Day 203: Stupid Trixie Lymes

                     Sick Kathy = Gollum                                                                              Healthy Kathy = Smeagol

At least that's the case, according to my husband (If you haven't seen Lord of the Rings, get a brief primer here).
The remark wasn't meant as an insult. He said it after I made a comment this morning.

Me (in Smeagol-like fashion): We thinks we can do more than we can (upon having to rest after wiping out the dog's crate).
Him (being playful): Stupid Trixie Lymes, we hates them we do.

For a while, we joked and back and forth.

Smeagol: "But we likes the pizzas, yes our precious!"
Gollum: "NO!... WE can't HAVE the pizza, NOBODY can have the pizza."

And on and on it went. 

In reality, it's not that far off. I am often conflicted between the two sides of me.

On a good day: We can walks. We getting better. We are.
On a bad day:  We dying. We tortured. We can't go on.

Let's hope these new meds do their thing (free, free...let Smeagol go FREEEEEEE!!!!).

Altered Today: Dosing, Party Provisions. Hope you can make it Saturday. Would love to see you.

Comments

[Laina]

LOL! I can totally see that, Kathy! Here's to more good days!

[Saima]

SHIT YEAH I'll be there Saturday!
I love Smeagol AND Gollum equally. They are just as entertaining as the other.
I made Lisa watch LOTR recently - she couldn't make it through to all three but she knows them well enough to get your post. Hooray!
I miss your face - can't wait to see you.