Massive road rash and a dislocated shoulder has left my miserable ass in a shitty position and brutally bad timing...but shit happens...and one of the coolest things that rose out of it, is the gift that keeps on giving of itself....win/win for the reason in being.
Long story short, the wounds are a godawful mess and I can't change the dressings myself....and two students of mine and Dirac ...unbeknownst to me volunteered to do the dirty work....lol...and it is gross...and they get to hear me scream...sigh...so cute. Both young fellows are 21 and 20, and really shy....and these two are the ones that rise to the occasion...just because...
Seriously, sometimes I feel like the luckiest SOB, despite the crapton of bullshit that has landed on my head over time...lol....there has certainly been a fkton of it...
~~~ Tra LA LA LA LAAAAAAAAAA....LIFE IS LIFE~~~
When the shit hit the fan of existence....what good came of it?