There will be blood here. And fire. And drums. And bells. And chants. And wine for the spirits. And lots of other cool stuff.
Saturday, September 26, 2015
Don't forget...
There will be blood here. And fire. And drums. And bells. And chants. And wine for the spirits. And lots of other cool stuff.
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Throw in a healing spell for me. I took Mikey for a bit of a walk at night, as usual, and I tripped on the sidewalk, went down hard and both knees. Injury on the left but really bad injuries on the right. I have a long skirt I'll don tomorrow to go to drug store for salve and bandages for a while. Poured hydrogen peroxide on it tonight. I don't lift my feet right. Should have known. Tripped twice in the kitchen earlier on nothing.
Note to self: learn how to walk. Lift feet.
Aw, don't think I'll get to see it. It been raining for days.
I will Border.
Kitty, it lasts until Monday night.
Border, I'm so sorry about your fall. I think of you often, and wonder how you are doing. I am scared of falling, now that I am older. Joints get so loose, and my reactions are not quite as quick as what they were a few years ago. I have caught my feet on one thing or another here, a few times over the last few weeks. Scares the crap out of me, as I know I could really hurt myself, now.
I am hoping that I can see the moon tonight. Night before last it was so cloudy, and last night clear as a bell. I don't know what it will be like tonight. I missed the previous eclipse, or whatever as Little Miss Emmie was kind enough to get me up an hour or so before, and then an hour and a half after. I was bummed.
Border, I hope you find comfort and healing quickly.
Christina
Cristina, I know how you feel. I have so many doctors warning me about this and that, they don't understand how I live. I have to do things around here. I have to learn to wear real shoes, I have to watch my step, I have to keep paths clear, watch out for animals under my feet, use crutches, go slow. That going slow business is about fucking irritating for someone like me. My doc keeps yelling at me about diabetic amputations if I don't change my ways. It's fucked up. I can't change. I HAVE to do shit.
Thanks for the reminder Pat. Very clear night here, so I'll be sure to look for it! yay!
no moon here, it is raining, but I cut my finger and got 6 stitches. a lot of blood! coincidence?
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