Yesterday I was given some pain meds that really threw me for a loop. In spite of the fact I felt like I could lose my lunch at any minute, I was taken to group PT and tortured. Yes, tortured!
In the early evening I had visitors (two of my favorite people/relatives) who really gave me a good laugh. They came in wearing badges identifying themselves as PB-2030 and PB-2035, They even brought me my very own badge that says "Hello! I am a PB-2035." That refers to the dream I was having when I woke up from anesthesia. I was dreaming that my daughter was a PB-2030 and I was a PB-2035. (If you know what that means, you are one of a select few.) Now that was a weird dream! I think I giggled for a good 5 minutes in the recovery room.
Then later in the evening I got a beautiful bouquet of flowers and a lovely card from my pup. Yup, from my pup. The card was signed by Minnie, and it even had a paw print on it. If I didn't know better, I might think it really was from Minnie. Hmmm, maybe some day someone will fess up.
LOL! PB-2035 :) I BET I COULD NOT GUESS WHO THOSE GUESTS WERE ... LAUGHTER, THE BEST MEDICINE. PAM
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