Monthly Archives: October 2019

Thursday photo prompt: Web #writephoto


Thursday photo prompt: Web #writephoto

 

For visually challenged writers, the image shows a suit of armour festooned in cobwebs, standing against a wood-panelled wall .

This is the continuation of John and Susan. I have decided to make this a book. Obviously, there will be a different start and even changes to the chapters and names. I will take this to a certain point to keep your attention while I can, but like the other week when I had to break into this story because the picture didn’t work, it may end at any time although I will try to give you a gist of the story.  I am not sure how long I have been writing this or how much longer it will go. My starting point for the book will be earlier than this little series has gone.

Whose Kids Are They Anyway?

By Teresa Smeigh 2019

The kids were starting to get over the gloom of their day. They had good news with the kidney tests. Neither boy has to go easy on their health and athletics anymore, and they were ecstatic. John didn’t have to give up his significant ability with sports athletics, and he could help Oliver learn how to play. They were happy that the doctor explained that it was possible to regrow a kidney, so there was a chance that they were definitely Joanne and Jack’s kids and not some strangers. That would be just too much.

The kids hooked up a sled to the snowmobile and loaded it with wood so they could light a bonfire at the top of the hill. They hooked up two rope pulls to help them climb back up to the top of the hill with their sleds. Flashlights were tied to each rope pull so they could be found.

“Hey John,” Susan called and waited for an answer. She wasn’t making the same mistake she made earlier. The boys look identical with their black, wavy hair, which is almost the same length. When he answered her she recognized his voice. She knew she would eventually tell them apart, but it was hard right now. “Want to ride down with me?”

“Sure, Sue, I’ll be right there. I am introducing Oliver to everyone. Hey Oliver can we see the inside of that old house you guys bought? I have never been inside.”

“Sure it’s old but awesome. There is an old suit of armor with cobwebs all over it. Dad can’t decide whether to gut the house and modernize it or go for the original look.”

*******280 words*******

Tessa – 

Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses, also a devout Christian

Author – http://www.finallyawriter.com (this blog contains my old work mostly although occasionally I do add something new here), new work is mainly on this blog http://www.tessacandoit.com

Author of a book, a work in progress on the blog, https://tessacandoit.com/government-property-a-memoir-as-a-military-wife/

Highlighted chapters are done and ready to be read.

Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge No. 53 – MIST & SHAPE


Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge No. 53 – MIST & SHAPE

By Teresa Smeigh October 2017

out of the mist rose

a ghostly shape, glowing eyes

Happy Halloween!

 

Teresa (Tessa) Dean Smeigh

-Advocate for Mental and Invisible Illnesses

-Author of Articles, Stories and Poems

http://www.tessacandoit.com

http://www.finallyawriter.wordpress.com (moving posts to other blog and will be deleting this one).

Haiku – Haunted – October 31st, 2017


 

by Tessa Smeigh October 2017

haunted houses lit

grim reaper in the area

bats flying around

Teresa (Tessa) Dean Smeigh

-Advocate for Mental and Invisible Illnesses

-Author of Articles, Stories and Poems

http://www.tessacandoit.com

http://www.finallyawriter.wordpress.com (no longer canceling this blog, just not adding new work to it, sign up for http://www.tessacandoit.com for the new posts).

 

RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #173 Spooky and Night


RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #173 Spooky and Night

The Guidelines are simple – Take the two words and write a Haiku

By Tessa Smeigh October 2017

night time approaches

spooky noises spark the fright

hide behind the bush

Teresa (Tessa) Dean Smeigh

-Advocate for Mental and Invisible Illnesses

-Author of Articles, Stories and Poems

http://www.tessacandoit.com

http://www.finallyawriter.wordpress.com (no longer canceling this blog, just not adding new work to it, sign up for http://www.tessacandoit.com for the new posts).

 

Twittering Tales #160 by Kat – 10/29/19


 

Inspired by Kat at Twittering Tales – Follow these rules

cemetery-989920_1280

Photo by kalhh at Pixabay.com

Where in Hell?

By Tessa Smeigh

“Where in hell have we landed,” Ron asked Linda.
“I don’t know, you have the control in your back pocket. You must’ve hit the wrong button since it was pre-programmed with the next destination.”
“Joey, were you playing with this?”
“Yes dad, I thought it was my phone, sorry.”

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These tidbits have been continuing from week to week for about 5 months or more now…hard to write a continuing story when you only have 280 characters per piece and a picture to fit in but I am doing it! This is getting harder and not sure how much longer I can continue it. 

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Tessa – 

Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses, also a devout Christian

Author – http://www.finallyawriter.com (this blog contains my old work mostly although occasionally I do add something new here), new work is mainly on this blog http://www.tessacandoit.com

Author of a book, a work in progress on the blog, https://tessacandoit.com/government-property-a-memoir-as-a-military-wife/

Highlighted chapters are done and ready to be read.

