2008 Wasn't My Year
Sing to the 12 days of Christmas and you'll get the picture...
The 12 months of Christmas...
On the 12th month of Christmas my doctor gave to me.. A pacemaker for my honey
On the 11th month of Christmas my doctor gave to me.. A catheter so I could pee.
On the 10th month of Christmas my doctor gave to me.. Ten cracking toes and 2hurting, creaky, failing knees.
On the 9th month of Christmas my doctor gave to me.. Lots of Vicodin and surgery on the left knee.
On the 8th month of Christmas my doctor gave to me.. Baker cysts swelling behind both knees.
On the 7th month of Christmas my doctor gave to me.. A blood clot during laser surgery.
On the 6th month of Christmas my doctor gave to me.. Blood thinners causing allergies.
On the 5th month of Christmas my doctor gave to me.. Five incompetent vein surgeries.
On the 4th month of Christmas my doctor gave to me.. A double carpal tunnel surgery.
On the 3rd month of Christmas my doctor gave to me.. Two “fixers” plus a hysterectomy.
On the 2nd month of Christmas my doctor gave to me.. Ankles that won’t stop swelling.
On the 1st month of Christmas my doctor gave to me.. Blood tests, Xrays and scheduled surgeries!
Needless to say, 2008 was a year of surgeries. Thank goodness that my health has since improved! B.T. inspired my posting this. Hope you got a kick out of it. Here's to healthier days ahead.