They lied

Where it all started for me.June 24th 1952.Old city county  hospital LaGrange,Georgia.Back in the days when you walked into a hospital and the smell of alcohol and ether would smack you in the face.Thank goodness for Crawford W. Long for coming up with ether but it was awful smelling and so nauseous least to me.With out it at that time people would have to bite the bullet literally or swig on liquor till they passed out when having surgery.My first remembrance of ether was 1959 when I had my tonsils took out.Night before it took place I checked into the hospital.7 years old Momma stayed with me.I remember a nurse coming in to give me a shot that night.I cried,Momma cried,the nurse was crying I had her so upset.I did not like shots.Then the head nurse came in without saying a word,rolled me over and gave me the shot.

Next day off to the operating room.I was so small a nurse just picked me up in her arms and toted me.I remember Dr. Cowart placing a rubber mask on my face telling me to breathe deeply.We are going to blast off in a rocket into outer space Dr.Cowart said,count to 100.I made it to about 8 and out I went.

Waking up the first person I seen was my Grand Ma Smith sitting by the bed smiling.Dr.Cowart came in and noticed my money jar on the bedside table.You are making more money off this than I am he joked.

They lied.You can have all the ice cream you want I was told.They didn't tell you that your throat would be so sore and hurting you didn't want anything.

God bless you!

Maybe I'm not so forgetful after all.I did loose my hat could not find it any where.You guessed it,was on my head.Someone much younger told me about their little spell of forgetfulness the other day.

Seem they lost their cell phone.You know what I'm going to say don't you? Yep they where talking on it at the time.

Wonder what causes these little lapses in our memory.Is it stress,sign of the times just so busy with life we can't concentrate or what.

Now my Momma she did loose her memory.They called it dementia or Alzheimer's who knows for sure.All I know is it's an awful disease.She forgot who I was completely.I only have one piece of advice to anyone caring for someone with that condition.Do not take anything they say seriously or to heart.Just let in come in one ear and out the other.Remember it's the disease talking not them.

How the heck I get on this subject?Didn't start out to be serious but way I write guess.One subject comes into my mind and I get side tracked on another.

So with all that said if you are going through something like that with a loved one all I can do is give you a big loving understanding hug and say God bless you! 

It helps to be angry

I'm through with rhymes
It just takes to much time
Most of all they sound weird
Writing those things you need long hair and beard

You have to be in a mood
It helps to be angry
Write when your'e brooding
If not nothing comes out good

So will stick to what I know
Won't be putting on any show
Write what's true
Those little stories about me and you

So won't put you through any pain
With those little rhymes
With my small stories I will bore
That will do it's no chore