Just back from the doc's office. Things are all coming up roses and I should be back to fighting form in no time flat. The bags should start fading (if the ex doesn't bug me anymore) and the color is slowly coming back as I ditch the anemia. It's good to start feeling human again, instead of like a walking corpse. Here I am, at my worst.
Getting there.
I tend to forget how crude things can be with Ty here...I'd hung a mirror up for Linds on the landing so she could sit and blowdry her hair while he was away. I forgot to put it back and trust him to notice it.
"What the hell's this for, so I can look at my crotch?". Which is exactly the level it hit him at. And he made sure he did a little dance, just to test it out.
Then he continued..."or did you decide to adopt midgets while I was away?"
Yep, he's back.
Getting there.
I tend to forget how crude things can be with Ty here...I'd hung a mirror up for Linds on the landing so she could sit and blowdry her hair while he was away. I forgot to put it back and trust him to notice it. "What the hell's this for, so I can look at my crotch?". Which is exactly the level it hit him at. And he made sure he did a little dance, just to test it out.
Then he continued..."or did you decide to adopt midgets while I was away?"
Yep, he's back.
posted by Deb at 1:41 PM
4 Comments:
Well that bit of good news certainly deserves a toast! Hip, hip hooray!
Ty, what a boy! lol on the dance
Way to hang in there, Deb! You'll be doing the crotch dance yourself in no time!
just make sure you have underwear on underneath your gown when you do the crotch dance
tc...thank you. I was quite worried about the big picture but it looks like I'm fine.
Barb...I'm pretty sure I already did it, just not quite as convincingly as Ty.
Kelly...no Brittney's here.
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