I showed it to Smidgy but she didn't think it was odd at all, she always complains about how I treat books.
Or, rather, MIS treat them.
I admit, I'm a bad "lay it down open", "fold it over" person. Hey, I bought it, I can read it how it's most comfortable for me. This is why I hate hard covers, they don't fold over.
And if it's a monster Stephen King book, it can knock you out if you doze off reading it in bed!
The "Stand" almost killed me one night! [/QUOTE
Stalling again! At least your not talking through the voices in your head.
On a side note, I'm bad with paperbacks myself. Lately if I buy an actual book (I have a kindle now and have had some sort of e-reader for a few years now) i will buy it in hard cover only because I'm gentler with them that way. Not by much, but i'm getting better. At least the pages are still intact for the most part.
It was nice and hot and steamy when we pulled into the Magic Kingdom for the second time today.
I had thought that since a lot of the biggies are knocked off, they's want to listen to wise old Nebo and Smidgy on how to tackle tonight.
You fool!
How could I be such a fool?
See...Told you, you were a fool!
Kim has the Park App on her phone, and found out there are still BTMR fastpasses left, even though standby is 50 minutes, so once again, we went straight up to the train and took that back to Frontierland.
The beautiful age of technology!
I have to say that we have the park apps on our phones too and it did come in handy in DL when certain rides were down or enormous wait times. At least we knew what to avoid or come back to later.
I was next to a pole of some sorts; sign post, light post as in street light? Not sure. But I got tired of standing and kind of crouched down in a squat.
Did the sign say, caution...may get dizzy and faint if you stand here too long? I'm just asking. It would have been nice to have some forewarning.
After a while, from behind me I hear Smidgy say, "Oh, look, here they come."
From my position I couldn't see them, but I didn't doubt her and I worked on getting up out of my crouch/squat.
At first, the knees weren't exactly willing, but they gave in when the mind said they have no choice.
But there were other anatomical parts that the mind at times has no jurisdiction over.
As I was in the process of performing the simple act of "standing up", well, then all kinds of strange began to happen all at once.
Once my knees agreed to supoort me and I made it half way up, my ears started ringing something fierce! Not a "tinitus" type ring, more, a buzzing.
Right after that, the world turned a new shade of grey, everywhere, like all color was being removed from the landscape. It was Ted Turner's evil twin brother making amends for all the damage Ted did colorizing the classics!
I barely had time to contemplate these developments as I was still in the act of standing when things turned much worse.
The ringing in my ears had reached Chain Saw decibel levels, and by the time I reached my full height of 6 foot, 1 inch, my new, greying world had quickly faded to black.
Solid black!
In a last moment of cognizance, I knew I was in major trouble, and not just that I am in the process of fainting.
But that I am at full height, and not just crumbling into a pile.
Oh no.
I am falling straight backwards, as if I was standing at the edge of a pool, with my back to it.
I am sure that I said a silent, "Oh Shist" to myself, and again, not because I'm fainting, but because I am fainting straight backwards, and this now makes it serious, my head is a long way down to solid concrete.
No, ain't no little gardens of 'tunias or 'pashuns near me, just lot's of concrete.
In a last act of total desperation, even though I was pretty much already unconscious, I thrust my arm out hoping my hand could grab that post and save me.
Grab it, grab it, squeeze it, then just hang on, the feeling will pass, everyting will be allright and we can go on as normal, so just grab the damn post!
It missed.
I figured there was no sense tearing this section apart...And all I can really say is ...wow...how freaking scary!
I've had the buzzing in the ears and the light headedness before, but don't think it's gotten worse than the "take a moment and sit back down and catch my breath" sort of deal. I can't imagine the fright now only from your family but from you as you go through this.
I think others have said this, but it bares repeating...we know you live, and we know you make it through enough to laugh at it a little. and I know i appreciate it more than you know that you are willing to share the story with us and relieve that moment...but What in the name of Marco, Blessed Polo are you trying to do to us with these cliffhangers! You my dear Nebo are Legen...wait for it...Dary at writing!