i hate VW bugs, jkath, lol, cause this hillbilly girl in the hospital with me would say each day, several times a day, 'my Daddy's gonna buy me a purple buuuuuggggggg when i get home.'
next time i was in there, they made me stay in a wheeelchair at first because i kept getting faint and falling down.
well, anyway, one of the gals i had been in there with at the same time as the buuuuugggggggg girl ended up in there again at the same time i returned. we got to talking about buuuuuuggggggg girl, and we couldn't quit bringing it up. so it became this big deal that we'd laugh over all the time.
i had my birthday in the hospital, one of my twenty-somethings, and i woke up to find my wheelchair itself and this room we could hang out and socialize in and the hallway were all decorated with balloons and crepe paper, and there was a sign hanging from the wheelchair that said 'SS Bug'. there were some signs hanging from the wheels, too. the other patients had gotten up at 5:30 in the morning to decorate things for my b-day. it was so sweet. they didn't do that for anyone elses' birthday, so i felt rather special!
i started getting better, and i'd sit in my chair and go FLYING down the hallway in it. i'd get a sit-down running start and lift my legs up once the wheels started going and roll down the hall at about 200 mph. (they only let me do it late at night after the other patients were asleep cause they said i had influence over them and they
didn't want them emulating me and flying through the hall like that, lol.
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they started calling it my buuuugggggg and the nurses fixed it up for me one night to make it more like a car. they attached an IV pole to it with i think an extension cord and hung a hospital gown over the top of the pole to make a roof. it was lovely, for you see, it was my BUUGGGGGGGGGGGGG!
sorry that got so long; just got into a fond memory there.
(tee-hee, after the balloons had to come down, i stuffed the biggest ones under my sweater and of course the doctors chose that very moment to come see me.)
and then there was the time we were hanging this hideously ugly stuffed pony from the top of an IV pole by its neck with a shoelace, and of course the doctors and the nurse practioner chose that exact moment to come up to the floor. we hated that huge 'ol pony. we used to play football with it in front of the office door of the lady who owned it.
being in the hospital sucked but with the help of the friends i met there, we had some pretty good times. i won't forget any of them.
okay, way off the subject. oops.
i'll try to find the polaroids of me in my buuuugggg and put them up. i looked way different then; i was blonde and younger.
