With my mom’s illness in 2012 which resulted in her death, followed by my vision loss a few months later, then my husband’s cardiac crisis after that and next my father-in-law’s sudden passing, I’ve let some things go as far as my health checks but am finally getting everything poked and prodded and caught up.
I try to be careful on this blog about language and subject matter but today we are going there. And by “there” I mean Ladyville.
I had an appointment scheduled today for a Ladyville exam but had to cancel. I have been having problems with my knee and last week found out that I have an MCL tear and it’s going to take up to three months to heal. It’s swollen and painful and really, really angry. And because of this there is no possible way I can get into position for said assessment. How do I know this, you ask? Well, I tried it out last night on my bed before changing into my pj’s. Lucky for you, you don’t know what I look like and, therefore, you can picture a woman of your choice if you dare to imagine it at all. As I write this even I am picturing Kate Middleton. What? She is a mother of two and even royalty goes to Ladyville.
And there you have it: another installment of Sister Rain: TMI.
