A patch-and-a-half habit

So… without getting overly personal (yeah right), I’m going to tell you something only a few people on the planet know about me.

Okay, it’s somewhat personal.

I wear a medical patch that strategically releases essential medication through my skin into my blood stream on a daily basis. This patch makes the existence of “somewhat normal Lisa” possible. Without this patch, “Bitchy, homicidal Lisa” swallows up somewhat normal Lisa and mutates into a giant, sledgehammer wielding psychopathic, yellow-eyed monster, destroying everything in her path.

You do NOT want to meet Psychopathic Lisa

(I admit, when tasked with drawing a super scary, psychopathic killer female, I ended up with some kind of sexy she-devil. One could argue seduction by sledgehammer is a little freaky, though.)

The patch is supposed to dole out HORMONES, AS-NEEDED people. It keeps the evil beast sequestered into the dark recesses of the mind, and hidden deep beneath the surface, where there is only sunshine, butterflies, bubble gum and twinkle lights… If the patch doesn’t do its job, LOOK OUT. No one wants to be around Bitchy, Homicidal Lisa.

I think we can all agree the patch is a friend to us all.

Then, recently the pharmacy changed the patch I use (my insurance quit covering the usual one and I was back to the TORTILLA sized generic one I thought I’d rid myself of months ago).

It wasn’t until I’d been wearing the new patch for about a day that I noticed something was off.

It started when general (fairly usual) computer glitches interrupted my work flow. It’s a bit foggy now, but I believe I was trying to sync something from my smart phone to the Big Screen, when I yanked the chord from my phone and flung my poor Samsung across the room.

Then I went out into the world.

When I returned home, I was shaky, sweaty, weak in the knees with heart palpitations, presumably returning home from my first kill. I told M.C. Nugget that perhaps something was wrong with my patch.

“Really?” he said, backing slowly away.

“Yep!  flailing my arms around wildly as I spoke, “I hurled expletives that I never say on the road today!” 

I said all of this with eyebrows raised. Do you KNOW how insane that looks, you guys?

“And…  I actually entertained the idea of running over a little old man in a hat when he ran across Venice Boulevard, willy nilly.  THERE WAS NO CROSS WALK NUGGIE! He just zipped across, hoping we would all see him and no one would hit him.”

I paused.

I was about to go on, when Nuggie asked “So you think it’s the new patch? What do you think is wrong?”

“It’s generic! GENERIC! It’s probably made of cardboard or something.”

“So….” he began, “You can’t cut off another half of one, and put it on too, can you?”

Leave it to Nuggie to make me laugh in a moment of utter TERROR.

But I actually thought about it for a second. “I HARDLY HAVE ROOM ON MY ASS FOR ONE PATCH!” I laughed. “Can you imagine?”

[REMEMBER THIS FROM WHEN I USE TO WEAR THE SAME PATCH:
I have a patch-and-a-half a day habit
It’s big enough to make a burrito]

 

Then, thinking about it a little more I said, “But you’re probably right. I wish I had enough patches to wear a patch and a half!” 

Then he did it.

M.C. Nugget ended with this, and dammit, I wish I could take the credit. He laughed and said, in his best Ms. Cheevious, bitchy girl impersonation: “I have a patch-and-a-half habit DAMMIT! I NEED THEM! Give me more patches! “

 

A patch-and-a-half habit. We’re talking a SERIOUS addiction here.

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Ms. Cheevious is the alter-ego of Lisa Jey Davis (former publicist, and television talent manager, current award-winning writer & author, & health and fitness pro). Though Ms. Cheevious has become known for humor via the blog and social media, offering a lighter and brighter look at life… the blog was originally a precursor to Lisa Jey's long overdue book "Ms. Cheevious in Hollywood" which offers a fabulous, funny peek into what really goes on behind the scenes in Hollywood… a Hollywood with Lisa Jey and her funny “serendipities” in it. Think Lucille Ball meets Chelsea Handler meets the girl next door (with a little chocolate and vodka). It depicts with hilarity the innocent mistakes Lisa Jey made when launched back into the big, bad single jungle, as an unassuming single-mother in the City of Angels. It’s also about the beautiful, interesting life she led while her loving, incredible sons kept her grounded and sane amid fantastic events, new friends, parties and field trips. It also shows the turmoil and heartbreak that comes with dating and single mom life. All blog content © 2015 Ms. Cheevious aka Lisa Jey Davis

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