** No your eyes are not going wacko and if you partied a bit hard last night this is not some residual visual effect from too much alcohol. Again, another big no, that these pictures were taken by someone who had fallen off the wagon. This post is not about that kind of therapy. Hehe.
Actually my camera is now on life support and we are getting ready to give it last rites. I wanted to write this post, though, and these were the only pictures I had to work with so please man up and work with me here. :)
I'm Done With Therapy
Yes, I'm finally finished with therapy.
I love saying that...
for the shock value :)
Actually I'm talking about physical therapy.
I know, I shouldn't be so cheeky about a serious subject.
Guess I have a perverse sense of humor :)
You may not remember but I broke my arm back in April.
I fell off of a step.
I know, great story.
They sent me home from the ER with my arm in a sling and fall precaution instructions.
Really? How old do I look?
I felt older than dirt after that visit.
Then I started a regimen of Physical Therapy in June.
Knowing it was my last visit last week my mom met me at the clinic and took a few pics.
I thought maybe I had forgotten to put my camera on the right settings for her but no, I was already having huge camera fail.
Mary Ann was one of the therapists.
She gave me such a great arm massage on my birthday that I proposed marriage to her.
She turned me down.
I guess I'm too old for her.
So here I am working out.
Not much cardio here so when it comes to work out clothes anything goes
apparently even a ruffled halter top and bangle bracelets. :)
So that is me with my big girl weight.
Yep, I'll bet I have biceps like Madonna by Labor Day.
Hmmm. Now let's talk about my thighs.
Thank you to Ann, and Mary Ann. You two are the best.
Love you but I'm glad I don't have to fit you in my schedule anymore.
PS Next post - new camera. Hallelujah.