One of mine was to Live or Die. The choice of living meant , not giving up. To die meant giving up.
I choose to live!
Another was to Laugh or Cry. My family has laughed through life, so guess what I choose?
I choose to laugh!
For instance;
My speech therapist, Pat. I loved to pick on her. Let's go back to the day I met her. She entered my room without permission, and just started prodding me to make sounds. This made me very angry and I was already bitter from all the "crap" that had happened. So being the brat I am, I tried to upset her.
She would give me a list of words to practice saying daily. Oh, I practiced them alright! But I put the words together to make sentences that would irritate her, like; Why me? or I want Pepsi! (Pepsi was my addition to the list ). Eventually she understood what I was doing and went along with it. This endeared her to me. I love it when people get me!
We became fast friends after that, to the point that on Fridays (her day off), the staff was on guard for me to be in a bad mood.
It got to the point, that I talked her into helping me with pranks. One day I was in her office and I was making fun of my doctor. He was young, hip, and had ME as a patient, poor guy. He wore wild ties, which was not what I expected from a doctor. Anyway I said I wanted to be just like him, I asked for a piece of paper I drew a tie and then colored it madly with markers. I asked Pat to cut it out, give me a paperclip and clip it to my shirt. She did, and I went around the rehab unit only answering to Dr. Granger.
My favorite prank I pulled off with Pat"s help was at Christmas time. Someone had given me white malted milk balls. The kind that if you licked them, their color would come off. I went to my room with my therapist, got in bed, grabbed a milk ball, licked it and wiped it all over my lips. Now my lips were all white and cakey looking. Then I had my therapist call my doctor STAT. He came running in my room and was trying to figure out why my lips were white. I licked my lips, laughing. He just shook his head, smiling the whole time and left the room...
We were filled with laughter, and we sang for joy. And the other nations said, "What amazing things the Lord has done for them."
Psalms 126:2
I am blessed
Merrym Dawn Mathis Bruce
You are a kick in the pants Mer. LOL
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I'm a big believer in learning what you love. Especially when things are difficult to get through. I've been trying to play the piano to get through my physical therapy exercises. It's more fun than doing other things like tapping on tables and counting with fingers. I like that you chose to work on things you wanted to say. That is something I would have chosen to do as well. We must be related or something ...
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