Brewer's Droop #279
Had a bit of a fright recently. No it wasn’t only seeing Nkosazana Dlamini-Zuma suddenly bursting onto my TV screen – although that was pretty bad.
You see, I had a rather urgent need to visit the lavatory (yes, it’s the right – and polite – word, not “toilet” or “bathroom”) and everything seemed to be in ship shape and Bristol fashion. In fact I was almost sorry I had to return to my friends. Feeling good and healthy.
After the mission was accomplished I began preparing myself for re-entry into society.
Stood up, or rather, tried to stand up but kept falling back. Strange.
Tried again – same result. Feeling a little concerned now.
After three or four attempts (each with the same result) I was considering calling for help and a ride to the hospital.
I calmed down a little and applied my mind to the problem and thinking it through……firstly I wasn’t in pain anywhere else and there were no other concerns. Secondly it happened without any warning and only occurred when I tried to stand. Thirdly it seemed to be an identical problem with both legs at the same time.
So, on closer examination about the situation (about which I was becoming alarmed) I realised I had been standing on my braces and every time I tried to get up they pulled me back down.
By the way. Last month a lady wrote to me – she was a friend of a person I thought the world of (Cherry). Sadly I lost her reply – so if it was you PLEASE write again. We can share some memories perhaps.
REFUSAL TO TALK ABOUT YOU-KNOW-WHAT
Cheers – and please note that I didn’t once mention the Corona Virus – I’m sick to death about that being the major topic of conversation.
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