VAN GOGH VENGEANCE

                         I FEEL FAINT SOMETIMES WHEN I'M DRIVING LIKE I'M GOING TO GO UNCONSCIOUS.  THE DOCTOR SAYS IT'S HYPOGLYCEMIA.  SURE ENOUGH AFTER COFFEE AND A BANANA NUT MUFFIN, I STATED TO FEEL UNSTEADY IN MY HOT CAR WHEN I WAS DRIVING OVER THE BRIDGE.  I MADE IT OVER AND THEN I CALLED MY HUSBAND.  HE ACTED LIKE HE COULDN'T CARE LESS.  HE OFFERED NO HELP.  I DIDN'T BEG BECAUSE I HOPED I'D SNAP OUT OF IT IF I PUT MY CONVERTIBLE TOP DOWN.  GOING OVER THE BRIDGE I FELT LIKE THERE WAS NO OXYGEN IN THE CAR WITH THE TOP UP.  ALL MY HUSBAND DID WAS COMPLAIN THAT HE CAN'T FIND THE PICTURE OF A MENTALLY ILL VINCENT HOLDING AN ABSINTHE BOTTLE OUT OF THE MASTER BEDROOM.
                     OVER THE BRIDGE I WAS AT THE POINT OF NO RETURN.   SO I FORGED ON TO THE VISITOR CENTER FOR SOME COLD WATER AND TO SE E AN ALLIGATOR AND BABIES.  WITH THE WIND IN MY HAIR I FELT FINE PLUS I ATE AND DRANK EVERYTHING I HAD IN THE CAR MAINLY THE FRENCH FRIED ONIONS THAT I HAD IN THE TRUNK FOR THE THANKSGIVING  GREEN BEAN CASSEROLE.  THAT SEEMED TO SUSTAIN ME SO I HEADED 6 MILES TO THE OCEAN TO TOUCH THE COOL WATER. 
                    I WAS FINE.  STILL I AVOIDED THE BRIDGE OVER THE INDIAN RIVER AND TOOK THE LONG WAY HOME VIA OAK HILL AND US 1.  EVENTUALLY I FELT SLIGHTLY WHOOZY AND STOPPED FOR SODA AND DURKEES FRENCH FRIED ONIONS.  I WAS SHAKEY BUT OK.  I HEADED UP US 1 TOWARDS MIMS.  I COULD BARELY MAKE IT TO THE CONVENIENCE STORE AT THE NORTH STAR TRAILER PARK.  I BOUGHT AND CONSUMED CHOCOLATE MILK, AN ICE CREAM BAR AND SOME TRAIL MIX PLUS GO OUT OF THE HOT CONVERTIBLE AND STRETCHED MY LEGS.  MY LEFT LEG WAS STIFF.  THEN I WAS FINE AGAIN AND TOOK CARPENTER HOME INSTEAD OF BUSY US 1.  WHEN I GOT  I WAS PERFECTLY FINE. 
                     I TOLD MY  HUSBAND HE SHOULD HAVE OFFERED HELP THAT  I COULD BARELY MAKE IT HOME FROM THE CANAVERAL NATIONAL SEASHORE.  HE COMPLAINED ABOUT HIS MISSING VAN GOGH PAINTING.  SO I REITERATED.  HE SAID NEXT TIME HE WOULD OFFER HELP.  I ALSO SHOULD HAVE CALLED HIM AGAIN.  ANYWAY I SURVIVED. 

INDIAN RIVER TITUSVILLE,FL

                     I'LL GET MY AC FIXED, GO TO THE DOCTOR AND BUY TRAIL MIX FOR THE CAR.  SO WWVD?  WHAT WOULD VINCENT DO?