Pain, Knee Injection, Psycho-Analysis


Due to my upcoming steroid injection in my knee on Tuesday I had to cut out any pain killer that is an NSAID. If used it could cause dangerous bleeding. So by cutting out my Meloxicam, the pain became worse.

I have spent most of the last few days in bed. Laying down is less painful than sitting. If I had a couch I could sit with my legs straight, but since I don’t have one, sitting in a 4 legged chair or my computer chair is quite painful.

My knee is not the only painful area. My back is still a problem. I still feel my spine moving and popping. My whole body is an issue.

I mentioned that I was losing my therapist and then the whole office was closing down. My last appointment was last Tuesday, well I slept right through it. In a way, I am glad, since that eliminated the emotional part. I figure since I am not in a panic, that things are good and maybe it is time to let it go for good.

I still have my psychiatric nurse who prescribes my medications for my mental issues and is willing to talk if I need it. She does therapy too, but way out of my budget.

I can’t take much more of this pain and need to lie down again. The longer I am without my NSAID the worse my arthritis pain gets. Getting there on Tuesday and then having only a local anesthetic I am going to really be in pain. I can’t be knocked out unless I go to a surgical center or the hospital due to my BMI since I am obese. I have been knocked out with no problems, but new laws won’t allow it done in a procedure center at the pain management office. If what they give me is an anesthetic I would hate to have it without. The pain is tremendous. They tell me it will just feel like a bee sting. I would like that bee to sting them. That is the worse bee sting I have ever had.

My neighbor is driving me home. I drove myself last time. It was possible, but having someone drive you is much more comfortable. My dad used to drive me before he had a stroke.

Can’t wait until it is over.

Tessa – 

Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses, also a devout Christian

Author – http://www.finallyawriter.com (this blog contains my old work mostly although occasionally I do add something new here), new work is mainly on this blog http://www.tessacandoit.com

Author of a book, a work in progress on the blog, https://tessacandoit.com/government-property-a-memoir-as-a-military-wife/

Highlighted chapters are done and ready to be read.

Thursday photo prompt: Balefire #writephoto


Thursday photo prompt: Balefire #writephoto

 

For visually challenged writers, the image shows a hooded figure in the darkness, silhouetted against flames that echo its shape. The figure holds something in its hand that may, perhaps, be a wand…

This is the continuation of John and Susan. I have decided to make this a book. Obviously, there will be a different start and even changes to the chapters and names. I will take this to a certain point to keep your attention while I can, but like the other week when I had to break into this story because the picture didn’t work, it may end at any time although I will try to give you a gist of the story.  I am not sure how long I have been writing this or how much longer it will go. My starting point for the book will be earlier than this little series has gone.

Whose Kids Are They Anyway?

By Teresa Smeigh 2019

Exiting the imaging office, Jack and Oliver were amazed at the amount of snow that had already accumulated. Joanne and John were used to significant accumulations of snow all winter long.

“Hurry mom,” John urged her. “We want to go sledding.”

“Calm down boys,” Jack said. “There is still time in the day left to go sledding, and with this amount, I doubt it will melt away overnight.”

Everyone avoided the one conversation they all wanted to talk about. The car was quiet.

“How much longer,” Oliver asked, breaking the silence.

“Joanne, slow down, there’s an accident up ahead,” Jack said. They all got out and approached the overturned vehicle in the middle of the road. It was the receptionist from the imaging office where they were just tested. She was conscious but mumbling something.

Jack leaned over and tried to make out what she was saying. Lying on the seat beside her was the container holding the DNA testing swabs they had just taken. The window had broken, and they were laying in a pile of snow. No doubt, they were damaged and would have to be retaken. Jack finally realized that was what she was saying.

“I am not hurt, I just bumped my head,” she said, but Joanne had already called the police and ambulance. Sirens could be heard in the distance.

“Out of the way, boys and let them through,” Jack said.

The receptionist called Jack over and said something to him. Then he got out of the way too.

“She said to call the office tomorrow and make a new appointment to have the DNA redone,” Jack said. “Sorry, guys, we’ll have to wait a little bit longer for the results. Now that help is here and we weren’t witnesses, we can go. Might as well go sledding to get your mind off of everything.”

They headed off again towards Joanne and John’s house. At the driveway, there was a bonfire indicating the driveway. The kids were gathered around it waiting for them. It was a bright signal in all the snow. John said they called them bonfires here in America, but Oliver called it a balefire. Either way, it was a good signal fire as the snow had turned into a blizzard since they left the office hours ago.

The tests had been forgotten by the boys. They took off to get heavy coats, gloves, and sleds and go with the group of kids who had gathered waiting for them.

