The Percocet Diaries

Yes, again its been a long time coming.  2011 was not a good year for me and I am so glad its behind me now. During that year I was diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis AFTER I had a stroke.  Then, in the spring I suffered a ventricular fibrillation.  I'm not sure what all that entails but because they had me wearing a heart monitor at the time it happened, the hospitals ER that was monitoring it called me and told me to get there immediately.   The cardiologist said that they also call it a heart killer and that I was lucky to be alive. So I am being treated for all that and to cap off the year I fell and broke my shoulder.  There are 10 pins in it now and I am taking Percocet for the pain.  Also, I am experiencing a new symptom from the MS.  I have partial numbness on my right side, especially my right hand.  I only have feeling on 2 fingers which is making it difficult to type.  I have been learning to type with a total of 7 fingers.  


I didn't want to burden you with all my sorrows.  Today, this is mostly for my own therapy.  I have not been able to type for a while but I really want to get back to it even if no one is following me here.  


So, in an effort to keep my creative side functional, I am going to start forcing myself to write a short story every few days.   I won't mention my troubles any more unless something else rears its ugly head.  There will not be any particular theme to these stories unless I hit on something good.  Mostly, they will be about random subjects, some funny, some not.  Hopefully they will all reward you somehow for taking the time to read them.  


Please leave me a comment as to whether you like them or not.  Be kind.  Remember that these story lines are Percocet induced.  Here is the first installment.




The Diet Cola Killer           (working title)


by Joel Wilson


Chapter One




Leroy was doing as he always does during the week.  He worked delivering packages for PDS (Package Delivery System).  He drove around Wallop County each day in his orange truck.  Pinkville was not a large city but it did have a population of about 300,000 souls.  His route consisted of mostly businesses but sometimes he would be forced to take a drive into rural areas to service people that lived on the farms in Wallop County.


This afternoon, Leroy was driving eastbound toward Pinkville on County Highway 73.  He had just delivered a birthday present to Ima Riggins.  It was from her daughter, Lucy who lives in Majesty, Oklahoma.  Rural folks don't often get visitors from the city and even though Leroy wasn't really a visitor, Ima greeted him at her front door with a glass of iced tea and a plate of cookies.  He was happy to take a moment to talk with her and enjoy the refreshments. After all, he had no other rural deliveries today and the drive back into town would take about an hour.  


He completed the delivery and began his journey back to town.  Along the way, he listened to his radio.  Leroy liked a Classic Rock station for the music and to listen to the news.  Today, he was particularly interested in hearing the traffic report.  Traffic would not be much of a problem but there was a breaking story on the news that caught Leroy's attention.  There had been a murder at the office of one of his customers this day.  Leroy had been there this morning but everyone was alive then.  Still, this caught his attention and his imagination began to run wild with what might have happened.  Could it be an office lovers spat that turned ugly?  The news story did not say who was killed or what the police thought the motive was.  This left Leroy to wander alone with his thoughts.  


                                                           ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I Have Man Boobs!!!!!

I'd say I'm about a C cup.  Maybe I should start wearing a bra.  Maybe I could design a belly bra!  You know, something to add support for my large gut that would help to take the strain off my back and make my pants fit around my waist so that I look human.


I started this blog several weeks ago after a long look at myself in the mirror.  Trust me, the sight of me naked is hideous and would make you want to abandon sex for good.  Ok, I'm not Jabba the Hutt fat but still I'm much more than is healthy.  Anyway, I had to stop writing for two reasons: A) problems with managing my own thoughts while dealing with Multiple Sclerosis often makes it very difficult to concentrate on what I'm doing, and B) I slipped on the ice and broke my shoulder.  It isn't easy to sit here even now and type.  


Still here I am, a dedicated trouper, writing anything for anyone who cares to read.  I'm sorry, I drifted away for a moment.  I heard a delivery truck across the street making some  noise and it caused my mind to wander away for a moment.  Now what was I saying?  I don't know.  Too many distractions today.  I hear a neighbor  a few doors down who is using a chain saw to cut up some trees that were damaged by the snow and a small plane that is flying overhead.  I'm finding it difficult to concentrate.  I will come back to this later.


Well, here we are another day now.  Have you been waiting on me?  You have?  Thank you so much!  It feels so good to know that I have faithful readers.  However, I must say that if indeed you have been looking at you computer screen for the last 24 hours waiting patiently on my return, it's a little freaky.  Surely you can find something else to fill your day with.  I appreciate the loyalty but I have to tell you, I'm not the only writer out there.  There are others.  Some are pretty good.  I encourage you to expand your horizon.


Anyway, it's 10 days til Christmas.  Yay!!  I don't get into all the gifting though, mostly because I can't afford too.  My grandchildren will grow up hating me I guess.  Maybe one day I can right this wrong.  I hope so.  That is part of my motivation to write.  Maybe by the time they are older I can be in a position to do things for them.  


Oh well, in case you haven't figured this out just yet, I'm doing a lot of rambling here.  I had to take a Percocet to ease the pain in my arm and I'm trying to get this done before I get drowsy.


It's a beautiful day outside!  I hope you all get to enjoy it.  Thanks so much for checking in on me.  I pray that God blesses you all.