Just One Kiss

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Non-Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

Featured Review on this writing by D. Thurmond aka JEF


What a day I have had.  It was a Monday for sure.  Then about mid-morning, my caregiver decided to go to the library.  That is within walking distance to my house so it would be a good walk for her and some quiet time for me. 

Then I decided I would do some exercises to get that part of my day over with. I selected the bathroom since it has the most room and is close to everything I need to get to in a hurry.  Why I thought that I will never know.

I had done three.  Exactly, three knee bends.  I then stepped on my oxygen tubing, fell backward, and ended up out cold for the next hour and a half.  When I came to I had a horrific headache.  My vision was a bit blurred and I could not get up.  I was very nauseous. I had remembered turning the water on to refill the dog bowls just before I went down.  Yes, the water had filled up and run over.  Yes, the floor was all wet.  And so was I.  I must admit at this point I was not very happy.

I tried to get up but did not have the strength to do it.  I tried my walker but it was on wheels that did not lock.  I finally butt walked into the bedroom to get to a chair that had stronger arms that I might be able to use to pull myself up.  This remained a good idea until I attempted to pull myself up.  My right hip implant popped out of the joint and I screamed my head off.  Bella and Bear were outside in the yard.  Sweetpea was inside laying on her bed.  I had no hip.  My leg dangled there and I could see no way to get it back in the joint socket.  The last time this happened a doctor applied heat and messaged the joint back in.  The pain was horrible.  I cried.  I shouted.  I have to admit I even cursed a bit.  I could not reach my cell phone.  I was worn out by this point.

I finally started crying and I guess started an old-fashioned pity party.  I quietly cried and felt sorry for myself.  Then out of the blue, Sweetpea brought me a dog bone, a dog toy, and a very welcome lick on the cheek.  She just stared at me.  She expected it to work. It did.  I relaxed as I was enjoying the love that had gone into the gesture of giving me what would make her feel better.  My muscles relaxed, my hip floated back into the joint without any effort on my part.  I thanked Sweetpea as I used a chair to pull myself back up.  I dressed for the day.

I remember a lesson I learned a long time ago.  Gratitude always prepares you to receive a blessing.  Even if the gratitude is to a dog for bringing you an “I Love You gift.”  It was the one kiss that did the trick.


Submitted: November 23, 2021

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AdamCarlton

I guess that does indeed count as a bad day! Very economically told.

Tue, November 23rd, 2021 10:28am

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Short and sweet is the solution to a very bad situation. Thanks for the review.

Tue, November 23rd, 2021 7:16am

D. Thurmond aka JEF

Halleluiah and a solid amen to all that you just said. :) I'm not going religious here, but what I said was the best way I could put my approval of this story. And as my Granny used to say, "It's a Peach!"

Tue, November 23rd, 2021 6:23pm

Author
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Thank you so much for your review. I was not trying to go religious but Sweetpea's solution worked because it got me out of where I was. Sometimes it is the escape from negative thinking that is needed. Thank you for your review. You are right on target.

Tue, November 23rd, 2021 10:58am

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