This is not to say that retirement has been all fun and games, all moonlight and magnolias. Why, just the other day I was reminded just how precarious retired life can be. One minute you are blissfully enjoying the comforts of life and then…BAM…danger rears its ugly head.
There I was at the Cafe getting ready to enjoy my mid-morning brunch of one Asiago cheese bagel with cream cheese, and my second cup of coffee of the day. I will admit that my guard was down. I had no idea that peril was near. I had taken my bagel out of the toaster, slathered it with cream cheese, then walked over to get a cup of coffee. When I took my first bite of the bagel I felt a strange sensation as I lifted it to my lips. There was brief discomfort, a slight stinging sensation, but as quickly as it had appeared, it was gone and forgotten. But then I took my first sip of coffee—there was blood on the rim and dripping down the side of the mug. What the heck? I lifted my napkin mouthward and dabbed at my lips only to find the napkin bright with red blood. When toasting my bagel I had apparently left it in too long which had burned the sharp edges black and rigid enough to make a small slice in my bottom lip! Eventually the lip stopped bleeding. It was then that my fellow volunteer reminded me that this catastrophe had happened while I was on my shift. Perhaps I could file a Workmen’s Comp claim! Never a dull moment.
Now, I have added—“eating bagels fresh out of the toaster”—to my list of potential dangers to life and limb.
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