Yep: that appears to be what we have next on the agenda. My son is on his way over here to pick me up and drag me to the physical therapist’s gym, there to be pestered and exercised no end.
UGH! How could I do without it??????
Well. Actually…I have no business bellyaching about this routine.
The spavined arm hurts like the dickens just now — and has done so all afternoon. Some supervised exercising should loosen up that shoulder and, with any luck at all, ease the pain…ohhhhhhg hellle’s belles!!!! