Things NOT on my Bucket List!!

A week ago I had to go to the dentist.....this trip, as we all know, is not high on anyone's Bucket List!! I go to a nice dentist that goes to my church...when I left, I wondered if he ever goes to church!! I had to have a crown which is the price of a new small car. Of course it was the farthest tooth back so after the gas took effect on my brain, he shot me about 4-5 times. Holy catfish!! That hurts so bad! When that took effect, I couldn't hear, see, taste or smell. You could have performed surgery on the entire right side of my body. Everything was numb. I could have pierced 4 new holes in my ear, taken out my appendix, done half of a colonoscopy and gotten a new right knee!! I need a new knee so that really was appealing but I don't want another colonoscopy for 5 more years! Been there...done that...and I don't want to buy the t-shirt! After the gas wore off, I had to drive home. I think I made it.

Later that day, I drove to Ft. Worth. Still gnawing on my tongue, I headed north to help out with some parental duties. This too is not on my Bucket List but I went like a good daughter to help. Mom had just put down new carpet because of a leak or something. When I got there, I helped unpack all kinds of "treasures" to put back in the dining room hutch and eterge' (however you spell that - you know that fancy little shelf). She was somewhat offended when I tried to put some of these lovely items in a box "to put somewhere else". When she wasn't looking, I threw some things away. I started to find a box and put the finer things in it to give to my sister, Sherry; I'm sure she'll want them!! Anyway, I think we only hollered at each other once or twice and then went to bed. It does look nicer and she probably won't miss the little bunny rabbit with a blue bow, turtle family, swans, box of candy from someone's wedding, broken pig, faded flowers from a funeral or the antique (?) broach! I went to church with them on Sunday and saw lots of people I'm suppose to remember but don't. You know how that is! After church we went to Cheddars!! Oh, if the story could just stop right there!

I had a bowl of chicken tortilla soup...big bowl. I gave Mom one spoonful; thank heavens I didn't give my dad any. This soup decided to rear it's ugly head in the form of food poisoning in the middle of the movie that evening at 8:00! I thought I had eaten too many Boston Baked Beans and along with the 3D movie of "Ice Age"....well, let's just say that I had to make a mad dash to the movie theatre potty. Thank heavens, no one else was in there. Throwing up is an art form that you never really "learn" but also never forget how!!! After 5 minutes, I went out in the hall. Several minutes later, I was back in there...this time the place was full of people....for only a brief moment. I've never heard people run out of a place so fast! I then ran for the car and made it almost home. I don't know the name of the street I threw up on, but I ruined my flip flops! This lasted all night along with the other part of food poisoning that I won't discuss...aren't you glad!! 12 hours later and 10 pounds lighter, I laid in bed and tried to act human. I felt like a mac truck hit me for 3 days. This is definitely NOT on my Bucket List. Mom got sick too but not quite as bad because she only had a little of this tasty soup.

Tuesday morning I awoke a 6 a.m. to my mother telling me she was going to the ATM to get some money and when she came home she was going to call the ambulance because dad doesn't feel well!!!! What?? Is this a dream? Why do you need money to go call an ambulance...still in a fog, I said, "If you need an ambulance, why are you going after money first?" something was not right here! I talked her out of the money but not out of the ambulance! He went in for chest pains and by the time he got there he was fine. So we spent the better part of a day telling them not to do tests on him and can we go home? He came home, ate a big dinner, slept soundly in his own bed and I finally came home on Wednesday. I secretly threw the Cheddars leftovers in the garbage disposal!! Mom was just about attached to the leftovers as she was the bunnies and turtles! If he had had the tortilla soup, we would have been calling the ambulance 2 nights in a row! There are a million stories just like this...but that's for another day!! This day was long enough...and really not on my Bucket List!