Sunday, April 22, 2012

MAGPIE...Prompt #114


                                                        Image/ Alex Stoddard



ACTING OUT

It didn't make any difference to me what the image would be.   I knew that I was going to write this anyway.  I had my own prompt to deal with.  Fate and synchronicity dance along their own paths, and wasn't I the foolish one to forget about the doppelganger who tiptoes through my life.

A concussion is an odd circumstance.  It doesn't necessarily show up on a Cat Scan.  Because I couldn't really be trusted to remember details, I was handed a sheet of pink paper when I was dismissed from the hospital, that listed symptoms that would ring a bell if I had a concussion.

Ding-a-ling...nausea, blurring of vision, vertigo, forgetfulness, pain in head,(as opposed to just plain headache).  And so sleepy...Bingo!

Okay...let's go back a bit.  I fell out of bed and got a severe injury.  Well, not exactly fell, this sleepwalker must have been running from something monstrous, or perhaps running to open a door to...what?

The physical world disowned my somnambulistic mind.  The physical world bruised both knees, my right elbow, my forehead, and slammed my right temple and cheekbone, (still nips a bit when I chomp down).

It was a terrible pain, and Milo, the cat, joined me in crying.  I had the presence of mind to gather my stuff, call for an ambulance and get admitted to the hospital at 1:00 AM.

Cat scan and pink slip allowed me to go home at 6:00 AM.  Five days later I went back to emergency when the world was still tipping at a weird angle.  Another Cat Scan, and my descriptive powers proved that I had a concussion.  They emphasized that I not do anything strenuous.  Cancelled my high wire act.  Doing things like molasses now.  Plan to be my old self again.  Will I never learn?

And now Tess presents this picture for Magpie Tales.  Just the state I've been living in for the last 2 weeks.  Why am I surprised by this coincidence?


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20 comments:

  1. I hope that the brain waves restart their rythmic motion soon. Take care.

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  2. alright now you have me sorely confused ...so you got a concussion? or is this fiction?

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  3. Hi DCW-
    I keep re-starting..that's good I hope!...thanks..

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  4. Hi Brian-
    All true, my friend..so odd, like walking around in a cocoon.... and lapses..but better..Thank you

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  5. Back to stability and equilibrium soon, I hope. Best regards...

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  6. That sounds like an unpleasant experience; at least it didn't 'water down' your creativity.

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  7. Hi Berowne-
    Thanks for your good wishes...trying to stay on track..

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  8. Hi Little Nell-
    Thanks for that..kept waiting for some part of me to re-emerge..

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  9. Yes, what an image, indeed. And I can see how you came upon it with a pre-meditated agenda. The blog had to be written, it just needed a prompt - any prompt...and yet, the right prompt seemed to have sought you out.

    What crap, having to go through what you've gone through. Good sign: you said you felt a lack of creativity...yet, here we are, enjoying your creative gift.

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  10. Hi dori-
    What a beautiful response..so encouraging..survival is so strange, isn't it? Thank you...

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  11. Hi Kat-
    Thanks for your kindness..I usually put things off, but this time I paid attention..thank goodness...

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  12. I'm so glad you decided to be looked at and confirmed what was happening. Slow as molasses is a perfect pace for healing...take care.

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  13. Hi Blue Sky Dreaming-
    Yes, sometimes one just can't fool around..Thanks for the advice!

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  14. Poor you, Lyn. I love your sympathetic cat, you'll be back on the high wire soon:)

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  15. Glad everything's okay...I like your prose as well as your poetry Lyn...

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  16. Lyn,

    Your writing reminds me of a book I read about a doctor who operated on heart and stroke victims. The book begins with her experience, waking up with a stroke and finally realizing what was happening. Her story, like yours is very compelling.

    Sleep walking must be unnerving as it appears to be unpredictable. I am sending healing thoughts your way. Take care of yourself.

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  17. Hi Brigid-
    Sorry I'm taking so long to respond..that's the territory these days..thanks for the good vibes!

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  18. Hi Tess-
    You are an excellent therapy! Set 'em up...I'll try to tackle 'em! Thank you...

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  19. Hi Linda-
    I identify with your tale...lots of this has been unnerving..have to keep going...thanks!

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  20. WOW! An unusual prompt + a true story make for a good Magpie!

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