Pranks and Thanks!

The time had come near for me to go home. Yahoo! I get to go home, HOME! I couldn't believe after seven and a half months in the hospital, also after I thought I'd be in a nursing home, Peg and Jim said I could come live with them. Thank you God, Peg and Jim for allowing me to go home! Even now as I think about it I cry in thanks and joy.

So Peg came to learn to take care of me. Being around her makes me more mischievous than usual, because when we get together, we are like the Cheshire Cat and his smile (MISS-CHIEVOUS!). She went everywhere with me, ie…all my therapies.

One of the things she did was to follow me to hydrotherapy. On the way to the room with the tub in it, we had to go down a hall with pictures of hospital benefactors. I asked for a marker, Peg and the therapist asked me, “Why?” “To draw moustaches on the pictures, of course,” I said. I received a peel of laughter, a quick, “No!” and they didn't give me a marker. Golly!

After seeing good relationships between the staff and me, Peg soon became my accomplice in pranks.

• On the physical therapy gym door we put a sign that read “TORTURE CHAMBER”, (my name for it.)

• In the gym was a skeleton I called “my boyfriend.” Peg said, “Oh really. Whats his name?” It came to me quick, “Slim, Slim Pickens,” I said. “Slim Pickens his nose?” she asked. “Yes, that’s it! How did you know?” The next day we taped his finger up his nose...tee, hee!

• Another day, I found some one with a key to Pat's (my speech therapist) office. We put Slim behind her desk, her warm welcome the next morning.

• When our sister Karen came to visit, we went to the cafeteria for a snack. As we were leaving, we grabbed a plastic fork and a few ketchup packets. On the way to my room I got some tape. Peg and Karen proceeded to break the prongs off the fork and taped it to my forehead sticking straight out over my eye's, then covered the tape with the ketchup. They pushed me around the rehab unit, while I grabbed my head, like Kevin in home alone, and yelled "I have a headache!" Everyone just cracked up.

Joy comes in the morning.

Psalms 30:5

I am blessed

Merrym Dawn Mathis Bruce