My son, who is Mom-sitting while Mr. Divine is in India, thinks this is better than watching television. When I'm back in my own brain again, I am not
quite so amused.
In the past few days I have:
Fallen asleep in the grocery store...while driving my power chair...and not even realized that I was either asleep or in the store. Clean up..aisle 4!
Found myself in the family room, driving my wheel chair v-e-r-y s-l-o-w-l-y and just pushing against the sofa. My only knowledge of this was hearing son
chuckling to himself . I had no idea how I got there..or why.
Falling asleep....wherever...and drooling. Sooo ladylike.
Having people call to check in on me and not remembering who they are until half way through the conversation....or..better yet...telling one of DH's
co-workers that I don't buy magazine subscriptions over the phone...and hanging up on them.
This morning I have a vague memory of calling my hairdresser last night and leaving her a message about coming here to give me a haircut. I can't recall
the details, but I'm sure she thinks I'm completely nuts.
So, if you call, I'm not answering the phone anymore. I'm still at the house, but obviously, there's nobody at home 
color me completely embarrassed
)
Continued
NO PAIN vibes coming at you. . .so that you will return. 
