mixed results

so the doctor read the xray and decided there was fresh breaks in the bone, chips off the end of the tibia... and at least three areas of ligament damage... all those big words, plantar this and extensor that and maybe an mri, but let's wait another ten days and hope to save the $ cuz it might not be as bad as all that... and yesterday's research to refresh my memory was spot on, as my british compadres would glib... parlez-vous foreign?...

the brain is fluttering a bit, too much bad news, too much pain, too much resistance to accepting physical reality, too much potential aging all at once (this is how people have sudden heart attacks, after all, sudden change in lifestyle, sudden sedentary body bloat, sudden increase in blood fat and slugging pumping in spite of elevated pressure... and then i am gonna want to run a marathon as soon as i can... see, fluttering between logic and desire, between pain and stir-crazy, between work and play, between up side and down... and how do i keep this constant foot-news from boring us to sleep?...

zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...

i wish, if sleep would come that easy, i might be a bit less fluttering, brain-wise... maybe not so wise, come to think of it... it all changed on one step... can word-play save us?... well, that's up to you, it usually saves me... me and ncis and maybe a little idol are gonna lay back and hope sleep sneaks up... hope you are making the most of your life today too :)