Daily Archives: August 16, 2019

#WEEKENDCOFFEESHARE : Miss seeing my dad, but pain prevents it


#WEEKENDCOFFEESHARE : Miss seeing my dad, but pain prevents it

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Weekend Coffee Share is a time for us to take a break out of our lives and enjoy some time catching up with friends (old and new)!

Grab a cup of coffee and share with us! What’s been going on in your life? What are your weekend plans? Is there a topic you’ve just been ruminating on that you want to talk about?

All are welcome! Just add your link to the Linky-List, and be sure to visit others and join in their conversations! The link will be open from Friday, February 8th at 7am (Pacific Time) until Monday, February 11th at 7am (Pacific Time) to give us a good range of “weekend”!

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If we were having coffee, I would be drinking iced tea because I hate coffee and can’t stand this heat. The heat is really acting up with my asthma. You may have coffee or tea, whichever you prefer.

If we were having coffee or tea I would tell you that I am not sure if the Lyrica is working or not. My pulmonary doctor feels that my sleep problem is my sleep apnea, which it could be, who knows. That’s the problem. Nobody knows anything. Really, doctors know very little and each specialty claims the problems are due to their particular specialty. I am tired of it all. I am in constant pain, always sleeping and hate my life.

I can’t see my father in the long term facility (he had a stroke over a year ago) because of the pain, the breathing problem and constant need to sleep. They have him in the very farthest area in there and there is a huge parking area to get to the front door.

My breathing problems are easier. Still bad, but not as bad. So it is only asthma.

I would also tell you that Sunday is still brunch with my BFF. We meet every Sunday including this morning unless something comes up, which isn’t often. I look forward to it. Something came up, the elevators, both of them, were down again at the same time. We ended up going on Monday instead.

Enjoy your weekend.

Tessa – 

Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses, also a devout Christian

Author – http://www.finallyawriter.com (this blog contains my old work mostly although occasionally I do add something new here), new work is mainly on this blog http://www.tessacandoit.com

Author of a book, a work in progress on the blog, https://tessacandoit.com/government-property-a-memoir-as-a-military-wife/

Highlighted chapters are done and ready to be read.

Friday #fotoflash August 16, 2019


DB McNicol’s #fotoflash

Photo from Morguefile

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Bones on Display

By Teresa Smeigh 2019

The boys gently lowered the skeleton onto the cart and wheeled it from the classroom. There was a large air vent on one of the walls, and they thought it would be a neat trick to attach it to the opening and see if anyone screamed.

No one had been in the area since they had been watching so they raised the two ladders and then quickly, lifting the top of the skeleton the two boys began climbing, and once the legs were about to come up off the cart, they had the other two boys grasp a hold of the legs.

They pulled it up and slowly wound first the one hand and then the other through the bars. Then they climbed partway down the ladder so they could set the legs in place. It looked pretty scary, so maybe one of the girls would scream. It would be even better if one of the teachers did.

The boys went home for the night, so anxious none of them slept. They couldn’t wait to see what their prank would wreak.

The boys arrived early that morning. They found the police outside. As each person arrived, they were asking them if they knew how the skeleton got there. No one knew, and the boys were quiet. Obviously, their prank went wrong. Thankfully they hadn’t been seen.

The skeleton is still talked about today, but we were all going to take it to our graves with us. I was the last one left, and I had no intention of saying a word, ever!

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DB McNicol’s Rules:

Welcome to my Friday Foto Flash Fiction challenge! Each Friday I will post a new picture to be used as inspiration for your flash fiction written in 500 words or less. Be sure to include the photo, the source credit, and a link to this post with your storyEntries will close on Thursday at midnight Eastern Time.

Once your post is live, add your link to the list below. I hope you will visit the other entries (and check back often for new stories). Remember to leave them a comment in appreciation. Thank you and enjoy! Here’s your photo prompt.

Tessa – 

Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses, also a devout Christian

Author – http://www.finallyawriter.com (this blog contains my old work mostly although occasionally I do add something new here), new work is mainly on this blog http://www.tessacandoit.com

Author of a book, a work in progress on the blog, https://tessacandoit.com/government-property-a-memoir-as-a-military-wife/

Highlighted chapters are done and ready to be read.

 

100 Word Challenge – inspiration is the word chatter


100 Word Challenge – inspiration is the word chatter

 

“Your report card never changes. ‘Great Student, but chatters way too much. Disrupts the Class.’ It hardly ever varies.”

“Oh, mom and dad it could be worse. At least I don’t smoke in the girl’s room.”

“And you better not start either.”

“I’m a good student, and everyone knows that including my teachers. I can’t help the chatting in class, though.”

“How hard is it to keep your mouth closed during class? You have all of recess to talk to them.”

“Recess is for talking to my other friends who aren’t in my class.”

“Oh Terri, won’t you ever learn?”

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And the obvious answer is no I will never learn. I talked all through school. My mother in exasperation of the constant phone calls because of my talking finally told that teacher then she should just move the other student because when they moved me I picked up my books and slammed them on the other desk. Wouldn’t it be easier to just move that other student? She shocked the teacher who had never thought about it.

Tara’s Rules

1) I provide a one-word prompt.
2) Write anything you want using that prompt, either as inspiration or as part of your 100 Words. (That means you don’t have to actually use the prompt word, it can be implied.)
3) Your story has to be EXACTLY 100 words (because someone will ask, hyphenated words count as a single word.) This is the one rule I will be a stickler about.
4) Submit your story here as a comment, as a Facebook status, or as a blog post. (Add the specific FB status or post’s URL to the Mr. Linky list just under the prompt.)
5) If you write a blog post, please link back to this post. It makes it easier for me and the other Wordsters to find you.
6) You have one week to write your story and link up (The link stays open, so you can really submit stories whenever… this is the one rule I don’t really enforce.)

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Tessa – 

Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses, also a devout Christian

Author – http://www.finallyawriter.com (this blog contains my old work mostly although occasionally I do add something new here), new work is mainly on this blog http://www.tessacandoit.com

Author of a book, a work in progress on the blog, https://tessacandoit.com/government-property-a-memoir-as-a-military-wife/

Highlighted chapters are done and ready to be read.