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BEEEEEEEEP!
Hello Migraine, this is Ellen. I'm calling to ask you to please, please leave me alone for the next two months. I know you like to visit me pretty regularly, and this is manageable for me up to a point, but I do have a life. Just because it is April and the weather is going a little wonky is no reason to make me endure such pain to satisfy your desires.
As you know from our long talks lately, my kids are getting married in a few weeks. I have so much I need to do for them, and although I understand your need for personal contact and attention, my kids are only going to be getting married once. Please give me a little time to make their days special. You like to visit me pretty regularly after I've been stressed about something, so, despite my earnest attempts to keep stress at a minimum, I am asking this one little favor - please just let me get through the next couple of months and then you can go ahead and do your worst.
If you call me back, I will have no choice but to answer it and deal with you, which I will do with every ounce of strength I have. I could choose to once again change my number, forcing you to work that much harder to find me. But Migraine Beastie, I really don't want to get into a fight with you. Let's just, for now, agree to disagree for a little while, and we can hash out our disagreements later.
For now, I'll make you a deal - you leave me alone, and I won't go throwing a bunch of dangerous drugs and treatments or surgeries at you, okay? Call it a temporary truce...
Thanks for listening. I fully expect to hear from you again in July, but thank you for the consideration of at least hearing me out...
BEEEEEEEEP!
Hello Migraine, this is Ellen. I'm calling to ask you to please, please leave me alone for the next two months. I know you like to visit me pretty regularly, and this is manageable for me up to a point, but I do have a life. Just because it is April and the weather is going a little wonky is no reason to make me endure such pain to satisfy your desires.
As you know from our long talks lately, my kids are getting married in a few weeks. I have so much I need to do for them, and although I understand your need for personal contact and attention, my kids are only going to be getting married once. Please give me a little time to make their days special. You like to visit me pretty regularly after I've been stressed about something, so, despite my earnest attempts to keep stress at a minimum, I am asking this one little favor - please just let me get through the next couple of months and then you can go ahead and do your worst.
If you call me back, I will have no choice but to answer it and deal with you, which I will do with every ounce of strength I have. I could choose to once again change my number, forcing you to work that much harder to find me. But Migraine Beastie, I really don't want to get into a fight with you. Let's just, for now, agree to disagree for a little while, and we can hash out our disagreements later.
For now, I'll make you a deal - you leave me alone, and I won't go throwing a bunch of dangerous drugs and treatments or surgeries at you, okay? Call it a temporary truce...
Thanks for listening. I fully expect to hear from you again in July, but thank you for the consideration of at least hearing me out...
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