When ‘carpe diem’ is the wrong motto
Posted June 4, 2010on:
Carpe diem – sieze the day. Sounds cool and all if you are a grunt….maybe.
Today, carpe diem – seize the day – was NOT a cool thing for me.
I had a seizure today…at the park…after having brunch with some girl friends and my mommy and her girl friends.
Don’t ask me what happened. Don’t ask the doctors either. They don’t know.
The good news is that the seizure didn’t affect my brain. It got my daddy’s brain instead mommy said. I am not sure if that is funny or not.
Turns out that every now and then a by Russ (Editor: virus) will make a fever happen and that the fever will make little people shake and shimmy enough to scare the water out of mommies and daddies and friends and preachers and church folk and and…enough to get people to pray. (That’s not a bad thing I hear.)
I am getting better now and the frog knows sis (Ed: prognosis) is that it shouldn’t happen again.
I can live with that…or without it as the case may be.
Thank God I am okay. But I think mommy is still worried about daddy’s brain.