
For ten days I drove uneventfully
To see my son Mark, I was worried
I never really realized how much
Until one night I really had hurried
I think it was Thursday, the night before
He was scheduled to come home
I went later than I usually did
Mo valet parking and I needed some
I did find a parking place near the elevator
That would take me over the walk bridge inside
Of course it was a rainy night what is new
So I locked up my car , took that walk in stride
I stayed two hours and then said goodnight
Before they threw me out at eight
I looked for my keys, they weren't in my bag
I had my second set, so waked at a faster gait
I kept thinking if I dropped the keys right next to the car
Someone might have absconded with it
It's quite a long walk over the walk bridge
And believe me I was having a fit
I took the elevator to the floor where I parked
and since I had found such a wonderful spot
It wasn't long until I saw my car
My lights were on , I started to do a hobbling trot
I thought some one was revving it up
Getting ready to go
But there my car sat quite serenely
No one inside wouldn't you know
My keys were hanging in the ignition
And I opened the door and felt the cold air
I'd left the darn car running for two hours
Glad I had gas to spare
I think I must be tired or I'm senile or beginning to be
I made myself an omelet when I got home, easy recipe for my head
Had everything all set to go, tea bag and plate waiting for toast
It was taking too long, no wonder, I forgot to put in the bread
Mark's home now and we're in the same place
I have both of my sets of keys in my bag
I don't have to go driving to see his dear face
I'm staying put till I'm over my hospital jet lag


Comments: 61
Glad that Mark is home with you. Prayers in my thoughts for both of you.
I took care of my dad during the time he was dying and stressed out something similar to this; without really realizing how stressed I'd become, because I'd put myself in 'remote' mode and just kept plodding through all the daily tasks I had no choice than to face. I got out of my truck to run into a store for something needed, shut the door and walked away from it, while fumbling with my purse and my thoughts. I realized I didn't have my keys in my hand, and couldn't find them in my purse. I turned around and walked back to the truck, thinking I must have dropped them near it. Instead, I found my truck running, with full air conditioning going in our desert heat, cars intact in the ignition and all doors locked. The incident shocked me so much that it forced me to realize that I really was stressed and needed to pay better attention to myself.
Take some extra special time for yourself now. You're worth it.
Rest when you can now, and make sure to take care of yourself too.
Glad to hear that your Son is home from the hospital too. Take care of yourself and get some much needed R&R. You deserve it!
Hugs to you!
BTW, my mother's name was Elsie as well. You are the only other person with that name that I have met!
That was comical.
Also, I like your photo above too. You are looking good.
So glad nothing bad happened! And that he's home so that you can hopefully rest easier.
And I know exactly what you mean...
to the language of sea
glad Mark is home and now you can relax,,
I do so love your poem,....
NOW SHE HAS ONSTAR. LOL
Thankfully no one needed our car either. Of course he had
locked it, but I had the other set of keys...So all was well.
Hope you are getting rested up, Elsie.
I'm sure your car was still there, because everyone was thinking, "whoever owns that car is coming right back." Just glad you had the gas to do it, and it wasn't in a garage where getting at it could have caused carbon dioxide problems (or is that monoxide? Hubby's not here to tell me. lol)
I bet you were just beside yourself with worry ..then again seems you have been in a state of worry for some time now with all the crisis that has been placed before you ..no wonder you are burned out a bit..and memory suffering for it
you are amazing ,Elsie..your stamina at an age where many are in wheelchairs;but please try to rest and recharge..
Only one Elsie Duggan,you know..gotta take good care of her..:)
you are so lucky, you had plenty of gas---nobody usually looks to steal cars from hospitals, well not yet at least....
I am so glad Mark is finally home and doing well...now it's time to get all settled back into to the regular norm again......
: )
thanks............
Pure exhaustion and too much stress, God looks out for good people like you. I'm so glad Mark's home and you're both in the same place, all that driving is stressful all by itself.
Hugs,
Marilyn
PS: Sleep....
You were worried about Mark,
That is why I came back to read this again. Because you are 80, me 65, Tracy 32 and we all forget when upset or in a hurry.
Elsie ~ You're in very GOOD COMPANY ~ One day I went into the Office and forgot to put my lipstick and mascara on ~ EEEKKKK! ~ What a FRIGHTFUL SIGHT ~
BIG HUGS ~
From René