Well, our visitors came and we talked non-stop for two and a half days, catching up on kids, retirement, medical stuff and travels.
We took them to a concert type gathering down by the river. Shaved Ice, pronto pups, burgers etc.
With the adjustments I have been making with my steroids I have had very little energy so I just found a place in the grass and plopped down (not giving any thought about how I would get up.
Well it came time to leave, the guys in our group each offered a hand and tried to pull me up. My bad knee would have no part of that. At one point they did pull me half way up but I fell forward. By now the concert crowd is watching us! I decided if I could get to a tree I could pull my self up. I crawled through the hippies and families, who were trying to look away, except the children who were delighted in my dilemma. The tree was of no help, so I just sat there, leaning against the tree while the little children ran in circles around me and the tree. I should have taken my hat off and my teeth out. They would have run.
One of the guys in our group got a chair and they held it down with their feet while I managed to pull my self half way up and then all the way up. I will never sit on the grass again!
About Me
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- My book "The Bastard Tree" is still available on Amazon.com and Barnes and Noble.com. I hve had a lot of positive remarks about my story and although I am not making money with it, I am glad I did it. It is one of those things that people always say, "you should write a book," so I did. I like to write and I hope you will enjoy reading what I post.
