I had a massive panic attack on Christmas morning while on route to the BF's parents house - had to turn around and go home. But, more on that in another post... the whole thing prompted this song - sing it out loud and have a laugh!
Here's my parody:
On the first day of Christmas, my disorder gave to me:
A freak-out that scared me up the tree!
On the second day of Christmas, my disorder gave to me:
Two sweaty palms
And a freak-out that scared me up the tree!
On the third day of Christmas, my disorder gave to me:
Three calls to the doc
Two sweaty palms
And a freak-out that scared me up the tree!
On the fourth day of Christmas, my disorder gave to me:
Four shaky limbs
Three calls to the doc
Two sweaty palms
And a freak-out that scared me up the tree!
On the fifth day of Christmas, my disorder gave to me:
Five obsessive thoughts
Four shaky limbs
Three calls to the doc
Two sweaty palms
And a freak-out that scared me up the tree!
On the sixth day of Christmas, my disorder gave to me:
Six nervous ticks
Five obsessive thoughts
Four shaky limbs
Three calls to the doc
Two sweaty palms
And a freak-out that scared me up the tree!
On the seventh day of Christmas, my disorder gave to me:
Seven dry heaves
Six nervous ticks
Five obsessive thoughts
Four shaky limbs
Three calls to the doc
Two sweaty palms
And a freak-out that scared me up the tree!
On the eighth day of Christmas, my disorder gave to me:
Eight beads of sweat
Seven dry heaves
Six nervous ticks
Five obsessive thoughts
Four shaky limbs
Three calls to the doc
Two sweaty palms
And a freak-out that scared me up the tree!
On the ninth day of Christmas, my disorder gave to me:
Nine stuttered words
Eight beads of sweat
Seven dry heaves
Six nervous ticks
Five obsessive thoughts
Four shaky limbs
Three calls to the doc
Two sweaty palms
And a freak-out that scared me up the tree!
On the tenth day of Christmas, my disorder gave to me:
Ten drumming fingers
Nine stuttered words
Eight beads of sweat
Seven dry heaves
Six nervous ticks
Five obsessive thoughts
Four shaky limbs
Three calls to the doc
Two sweaty palms
And a freak-out that scared me up the tree!
On the eleventh day of Christmas, my disorder gave to me:
Eleven gasping breaths
Ten drumming fingers
Nine stuttered words
Eight beads of sweat
Seven dry heaves
Six nervous ticks
Five obsessive thoughts
Four shaky limbs
Three calls to the doc
Two sweaty palms
And a freak-out that scared me up the tree!
On the twelfth day of Christmas, my disorder gave to me:
Twelve palpitations
Eleven gasping breaths
Ten drumming fingers
Nine stuttered words
Eight beads of sweat
Seven dry heaves
Six nervous ticks
Five obsessive thoughts
Four shaky limbs
Three calls to the doc
Two sweaty palms
And a freak-out that scared me up the tree!
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tsuki
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... Hee-hee . . . too funny. Good to be able to laugh at ourselves. Thanks for that laugh. Hope you enjoyed your Christmas celebration even if not as planned . . . hugs |
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