The lil’wrekker was due in sometime today. I was shocked when returning from dog walking early this morning, Her and her BF, DIL, Son-of-a-wrek, Mr.Wrekker assorted and sundry other characters were lined up on my deck, looking like a firing squad.
It seems I was posting weird messages and pictures to EVERYONE on my contact list(in my regular cel phone). This occurred overnight. I thought I was asleep. My brain was obviously not. My fingers were typing and taking non-sense pictures.
Before I got my shoes off and my jacket off DIL was running my CGM numbers and dialing the nurse-line at the clinic. Checking my insulin pump and generally being a Nazi-jerk.
Mr.Wrekker was giving his best scowl. I believe building up to a l–o--n–g lecture series, that I know is forthcoming.
Son-of-a-wrek was teasing me about being a crazy-looney tune.
The lil’wrekker was sobbing. Hamza was scared. He looked like a deer in the headlights. Poor guy.
The lil’wrekker showed me the messages on her iPhone. WTH? It scared me. They were nearly suicidal in nature. At least, fatalistic.
Plus I told about all my hidey-holes. (Note to self: re-hide stuff)
Folks, suicide has never been in my mind in a serious way. I’ve said the odd “I oughta just go shoot myself”…it’s never been something I would or could do.
I had to do some fancy talking to calm them down.
DIL and the Diabetic nurse have decided it’s a new med I’m on. I’m particularly sensitive to it, I guess. I’m to stop taking it immediately. I go in Monday and we’ll determine what needs to be done about it.
Man, oh Man. What one crazy night can bring down on my head. I swear on all that is holy I have absolutely no memory of doing all that. I’m alittle tired. I guess so. Seems I was very busy overnight.
Nightshift from hell.
BIG NOTICE:
If ol’beck posts a bunch of crazy crap on the Dope, would someone please report me? Wait, wait…not my normal crazy stuff. I mean seriously ‘Crazy’ stuff.
Sorry to ask you to make such a judgement call.
But, we watch out for each other, here on this board. Sick, drunk or lonely.
Can a pitiful crazy woman get the same?
I’m embarking (in 9 days) on my kidney surgery. I’ll not have my devices for a few days. Later on in my recovery I expect to have them and be posting again.
So y’all watch out for me, please.
Love you guys!