Turbulent week, for sure! The good, the bad, and the ugly… it was all there! Monday following the surprise ‘Ninja visit’ by Troutdude & Waterbug, I aced the treatment thing! Yep, on time with bladder and bowels both properly prepared. Breezed right in and out, and man, that sure felt fine! So, this is how it’s supposed to be done, huh…? Not bad at all… Thanks Dennis and Sheila, all that good will apparently paid off in a very special way!
The very next day, however, my ole bugaboo returned! I had a pooperosity event as I was preparing for the very short ride to the clinic. Dang, I had to change clothes and take another shower, too… I called and rescheduled for later in the afternoon. I prepared all over again, then drove the just over a mile down a not busy road to the clinic and took my seat in the waiting room… Didn’t have long to wait either, but not for a treatment!
Nope, that all-too-familiar feeling hit me with a very strong sense of urgency! I almost made it to the potty in time, too, but alas… no cigars given for almost… Nope, the ‘reward’ for my efforts was a sudden need to return to the ‘clubhouse’ for yet another shower and change of clothes… I didn’t make it back for a treatment that day. I have become all-too familiar with this reality:
So, Wednesday I was confident the previous day had just been an unfortunate anomaly, a blip on an overall road to success… I prepared as usual, then walked towards the car to continue my daily routine… I didn’t even make it to the car before… I had to do an abrupt ‘to-the-rear-march’ and try to make haste while taking little itsy-bitsy quick steps… Another close-but-no-cigar event followed while doing the… I must have looked like a hobbled horse attempting to escape danger… Another missed treatment… By then I had to do some laundry!
Thursday morning, the pendulum swung back the other way… Yep, aced it again! I’d had to resort the anti-diarrhea pills, but at least the hemorrhage had been paused, and we were able to complete one more treatment this week… It’s so awesome when everything works out on time and on schedule… so awful when something else occurs! This long weekend should help towards settling things down some more… Got my fingers (and legs) crossed!
While having a mild pity-party in the midst of those yo-yo-like ups and downs, I came across a couple of photos of a nice ride I’ve made several times over the years… If one takes US Hwy 16 from Greybull, WY, to Buffalo, WY, one will necessarily pass through the town of Worland and the village of Ten Sleep…
That latter place has a whole other set of memories for yours truly, but Worland has a particular special memory spanning several years… Once upon a time, long-long ago, Troutdude and MitchO accompanied this seasoned bug slayer through that hamlet, and we’d stopped at an inviting café for breakfast… While engaging in the transition from riders to diners, a very handsome looking lass in ‘yoga britches’ happened by, and Dennis remarked how Punisher had one time stated that particular garment made any female automatically look even better…
We proceeded with our mission, and sometime between sipping coffee and the arrival of our meals, a party of several females found their way to a table near ours inside that otherwise nice eatery. All were wearing ‘yoga pants’, but a couple of those… well, let’s just say that any one of them would have outweighed any two of us! When walking, it appeared more like two pigs were making passionate love under a blanket! Yep, they also appeared to have sustained some significant ‘hail damage’ along the way, as well! Dennis took a discreet picture with his smartphone…
He then sent the snap in a text (I didn't get one) to Punisher advising him his generalized statement wasn’t absolute at all, as there are some notable exceptions… Funny the things we recall… funnier still, the triggers that can lead to such recollections…
DDT
