Showing posts from December, 2019

The Doll That is Eyeing Me

The Doll That is Eyeing Me Written by: Jill Sheets                               Recently we finally got to move into our own house. Well honestly we still have a lot to move over, but it is a start. Which brings me to this, I collect porcelain dolls. I do not know how many, I haven't counted them. To me they are pretty, I had never thought any different until now. As a matter of fact, I wanted a lot more, so what changed my mind. My daughter feels that the dolls are creepy. She came to me and said that there was a doll in our bedroom, in the middle of the room. I laughed it off, until I did something stupid. We did not have the TV hooked up yet, in our new house, so I turned to YouTube videos. Not just the music ones, but creepy ones. Ones I had no business watching, I can see that now, but not at the time. It was something to watch. To keep my mind busy. I have had night terrors about demons for the longest time. As a matter of fact, it is one of my first memori

Hospital Adventures

Hospital Adventures                                                    Written by: Jill Sheets    Having to be admitted into the hospital is not fun for anyone, but looking back I have tried to find some funny or something to take away from my experience. To start most of my roomies would not use their button to call the nurse, so I ended up doing it for them. So here we go, lets bring on the fun.     The first adventure they brought in this lady in the middle of the night. Lucky me, I had an open bed in my room I have no idea what was wrong with her, but she kept trying to take out her IV and other tubes that were hooked to her. The nurse told her not to pull it out or it would be messy. You may not know this, but I have a weak stomach, so that did not sit well with me. I kept praying that she would not remove any of her tubes. The nurses had the curtain drawn around her all night. They must have calmed her down because I finally got a few hours of sleep.

Where is My Voice?

                                                Where is My Voice?                                                 Written by Jill Sheets It has been over 30 days total without a voice, which of course means I can not sing or talk. Two things that I love to do. I need to make it clear that it does not mean those days are in a row, but most of them have been in chunks. Long ones. When I do get my voice back it will crack out, so this is where I am at, no voice. Having a lot that I want to say, but cannot and I am tired of having to write hand-written notes. Why is it that people think it is funny. Early on I would just smile and nod. It is not funny. It is not only affecting me but other aspects of my life. I have no idea what is going to happen. It is scary, upsetting and I find myself even more depressed. I cry at home and at work. I am frustrated. This is something that is always on my mind. Because of this, I did not get to sing in the church cantata. I even had a solo tha