Vincit Qui Se Vincit
Of course, I have yet to conquer myself ABers. Although, I feel that I am getting there.
Good evening one and all. I decided on a short break from my writing to share something with you tonight, and which took me all of three seconds to come up with earlier today.
While having recently had another root block injection, this time higher up on the right side of my spine, while it hurt like a female dog and on the trolley while I was injected I think I killed the pillow for squeezing too much on it; while I hmust also wait for the steroid to work - only about another week - I must endure my ankle giving up on me still. After a particularly unpleasant spasm, let's say, I was thinking of the song "My Way" at the time, the upshot of which I came up with my own version, which goes something like this...
..."My blinking leg, it's killing me. O yes it is, it's really hurting. I really want it to be gone, for later on I may go out and do some flirting".
The problem is, is that I cannot think to continue. Not, of course, that it is important. But in the spirit of fun, I thought I would post it on here and ask those of you who wish to, to contribute a line or two and we will see how far it goes.
I am returnig to my writing once this is posted, and at the weekend will be visiting family for a few days. I will get back to you when I have returned and will undoubtedly find it difficult choosing a best answer. But there is always a PSA to look forward to.
Have fun while I am away.
Spoony.