Absolute dogs b*******v

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Not my best week… long dark days in hospital.  I’ll try to form into a funny story. In the meantime here is an extract from today’s paper with my own comment at the end.

 

 

Extract from The Times 2nd December 2016 Spinal Column by Melanie Reid:Melanie and I have written to each other over the last few years. She is tetraplegic after breaking her neck and back in a riding accident in April 2010

In the paper today she wrote:….the other emotion, of course, the one where we’re the champions, the bizzo, the absolute dog’s b******s, is in the expression of gratitude. We spend our entire bloody lives thanking people for helping us. In fact, I’d say I have a master’s degree in supplication and gratitude: read these practised lips – they say ten dozen can I/would you/please pass me/thank yous every single day.

Because sometimes, you know, that’s all we have inside left to give. Humdrum words. And sincerity.

 

My response online went like this:
AMasters degree in the absolute dogs b******* .Oh my days this resonates. Here am I lying in hospital THANKYOU I say as the nurse yanks out the SPC. THANKYOU for answering the call bell THANKYOUUUUUUUUU please could I , excuse me, sorry, THANKYOU…..gratitude argh. As for the bloody ceiling. Only yesterday I suggested a starry glow star thing on the ceiling would be a considerable improvement….tut tut … forgetting myself. I should say THANKYOU for putting the bed flat so all I can do is scrabble about like an upside down tortoise! THANKYOU!