I have often said that if I am to hurt myself in any way, it will be doing something stupid! Shortly after moving in this house I got up on a bunk ladder to make the top bunk. All was going well, until I was ready to get down. I started off OK, but then went to step on a rung that wasn’t there and fell down hard on the floor. Luckily I didn’t break anything, but I am still banned from using any ladders, be they step, bunk or builder’s ladder!
I was listening to a French stand-up comedian Marcel Lucont and he had two very funny pieces of poetry called “Wine in a can” and “Idiots”. They were very funny and for some reason the one called “Idiots” made me think of some of the stupid things I’ve done over the years.
So, I thought I would try to capture one idiotic moment in my life that happened when I was about 12.
Dental Disaster
One day like any other day
my common sense would go astray
I don’t know why I did this thing
Or what problems it would bring
a pencil down my best friends shirt
the point dug in it must have hurt
Would not have done too much harm
If she’d not had a broken arm!
And when it dug into her back
Her arm shot out, I heard a crack
Because her arm was in a plaster
It became a dental disaster
I was down on hands and knees
looking for my poor tooth piece
The teacher said ‘what did you do?”
The tooth won’t mend with any glue
Off to the office I had to come
Where I was to meet my Mum
Mum turned up and impressed
Her daughter was a bloody pest
Of all the silly things to do
“It wasn’t clever was it Sue?”
I was a childish teenage youth
Found myself with one less tooth
Off to the dentist, a friendly chap
Who said that they could fill the gap
One thing he said you cannot grapple
Don’t bite into a toffee apple
A warning here,”cos if you do...”
You’ll see your tooth look back at you
We left the dentist fairly happy
At least I wasn’t to be gappy
So never a pencil or a pen
Will I ever poke again
Quickly dashed off this morning, so a bit rough around the edges, but I still remember the shock of being hit full tilt in the mouth by my friend’s broken arm. I also remember crawling round in a daze trying to find the bit of my tooth. I think I may have been slightly concussed!
So, if I do silly things now, it may be my Parkinson’s brain not functioning at 100% or it could just mean that sometimes I am just prone to doing idiotic things!
My journey with Parkinsons 