--when I flush it.

Really got to have a talk with those dogs.

I like the sentiments here, and the humor.

I have another one... Pain is like my sister's ex-husband, the one she thinks about pushing over a cliff...

and:

Pain is like the garbage. You know you need to take it out... It stinks...

Cathie

Pain is like the guy who hurt my friend Loretta so badly, that she came over to my house (this was 30 years ago) she came over with a photo album, filled with photos about this guy she was mad about. She did not know he was married (with two kids no less). So she's crying in my living room about Sergai (this guy was from Russia and was gorgeous).

So the doorbell rings, and my other friend Shelly walks in and I introduce the two of them. Shelly picks up the photo album and exclaims "how do you know my broyfriend Sergai??" We look at her dumbfounded!!!! I said out loud 'HE'S YOUR BOYFRIEND???? HE'S HER BOYFRIEND TOO!!!!

They both start crying. Shelly never knew he was married (with kids no less). So there they both were in my living room, embracing over this scum of a person.

So what did we do? We devised a plan to GET HIM. He had a place he would go on Friday nights. It's called The Stratton. A dance place.

So I had these two girls give me every single scrap of information they knew about Sergai. I knew he had broken his left knee in a skiing accident ten years ago. Loretta (because she just found out he was married, knew he had a 10 year old son and 4 year old girl. She knew what his brother did for a living (a chef).

So this is what we did.

The next Friday, I took a separate group of friends to Stratton with me. They were in on the whole thing. I was a looker way back then, had no trouble getting guys to "notice me". Remember, I had a photo of this Sergai person, so I could spot him in a minute.

So my friends (not the two girls who loved him), and I walk into Stratton, and lo and behold, there he was in the corner with his buddies.

I sashayed near him, batted my eyes and he came over in two seconds flat. He asked me to dance and I said "why I'd love to". As we are dancing, he of course is engaging me in conversation and he goes "what do you do for a living?" and I say "well, my mother was a psychic and I have inherited her abilities", so I work with the police in an undercover sort of way (think MEDIUM) and that's the impression I was giving Sergai. He starts laughing and says "Oh you're a psychic are you, tell me something about me?"

That's all I needed. I looked him dead in the eye and I said "I see an injury to your knee, you were skiing". He got the willies. He could not believe it.

He said "go on!!!" I said 'I see somebody in your life cooking with pots and pans in a restaurant, BUT IT'S NOT YOU!!!" He stopped dead in his tracks on the dance floor. ....I then said "I see you with two children, a boy and a girl" He looks at me and turns white and says to me "I need a drink, may I buy you one". I said 'why not"??

Then we go over to another place and he leaves to buy me a drink. (Now this is where it gets good).

I rejoin my friends who are watching the whole thing. So there we are (all 5 of us), in the corner of this dance place and Sergai walks over with my drink, (and he brings his friends with him) walks up to me and says 'here you go" and I sweetly say to him "DO I KNOW YOU???" and he stares at me and he starts sputtering "but but but, we were just dancing, and you know all about me......blah blah, and I simply said "I DO NOT KNOW YOU, I'VE NEVER SPOKEN TO YOU, LEAVE ME ALONE" and we walked away.

The look on his face was priceless (TALK ABOUT PAYBACK, PAIN, WHATEVER)

That was the ultimate retribution that I got for my other friends. He had used them and discarded them and now HE WAS DISCARDED.

He just slinked away to where cads slink away to.

I never had a better time in my whole life.

And I know this has nothing whatsoever to do with neuropathy, but once in a while it's good to know that BAD GUYS GET THEIHR JUST DESSERTS!!!

I got him good!!!

Mel

we used to refer to the Stratton as the Star Wars Bar...haha

Oh my god, someone remembers Strattons!!!!!

I bet we did a disco dance there. Nah, you are probably much younger than me, right??

Mel

After 15 years of ever increasing pain, my usual sense of humour has deserted me. I just hope each night that I will have a few hours of pleasant dreams and not wake up.

Oh you poor thing, pleasant dreams and not wake up. I hope I never go to that place in my head.

My husband used to feel that way. He's had PN for 18 or more years now. He told me he was in a really bad way right before he went on the fentanyl pain patch. He was up to 125 of the patch and that's when he found Dr. Theirl.

I always say Thank the Lord for Dr. Theirl!!!!

I do hope your pain eases up.

Melody

Start at the top and i hope you do have sweet dreams. We can use some
laughter,it's a very good Med. Except for sore ribs no side effects Sue

Did you ever get Those high heel shoes and leather skirt on yet???
I know i'm still looking for that picture,that may or may not cause
pain.

Adastra i hope you wake up no matter how much pain i'm in,i'm so
afraid i will miss something. Just post and tell us about yourself
we will listen.that's a promise. Sue