The next decade....what's in store?
Musings of a yamfooted traveller still trying to shake off those last 20 pounds as she treks across the Caribbean
Went out on Saturday night. Came back late and got ready for bed. Part of getting ready for bed is emptying my bladder because I hate to be awaked mid-sleep to let out stuff.
So was there in the bathroom waiting....just like my granny used to do when she was alive.
It was about 4am and I was tired, so I closed my eyes for a bit....or so I thought!
When I woke up 45 minutes later, I could feel nothing. My legs were dead and for some strange reason, I didn't feel like I was in this world. Then I started to scream. Real screams. Good thing the neighbours above me, their bedrooms are situated on their second floor. Wonder what would have happened if they had heard me?
Anyway, I started frantically banging my feet on the floor, while still sitting on the throne. Slowly, the blood started to circulate. By this time, my heart was pounding in my chest. I thought this was it.
Hmmm, wonder who would have missed me, had I popped off?
Posted by yamfoot at December 3, 2007 10:08 PMWhat a way that would have been to go....enthroned so to speak. The undertakers would have had to come and pried u off the bowl. By then Rigor Mortis would have set in, and they would have had to transport you to the Morgue in a seated position, underwear down around your ankles.
In all, not a very ladylike demise....:-)
Posted by: larr at December 3, 2007 10:30 PMU remember the scene in Lethal Weapon with Danny Glover on the toilet? :-)
U scare easily though...
lol! You definitely are easy to get scared! I hate it when my limbs go numb, it happens countless times when I sleep on my hand!
Posted by: Stunner at December 5, 2007 04:18 PMHehe.
Posted by: Gela at December 9, 2007 07:36 PM