Lucky it didn't burn you. Stuck in super hot gravy. Lucky nothings hot at hospital.. Gerg
> When I was first in rehab in 1973 I was sitting at the dinning > table. We were all served meat loaf, peas & hot mashed potatoes and > hot gravy. > Guess what? I face planted right into the hot mashed potatoes & > gravy. I couldn't push myself back up, I didn't have the strength > yet, so I had to blow out a space to breath. All my peers were > laughing till they peed in their pants (so to speak) until an aid > came to my rescue. THAT'S when everybody really started laughing > when they got a look at my face just covered with mashed potatoes, > gravy & peas. I wish someone had some kind of camera. Bobbie > > Smile Everyday > >> On Dec 24, 2015, at 11:20 AM, greg <g...@eskimo.com> wrote: >> >> I hate wearing my chest strap, so I rarely do unless going out by >> myself. I do sometimes fall forward and get stuck, have to call >> for help so someone can come and sit me back up. This morning I >> did it big tine. >> >> I keep a small pillow on my lap, to set the phone, book, Kindle, >> snacks, on. Or my dog to lay on. This morning I had a cinnamon >> roll on a paper towel on my pillow. If messy, I often just lift >> the whole small pillow up. I just tried and the pillow fell, >> hitting my joystick. It spun me around, hitting the recliner >> chair, making me fall forward, smashing the joystick forward all >> the way. I pushed the chair into the side table, knocking the >> table over, everything crashing to the ground. Breaking Christmas >> ornaments. Pushing the sofa half way across the room. Almost >> running over my dog. Luckily, I had just set my hot chocolate >> down. >> >> I fall forward now and then, but never crashing into everything >> that bad. >> >> Greg
