Some memories I wish were never made……..

I am facing daunting piles of laundry in my home……..
There is a catch all basket for our socks that I will put off folding until I notice that my son is wearing pink heeled socks as he is having to rob his sisters sock drawers……….
So I will fold socks………..for some reason this has always been a chore that I put to the back of my to do list……
It is easy
You can sit and relax while doing………..
But, it bugs me……

I always sit like this……..when I’m blogging or watching tv…….or folding the dreaded socks. 
You would think I would have a big ole’ gap between the big piggy and second piggy on my right foot because I always tuck my left foot right in between…….
I sleep with my right toes curled around my left toes by the way……..
These are important facts that you didn’t know.

But why am I sharing this?
Because a memory keeps trying to invade my thoughts that I have tried to forget. 
And it wouldn’t leave my head when I was folding these darn socks.
An embarrassing one.
I have plenty by the way. Hence the title of the blog……..
So just as I have purged my sock basket, I am going to purge myself of this memory. 
Just get it out there so it won’t keep coming back and creeping into my frontal lobes making me cringe with the “why does this kind of thing happen to me?” feeling……..
I shared with guest’s that were visiting daddy this night……..
and had to stop as daddy was laughing himself into a coughing fit……
at my expense.
These memories of accidental things I sometimes say…….
Haunt me.

About like these jeans that I pulled out of the dryer and know will never fit on my hiney right now without 40 days of prayer and fasting.
Haunting.

So I’m airing my dirty laundry……….
Spilling my guts and sharing that Romeo is a boxer kind of guy too at the same time.
This will be my therapy.
You’re welcome Romeo.
This is what I’m thinking…..
I share…….then you all say …..
That’s not that bad!
Then I don’t have to keep having this little thought finagle it’s way back to my rememberance’s every time I see legs…….gel……….lotion………
Let me stop being vague and just get to it……
Laundry time.
I was massaging daddy’s legs when he was in the hospital……
It’s what good daughters do.
It was a rough night for him and we had some unexpected complications.
They had ordered an ultrasound of his whole stomach region.
He was in serious, intense pain.
My massaging was relaxing him…..and the ultrasound machine and nurse came to his room to keep him more comfortable.
She was a kind, young , innocent, ( ~ cringe ~) girl.
She dimmed the lights…..complimented my massaging of daddy’s legs and reassured me that my massaging would be fine and began speaking to my daddy.
“Mr. Hazard, Have you ever had an ultrasound before?”
“Yes, (groan) I have”
“I’m sorry Mr. Hazard I know you are in pain”……
Me…….steadily massaging daddy’s legs…..
“Where exactly is your pain Mr. Hazard?”
He showed her and I explained in detail what we felt the circumstances were as I continued rubbing daddy’s legs attempting to ease his pain.…..
We were all good……..things were under control and then………
“Well, Mr. Hazard I have been so busy today that my gel is all cold. I do not have any warm gel, so this is going to be a little shock………..”
“That’s ok….grimace….”
and I said…….
I said……
I ummmmmmmm
said…………………
gulp…..
I said………………….
as I was massaging daddy’s legs………
You understand don’t you that I was massaging daddy’s LEGS…….
I said……….
“Well, it would be sweet of you if you could warm it up by rubbing it between………
YOUR.……..
gulp
cringe

hesitation……..
LEGS…….
Wahhhhhhhh!!!!
YES, I ASKED THE POOR SWEET GIRL TO RUB DADDY’S ULTRASOUND GEL BETWEEN HER LEGS TO WARM IT UP!!!!!!
WAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!
I looked QUICKLY down at daddy’s legs…..
I looked QUICKLY UP at the poor, sweet, shocked girls face……
I looked OVER at daddy’s clueless grimace…….
then back DOWN at daddy’s legs…..
HESITATINGLY BACK to her face………….
and said
 “I meant HANDS!!!”
“I meant hands”…….
mumble mumble….meant hands……….
WAhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!
I MEANT HANDS!!!!!!!!!!!!
There was no fixing it……
There was no fixing the uncomfortable 5th grade giggling fit I went into.
The restraining order I know she wanted to file………..
WAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!
Tell the truth……it wasn’t really that bad was it?
Some memories I wish were never made…………
Love,
Me

0 thoughts on “Some memories I wish were never made……..

  • March 6, 2010 at 2:22 pm
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    That’s my sis ….open mouth insert …feet

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