all)

After about 10 minutes or so of wasting my time, (I asked Judy to get my left shoe, and put it on my left foot-obtaining possible traction.  Not enough.

I wrapped again on her door, to call the fire department, to pick me up.

(What joy f0r them, a scantily dressed man, somewhat ‘soiled’, in need of elevation)

In about seven minutes, they arrived, picked me up, made certain I could stand and was ambulatory.  And left!

No medical check or questions!

Did they ask if anything was injured or broken?  Heart attack?  They didn’t even check my pulse!

There main concern was getting me into the shower…

AND, they left.

I showered, dressed, checked in with Judy, and began my day.  Late!

(Don’t get me wrong!  I am GLAD they were here to help.  Just wish they were more concerned anout my health.)

Incoming @ 0400

I usually fall asleep between 1120 and midnight.  And arise between 0600 and 0700.

(NO, this is not an invitation to call!  I’ve my morning shower-dress-meditation ritual)

Rarely am I disturbed. (Insert joke here)  Except, of course, the battle sometime between 0130 and 0400 between my bladder and I.  Who IS Master of my bladder?  (It’s apparent, not me!)  😛

ANYWAY, my roomie and I share a ‘Jack and Jill’ bathroom.  And, with her sleep schedule, sometimes I hear her in the loo.  Sometimes I hear her TV.

This is not usually any big deal.

BUT, last night, after my traditional loss of the battle of wills with my bladder, I returned to bed, anticipating a return to sleep in a minute-or-so.  When BOOM!  Followed by yet another BOOM!  And another!

It was a bit after 0400.

I thought ‘great – I awakened my roomie’ and she turned on her television.  And was watching The Battle of Britain, or The Guns of Navarone! 

Too loudly.

But I was in error.

Usually, when she does that (a rarity) she hears the error of her way and turns it down in a few minutes.  The noises continued, unabated for at least twenty!

And, I knew it wasn’t yet Independence Day!

So, I bailed out of bed, listening to the ongoing explosions, crossed the no-man’s land of the bathroom, and rapped on her door.

Yes?  She replied.

I opened the door slightly and asked, “Is it you making all this noise, or is it the neighbors?”

She answered, “It’s the neighbors.  And I’ve already called the police on them!”

😛

About ten minutes later, the booming stopped.

Video gaming?!  The neighbor is a young woman who seems to have a revolving door of male roommates.  Perhaps this was one of them?

ANYWAY, back to sleep I went (at around 0500) and rolled out a bit after 6.

Somewhat tired.

I hope to get an afternoon nap later today.

Sigh.

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