Yes, you all knew it...it's true. Bubbles needs therapy!
I started therapy today thinking that he would be impressed with how far I have come in the week since having my cast off. He twisted my arm until I cried, told me I've got a long way to go and we've only just begun. He's thinking the swelling could last up to about 6 months and that it could be anywhere from 6 months to a year until I can turn my hand over and see my palm properly.
And just to add to it...he wants me to bring Poppy in so he can learn how to torture me properly too. Ok, he may not have used the word "torture" but that what it feels like.
There, I've got it off my chest and I'll complain no more (until the next time)!
Thursday, March 20, 2008
THERAPY
Posted by grandma b at 1:34 PM
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8 comments:
Marci and Stacie,
Do you think your nurse might have a magic something for me?
Good luck with your theraphy Mrs. Toone
Yes, it is call Morphine-- just kidding. I am sorry, wish I could take your place :^(
They always have something. And complain away, it always makes me feel better. (Surprise, surprise, right?)
hey girls...my good neighbor, know what I mean?
someone in grandma's house (in orem) could hook you up with some drugs i'm sure.
I get the neighbor comment now. Too bad you had to explain it to me. But, hey, if it can cure diabetes....
Neighbors, Orem home. There are all kinds of places to go for help. Maybe I will have to go therapy. Don't we all hate snow now?
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