Friday, July 13, 2018

Entry Note To Self...God only knows

Journal Entry: 7/13/18
God only knows
Warning, adult content

After my walk this morning, I was craving some Ice Cream. I settled on yogurt, God only knows why.

I ended up at this little yogurt joint named The Frozen Frog. God only knows why the name. And God only knows how many flavors they have. Real cute little names. Lilly Pad Lollipop, Toad Road Caramel, you get the picture. I love orange flavors but not the artificial ones.

It brings back anxious moments of when I had my tonsils removed. The laughing gas the doctor gave me had this artificial orange taste. I didn’t like the taste of it then but I couldn’t say anything. One, I had my mouth open like the lips turned back on Winnie the donkey, and two, well the gas just made me not give a shit...I guess.

I didn’t remember much after it was all over, but I do remember the doctor’s words as we left his office, “For three days he can only eat ice cream.”

Of course my Mom stopped and bought a three day supply of ice cream on the way home. I had to stay in the car due to fifty feet of gauze packed in my mouth and I just wanted to sit there and try to remember what just happened. I also remember her words to this day, “I bought your favorite.”

You guessed it...ORANGE.

Then it all came back to me. The orange that taste horrible, not really giving a shit and there was this other thing that pisses me off till this day.

While I was in “The Chair”, the nurse was listening to this little transitor radio. I know many of you do not even know what those were. They are so old the spell check did not even recognize “transistor”. See how it spelled it wrong above?

Well, on the T Radio, Unchained Melody was playing. One of the greatest songs of all time and wouldn’t you know it...every time I here it play, to this day, I taste orange...

The Orange flavor still does not sit just right, so I avoid it and go for the coconut flavors. I don’t listen to the real radio that much, so I can control my music. But there are some days, to this day, I still don’t give a shit...God only knows why...Doc

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