At my window, sad and smoldering
Today I felt like a gut with the sh*t slung out of it, to borrow one of TH's late mother's favorite descriptive phrases.
You probably recall that I have been battling a recurring ear or sinus problem, and that my most recent visit to the doc prompted her to shoot me up with some 'roids and put me on a two week course of a very strong antibiotic. I only have a few days left to take the medicine, and I'm still having symptoms. Headaches every day, pain in my right ear, and not always feeling great in general.
Maybe the next few days will bring sudden improvement. I don't want to go to a specialist. Mostly, I don't want to find out that there is something wrong inside of my head-- besides the things that I already know are wrong inside my head, that is.
It stormed here today. I fell asleep around 3:00, and woke up half an hour later to one of the loudest claps of thunder I've ever heard. The lightning was kickin' too. I'm skeered of lightning, so I got up and left the bedroom. I don't like being near windows when the lightning's kickin'.
Did I ever tell the story of why I avoid windows at all costs during thunderstorms?
When I was in college, I lived in a really big old house in downtown Hattiesburg. One weekend, my roommates were all gone, and I was at my computer, which was situated directly in front of a window in my bedroom. It was storming a little, but it didn't worry me. Suddenly, lightning struck something on the side of our house, directly outside my bedroom window. It literally struck within feet of me. It was so bright and so loud and so horrifying that I actually fell out of my chair. I don't remember falling out of it, but I guess I jumped back in horror, because I somehow ended up in the floor. It shocked me and scared me so bad that my skin was tingling-- like my nerves were going ENOUGH ALREADY! -- and it took me a minute or so to get a grip. I noticed a burning smell, and for a second I thought the house was on fire. Then I noticed that the cable modem that was attached to my computer was smoking. I swear it was smoking. Every time I tell this story, when I get to that part, people look at me like I'm spinnin' a tale, but I'm telling you it was smoking, and I could smell it burning.
The modem turned out to be one of several things in the house that got fried. One of my roommates had a brand new laptop, and it got fried. The poor guy had just bought it to replace another one that had been stolen from the USM library mere hours after he got it, and it was fried within a week. Some kind of pump under our house was fried as well, along with a stereo and a few other things.
Ever since that happened, I have been unable to shake the fear that the lightning might come through the window and fry me. Although I might be crunchy and taste good with ketchup, I don't think any of us wants to see me fry.
Anyway, that is the story of why I am scared to be near windows during thunderstorms. I hope you enjoyed it. The storm has passed, and I'm going back to bed.
You probably recall that I have been battling a recurring ear or sinus problem, and that my most recent visit to the doc prompted her to shoot me up with some 'roids and put me on a two week course of a very strong antibiotic. I only have a few days left to take the medicine, and I'm still having symptoms. Headaches every day, pain in my right ear, and not always feeling great in general.
Maybe the next few days will bring sudden improvement. I don't want to go to a specialist. Mostly, I don't want to find out that there is something wrong inside of my head-- besides the things that I already know are wrong inside my head, that is.
It stormed here today. I fell asleep around 3:00, and woke up half an hour later to one of the loudest claps of thunder I've ever heard. The lightning was kickin' too. I'm skeered of lightning, so I got up and left the bedroom. I don't like being near windows when the lightning's kickin'.
Did I ever tell the story of why I avoid windows at all costs during thunderstorms?
When I was in college, I lived in a really big old house in downtown Hattiesburg. One weekend, my roommates were all gone, and I was at my computer, which was situated directly in front of a window in my bedroom. It was storming a little, but it didn't worry me. Suddenly, lightning struck something on the side of our house, directly outside my bedroom window. It literally struck within feet of me. It was so bright and so loud and so horrifying that I actually fell out of my chair. I don't remember falling out of it, but I guess I jumped back in horror, because I somehow ended up in the floor. It shocked me and scared me so bad that my skin was tingling-- like my nerves were going ENOUGH ALREADY! -- and it took me a minute or so to get a grip. I noticed a burning smell, and for a second I thought the house was on fire. Then I noticed that the cable modem that was attached to my computer was smoking. I swear it was smoking. Every time I tell this story, when I get to that part, people look at me like I'm spinnin' a tale, but I'm telling you it was smoking, and I could smell it burning.
The modem turned out to be one of several things in the house that got fried. One of my roommates had a brand new laptop, and it got fried. The poor guy had just bought it to replace another one that had been stolen from the USM library mere hours after he got it, and it was fried within a week. Some kind of pump under our house was fried as well, along with a stereo and a few other things.
Ever since that happened, I have been unable to shake the fear that the lightning might come through the window and fry me. Although I might be crunchy and taste good with ketchup, I don't think any of us wants to see me fry.
Anyway, that is the story of why I am scared to be near windows during thunderstorms. I hope you enjoyed it. The storm has passed, and I'm going back to bed.
Actually, the tingling was from the electricity, not frayed nerves. That came later!
Posted by
Mr Bates |
1:19 PM
Once I was getting something out of my car during a storm and as I was bent over into the backseat, lightning struck a tree in our field. Every hair on my body stood up, I had this micro-second thought of "Something's not right" then the crash of the tree and the clap of thunder sounded and I literally dove headfirst into the floorboard of my car! I totally know what you mean....one experience like that will scar ya for life!
Posted by
Redneck Diva |
5:43 PM