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https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bibimbap พีบิมบับ (pheebimbap) At home in Thailand we do something similar. At home, we make rice and top it with whatever we didn't finish from the last meal. I finally decided to use June 2022's entries for my responses to other bloggers' entries. I tend to do this daily anyways and post in my weekly 'catch-all' blog (added to every day} "Porthole"  .
Each entry to be brought to the notice of Ẃeβ࿚ẂỉԎḈĥ and SeptemberBee when they are running the Bard Blog Contest. For bitem:981150 sponsored by huser:webwitch and huser:sgcardin |
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SeptemberBee and Ẃeβ࿚ẂỉԎḈĥ Take it away! Loss isn't always bad. New Year's Eve 1999... very sick. Suspected my appendix but it was a weekend and a holiday. I went to my doctor's on January 2nd or 3rd (Monday). I called friends to take me there. Yep. Poke here, poke there. "Take him to the hospital." It was a couple blocks away. They called ahead. Poke ... ouch! Yep. Appendix has to go! They operated that afternoon. Surgeon was great. No problems. I only had to stay 2 nights. But... doctor told me the necrosis was at the base which wasn't good... but he got it all. 24 years appendix free! Except for my writing. I was off work for at least 6 weeks. My big boss didn't want me back until I was sure. He'd had peritonitis. ... 80's... car crash... I was the pickle in the middle. Friends found me wandering and took me to an all-night Greek restaurant. They thought I'd been assaulted (that was 2 years earler, same weekend, same corner) and took me to the hospital (same hospital all 3 times), found my wallet and called my uncle  ; my cousin called my sister.Stayed in hospital for about one week. Called the Mertz instead of the Metz (only one digit difference in phone number). Oddly, before I had a fear of dying in a car crash... but not after. The fear went *poof* along with short-term memories. My car was totalled and I was 'out of it' longer than I realised. Lost a year of memory... before and after. I only remember my sister visiting, "What day is it" and, "Romper Room"... ... and "Never Gonna Give You Up", Rick Astley. Somethings you hold onto! But not your appendix nor your fear. ~290 words 983 |
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