The Beverages

 

Suppose you were in my house and you wanted a beverage?  It's my job to bring you a beverage.  It was the same with Jim.  Did Jim want a beverage?  Helene brought a beverage.   And the beverages are just endless.  However,  I've been conditioned to bring beverages, so mostly it doesn't make any difference.  I have to admit though, it can take strange turns.

Before I had total knee replacement, I went for a long time without a right knee.  But, I was still the "bring me a beverage please" person.  Once, the living room was filled with guests, each wanting a beverage.  They assumed that unless I was a heathen I would bring them a beverage.  And guess what?  I did.  However, I was in a lot of pain.  I seem to look like a beverage waitress I guess.   It's conventional for guests to be offered a beverage.  Rightly so, I think, because they might need one.  

Even providing myself with beverages can be tiring.  Today I got a grocery bag and filled it with beverages - Cokes and waters, and hauled them to my room.  Mrs. Billingsley has been tucked in, and when I finally landed in my room with beverages, I breathed a sigh of relief.  Well, this is enough beverages to last most of the rest of the weekend.  

While I'm complaining, one other pet complaint.  I had a total knee replacement of my right knee.  Most of the time, anyone that is aware of the knee replacement speaks of the replacements of both of my knees, plural.  No, my left knee is fine and was not replaced.  How did that happen?  My right knee was injured in a car accident.  However, the accident only injured my right knee.