This morning I woke up about 1/2 an hour before the alarm clock went off. I woke up in pain. Excruciating pain. At approximately 6:00 am, I suffered the worse calf muscle cramp I've ever felt. The pain that shot through my left leg was so bad that it caused me send up a desperate prayer to the Little Baby Jebus to rescue me from the pain...but he was too busy listening to legit prayers from the Non-Heathens....so I screamed into my pillow, banged my fist on the mattress, and waited for the pain to pass. The cramping lasted maybe 30 seconds, but it felt like eternity.
It's been several hours since the attack, and my leg is still VERY sore. I truly believe that Karma is real...and she's a real Bitch that'll come for you sooner or later. I used to laugh at my Dad whenever he'd wake up from a leg cramp screaming " SonuvaBitch, SonuvaBitch...Dirty Muthaf*cker...Faaaaaaaaaaaaack!". I laughed, not because he was in pain, but because it sounded hilarious to hear him yelling out obscenities [first in English and then he'd throw out some in Spanish].
He prophetically declared, after an early morning cramp session: "Yeah keep laughing Cabron...you'll be my age some day, and then you'll know just how bad the pain is"...Papa was right.
I think from now on, just to be safe, I'm going to stop teasing him that he's shrinking.