MY SIDE OF THE STORY

So, yesterday and into the night, the 4 of us played 'Hand and Foot' until we could not sit any longer.
We are getting ready for bed, I swallow my many pills just like I always do in one big gulp.
To my horror I am chocking, I am motioning to Cheryl that I was in trouble.
I know she will either leap across the bed or run around it, cause she takes care of us like that.
I throw up the pills, (Oh Holy Guacamole).
Cheryl grabs a towel. We are both heading into the bathroom SHE steps on my pajama bottoms, I lose my balance and we both nearly land on a big heap on the floor. She saves me again. Remember, she takes care of us like that.
All this time we are both laughing.
We crawl into bed and I tell her, "I promise I will be better behaved tomorrow." So far, so good.
And we have a wonderful nights sleeps!!


Cheryl's side of the story--
I had just covered my head with about 42 sponge curlers and was trying to position my head in a comfortable way on my pillow. I saw Venna take a great big long gulp of water and thought "I've never seen her drink that much water in 1 swig." I didn't know that she had put a handful of pills in her mouth and was in the process of sending them down through her throat with the water. She opened her mouth and was making some sound that I had not heard her make before. I knew her air supply had blocked and I thought she must had a water bubble. Little did I know her passage way was blocked with debrie of calcium and lortab and ????
I jumped up while trying to decide whether to go around the backway and offer aid or from the front. On my way up whe suddenly took care of the problem herself and that's when I ran for the bathroom towel. As i coaxed her towards the bathroom her PJ's slipped down and yes, I did step on the hem of them--sorry to say. She must have slippery hips because her PJ's do slip down. I knew I had to hold her up because she had had another trip in/to that room before and scattered her make up bag contents. I didn't want to responsible for scattering anything else. --Note in her defense: For some reason the floor between our bedroom and the bathroom is a step up of about a 2 1/2" slant tile.
She got herself together nicely and was cleaning up a little "Holy Guacamole" off the floor when I looked down and noticed the new green stuff (HG)on my PJ bottoms right leg hem line. I had to take mine off and wash them out and hang to dry.
After all, we did have a good night's sleep and I'm going to watch her more closely tonight.
I really thought she would tell her side of the story in more morbid detail, but she told it like it was and I didn't have to clean it up. That either--she did.

Just 1 more thought---I didn't see any pills in that guacamole and she didn't take any more. It's 1 at a time tonight!