Sunday, with the budgies chirping...

[fajrdrako]

First thing I remember this morning was hearing the birds start to sing when the sun came up. No one had covered the budgie cage last night, and I hadn't the energy to cross the living room to do it - I'm still sleeping on the sofa in the living room to coddle my broken foot, but crossing the room with my walker is an energetic and time-consuming project. So I just left the birds uncovered.

There was something out of doors chirping, a long, single drawn-out chirp that I haven't heard since last summer. Pretty. Then I realized that my budgies were trying to reply to that chirp, trying to respond with the same sound. It isn't in the least like a normal budgie chirp (if any budgie sound can be said to be 'normal') but I loved the way they were trying to say 'good morning' to our feathered neighbour.

Then at seven a.m. my alarm clock went off. Remember how I begged commodorified to unplug it yesterday? And she did. But this morning the alarm went off. Not my normal alarm, which is the CBC morning radio news - International news, always depressing, but bearable to listen to. No, this was the alternate alarm, a loud oscillating BEEP that would continue for two hours if unchecked.

I got my walker and hiked slowly into the bedroom to see if I could reach it to turn it off. Not a chance. I couldn't get within eight feet of it - it's on the other side of the queen-size bed.

I could tolerate two hours of CBC morning radio, no problem. This beep? Not a chance. So I phoned maaseru, who was asleep like all the good boys and girls.

"Help!" I screamed. "My sanity is at stake! You have to rescue me!"

So at 7 a.m. on a Sunday, maaseru got herself dressed and came down to my apartment and turned off the annoying beep. Yes, commodorified had already turned it off. And unplugged it. But there was an emergency battery there just in case the clock-radio should be accidentally unplugged... or in case of Armageddon.

Eep.

The device is the creation of some evil mastermind.

Luckily, maaseru was laughing when she arrived. Remember how I said she deserved the Nobel Prize? Now she deserves a prize so big I don't think they make them that grand.

Comments

[mmegaera.livejournal.com]

See http://mmegaera.livejournal.com/13294.html for a good example of my own post-surgery cowardice. Every success is a triumph. No matter how small it is.

[fajrdrako.livejournal.com]

Yes, wow, thanks for pointing me to that - that's exactly how I feel! The fear that any wrong move (or any movement at all) will bring excruciating pain.

I'll get braver. I will.

sorry, needed to edit

[mmegaera.livejournal.com]

Note: that post was made almost 2 1/2 months after my surgery. Orthopedic surgery takes time for recovery. Lots of time. So don't try to rush things.

Having my gall bladder out a year ago was a piece of cake in comparison. I was all but back to normal two weeks post-op.

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[fajrdrako.livejournal.com]

I am prepared to be patient - surrounded by books and DVDs and such. And for life to be inconvenient for a while.

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[mmegaera.livejournal.com]

I'm glad to hear it. It'll be worth it in the end.