This day dreaming had landed me at the right places at the wrong time, and on the right tram but to the wrong destination. It is good that I am humorous enough to laugh at my own joke. The jokes were really on me, but each time I made a wrong turning I try to think of something to do at that appropriate place and time.
Ok, enough said so I went to my Doctor, climbed two floors of winding steps in an old Viennese building, alone just to be confronted by the building cleaner, who was babbling and babbling in a language no longer strange to me, yet I have no clue as to what she was babbling about, until I realized that I had got the days mixed up. Yay……………………. You should laugh at me too, supposedly I intended for a Mittwoch (Wednesday) but I had read that day as Dienstag (Tuesday), ahh well, I left the building in free spirit and laughing to myself.
The irritation of the spasm in my hands and the pain can wait for their turn of treatment. Like a happy Larry, I went window shopping at the stationary store (can you imagine how desperate can someone be to window shop at a stationary store………………. He he he). Then I got on the tram again and just did some people watching, I love people watching and I love each tram ride, for some unexplainable reason I just love riding on the tram. It is therapeutic.
Anyways, I got my much needed cocktail shot of Cortisone and Anesthetic finally on Freitag (Friday) , and this time around the effect on me was totally different. I COULD NOT SLEEP!!!!!!!!
So here I am, after doing my after midnight prayer (at 0347 am), eyes wide open, head spinning like a top, bemused by the sound of my hubby snoring, and doing what I do best at this hour. And that is to pen down another thought of my memory for this entry
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