No, Mom, I'll be fine.
Of course, I wasn't fine. I was transferring back to my chair from the toilet and my foot got stuck. i made the transfer OK, then tried to pull my foot free. Instead, I pulled myself off my chair.
I tried getting up, but my feet kept sliding. I decided that help would make it easier, so I called Mom to tell her I was a liar who did need help.
When she came up, I was lying on the floor, and when I saw her face, I laughed, I was fine, I told her. I had just lid down because my feet kept sliding.
She held my feet, and I got on the toilet fine. I then had to wait while Mom bandaged up her arm that got cut helping me.
I made Mom bleed! I am definitely going to hell.
I was fine after that, and Mom claims her arm is fine. I know I am doomed, though.
When she came up, I was lying on the floor, and when I saw her face, I laughed, I was fine, I told her. I had just lid down because my feet kept sliding.
She held my feet, and I got on the toilet fine. I then had to wait while Mom bandaged up her arm that got cut helping me.
I made Mom bleed! I am definitely going to hell.
I was fine after that, and Mom claims her arm is fine. I know I am doomed, though.
1 comment:
Oh man are you in trouble!
JTG
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