Good Morning Mutterings – What’s Up with Me and the Big Blue Dog #HealthWorld #What’sUp

Good Morning Mutterings – What’s Up with Me and the Big Blue Dog #HealthWorld #What’sUp

good morning, everyone. I hope you are all doing well. I would first like to say that I am recording this on my voice recorder, and I am going to use the transcribe to text feature and create a post. I hope this will come out OK. I did it once before. But I am not certain of how well it did. I cannot give commands such as return or go to a new line or whatever so this may need editing for paragraphs etc. then again, the transcription might be good and do things that I don’t expect we will see. In the meantime, I am recording in dictation fashion. Which I am not horribly bad at.

I would first like to speak to the ACB community. I understand karaoke was something special yet again last night. I cried this morning when I read an email from a friend who said she performed the song that she had created herself for the community and the birthday we just celebrated and are continuing to celebrate. I had hoped to be there because I knew that she had something brewing. I walked blue around 7 o’clock last evening. I sat down on my bed propped up on pillows Reclining comfortably I told blue I am going to rest here for just a few moments and then we will listen to karaoke together. The next thing I knew it was 1 o’clock in the morning.

I sat on the side of my bed and felt so disconnected from everyone. I never dreamed that recovering from surgery by myself at home would be this exhausting. The first week of surgery recovery consisted of me simply existing. I would get up make something to eat clean it up eat it go to the bathroom and go back to bed. The cycle repeated each day. Eventually, I gained enough strength to get myself outside to the swing. I did this for two days and then walked to the dumpster and back. Still, I was not as prepared as I believed when I brought blue home. But overall, I am glad I did. It’s just that by the time I walk feed and play with him there is nothing left of me and all I can do is go sit in the recliner or lie down on the bed and sleep. So, I apologize to all of you for not being where I should be or doing what I should be doing. I am just doing all that I can do.

So now the big blue dog is snoring, and I am making Yet another cup of coffee and for the moment all is right with our world.

The coffee is hot the weather is not and that’s the way we like it. Thank you for reading our work.

*Reader’s Note*

This piece was edited by the Microsoft Word Spell-Check program. I also removed a small line of text from the work because the recorder picked up mutterings from me which were unintended for the text. 😊

Thanks again for reading.

May Harmony find You.

Blessid Be.

*Photos of Happiness*

Patty and Prince Edward sitting together in a brown arm chair. Prince Edward is a dapper looking black and white cat with amber eyes, who's looking warmly up at Patty as he sits on her lap. Patty has dark curly hair and wears a long-sleeved, taupe shirt.

Patty and her guide dog Blue. Patty has her hair tied back in a low ponytail and rests her right hand on Blue's head. She wears a white shirt with a pink and purple butterfly on the front and light blue shorts. Blue is a handsome black lab. He wears a brown leather harness with a handle attached to the back and is smiling at the camera as he sits in front of Patty. In the background is a brick building with white, windowed doors and a flowerpot overflowing with pink and yellow blooms.

Patty Fletcher lives in Kingsport Tennessee where she works as an author and social media marketing assistant.

Learn more at:   http://www.pattysworlds.com

4 Comments

  1. Victoria Zigler Reply
    March 20, 2022

    I’m only glad you got some rest, and hope you got more afterwards. *hugs*

    1. Thanks for reading. I did go back to sleep and slept until around 5. After that I was awake and so was Blue so we got up and went out into the early morning.

  2. marlsmenagerie Reply
    March 20, 2022

    Recovery takes time. This poem is for you, Patty.

    Older
    (Sonnet)
    10/07/2020

    Another year older and something new creeks.
    Body used to heal quickly but now it takes weeks.
    When day and night merge and you still cannot sleep,
    Just go with the flow and try to stay on your feet.

    When you turn on water and Grandma runs to go pea,
    Don’t laugh. When you reach her age it won’t feel like glee.
    When your kids say they are old just be clear,
    When you say, “What’s that make me?” Then persevere.

    Older and wiser, not necessarily true.
    Hind sight sees more. If we only knew,
    Back then, what we know now.
    Could that have made things better somehow?

    One day at a time seems a good plan.
    Just try to be aware and do the best you can.

  3. Thanks for keeping us n the loop and for keeping on keeping on. Love and a hug, Tasha

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