Eight things about solb

" Eeyore, Granny J of Walking Prescott has tagged me to reveal eight fascinating facts about myself," I exclaim in some panic. "Please help me! What on earth is fascinating about me?"

E looks thoughtful. "Well......," he says. "Well, there are many fascinating things about you."

"Thank goodness," I cry, " hands poised above the keyboard. "What's the first one?"

Silence ensues. I turn to look at him. His eyes slide sideways. A bad sign. I read detective novels, and I know these things. He turns from me then, apparently riveted by something outside the window. My hands fall from the keyboard. I wait with diminishing hope.

Suddenly, Eeyore whirls around, looks deep into my eyes and says in the deep, intimate voice he used when courting me over forty years ago, "I find everything about you fascinating!"

Whew! I watch him saunter from the room, and I am so pleasantly overwhelmed by the moment that I pretended not to hear the little chuckle that drifts back as he departs down the hall.


So, I'm on my own. First the rules:

1. Each participant posts eight facts about themselves.
2. Tagees should write a blog post of eight random facts about themselves.
3. At the end of the post eight more bloggers are tagged.
4. Go to their blogs. Leave a comment telling them they're tagged.
   

OK, prepare to be fascinated:

1. In 1938 some misguided Physician prematurely induced my Mom's labor so I presented as a breech birth, my right leg had to be broken to extract me, and I went home with the broken leg strapped to a little board.


2. I appeared in the newspaper version of Ripley's Believe It Or Not as an infant who could whistle. I personally think I pursed my lips and sucked in sharply as in, boy does that leg hurt and that caused the little whistling noise.
   
3. At five years of age, I began to have severe asthma attacks, and because I was pronounced allergic to animal dander, my beloved Veterinary Grandfather had to shower and change his clothing before he could visit me.
   
4. In 1947, a move to Prescott, Arizona, then known far and wide as a Mecca for those with breathing problems, was the miracle that allowed me to live a normal life. Thanks Mom.
   
5. I was Prescott's first Medical Assistant. I attended school in Phoenix, and in 1969, with a bare modicum of instruction, we did it all. We took and developed x-rays, gave injections, drew blood, did ekgs, etc. Now each seems to be a specialized field.

6. My Heroes have always been cowboys.

7. I rarely drink anything but water or black coffee. No reason. That's just what I like.

8. Although I learned to read at age three, I have never been able to learn to spell. I plan to do a post on this sad affliction one of these days.

And the tagees are..........

• Katie
• Meggie
• Gail Rae
• Catalyst
• Bec

That's only five, I know, but these five are fascinating enough for eight or even ten other people.