Joanne and Jack sighed and went inside to warm up. Now, who knows how long they will have to wait to have the DNA tests redone.

*******442 words*******

Tessa – 

Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses, also a devout Christian

Author – http://www.finallyawriter.com (this blog contains my old work mostly although occasionally I do add something new here), new work is mainly on this blog http://www.tessacandoit.com

Author of a book, a work in progress on the blog, https://tessacandoit.com/government-property-a-memoir-as-a-military-wife/

Highlighted chapters are done and ready to be read.

Twittering Tales #159 by Kat – 10/22/19


 

Inspired by Kat at Twittering Tales – Follow these rules

Photo by Pexels at Pixabay.com

Gone?

By Tessa Smeigh

“Well?”
“Found the gold sir,” the VP said.
“Take them to the termination room. I want them gone, now,” the director said.
They were locked in and the terminal started it’s count down. Huddled together they held tight. “5, 4, 3, 2, 1.” FLASH!
They were gone. So was the gold.

**********271 characters************

These tidbits have been continuing from week to week for about 5 months or more now…hard to write a continuing story when you only have 280 characters per piece and a picture to fit in but I am doing it! This is getting harder and not sure how much longer I can continue it. 

***********************

Tessa – 

Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses, also a devout Christian

Author – http://www.finallyawriter.com (this blog contains my old work mostly although occasionally I do add something new here), new work is mainly on this blog http://www.tessacandoit.com

Author of a book, a work in progress on the blog, https://tessacandoit.com/government-property-a-memoir-as-a-military-wife/

Highlighted chapters are done and ready to be read.

Thursday photo prompt: Calling #writephoto


Thursday photo prompt: Calling #writephoto

 

For visually challenged writers, the image shows the dark silhouette of a cliff and against a calm sea and a sun-gold horizon.

This is the continuation of John and Susan. I have decided to make this a book. Obviously, there will be a different start and even changes to the chapters and names. I will take this to a certain point to keep your attention while I can, but like the other week when I had to break into this story because the picture didn’t work, it may end at any time although I will try to give you a gist of the story. 

DNA Testing

By Teresa Smeigh 2019

The testing had taken a lot of time, especially since they had retested just in case there was a mix-up. They wanted to make sure the testing was correct and to find some answers.

Next up was the blood work for the DNA testing. The doctor took a moment to explain that they can use a cheek swab instead of a blood test. Both boys brightened up at that. Neither liked blood work.

Both boys definitely had two kidneys, so now they needed to make sure the boys were theirs. Neither one of them remembers another set of twins being born at the same time, so this was an important test. If the hospital switched the boys with another set of twins,, this situation will become much more emotional.  Both Jack and Joanne loved their boys and thought of them as their boys. What would they do if they were actually someone else’s children?

“Hey, it’s snowing,” Oliver burst out. “Look at that view!” Just then, a stag walked into the view of the picture window.

“This is the first snowstorm of the year,” Joanne blurted out!

The nurse called them all together and set out the tray with the cheek swabs. She carefully checked all four of them and labeled each of their swabs. “It will take 24 to 72 hours for the results to come back,” the nurse informed them. “Give us a call if you haven’t heard from us in 72 hours.”

“It takes that long to get the results,” Jack asked her? “Isn’t there a way to hurry things up. We are all kind of anxious about the results.”

“Sir, everyone is in a hurry. You will just have to wait your turn. You’re done here for now.”

“Let’s go now, boys. Joanne, how deep is the snow? Is it deep enough to sled on? Do you have sleds we can use?”

“Yes, I have a supply of sleds. The kids like the hills around my house for sledding, so I make sure I have plenty so more than one kid can go sledding at a time. The neighborhood kids are probably already there waiting for Oliver and John.”

*******363 words*******

Tessa – 

Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses, also a devout Christian

Author – http://www.finallyawriter.com (this blog contains my old work mostly although occasionally I do add something new here), new work is mainly on this blog http://www.tessacandoit.com

Author of a book, a work in progress on the blog, https://tessacandoit.com/government-property-a-memoir-as-a-military-wife/

Highlighted chapters are done and ready to be read.

Video Games for Treating Fibromyalgia and Chronic Fatigue Syndrome – The Benefits of Playing


Video Games for Treating Fibromyalgia and Chronic Fatigue Syndrome

The Benefits of Playing

Tessa – 

Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses, also a devout Christian

Author – http://www.finallyawriter.com (this blog contains my old work mostly although occasionally I do add something new here), new work is mainly on this blog http://www.tessacandoit.com

Author of a book, a work in progress on the blog, https://tessacandoit.com/government-property-a-memoir-as-a-military-wife/

Highlighted chapters are done and ready to be read.