MS. B. we are heading towards post #10,000!
Wherefore art thou?
I’m sorry exit, I really wanted it too.
I have a friend who is dying by degrees from
alcoholism.
He is a very dear friend and I just love him.
He is a retired submariner and just the funniest
nicest person you’d ever meet.
He’s in another state, so I can’t physically be there
for him right now.
He called because he needed to talk, but he was so inebriated I could barely understand him.
When I gently tried to get him to sign off and lie down and sleep, and that I would call him tomorrow (today) he got
it in his head that I didn’t want to talk to him.
Now he’s mad at me!
He was diagnosed with COPD too a few years ago, and he just seemed to give up. I’m so worried for him!
I cried some of the night, and when I finally fell asleep
(On the couch, so Mr.B could get some sleep)
Teega decided he was going to be a little A*****E
and run up and down my body all night.
No sleep = more pain, and well....
Who got the 10 grand?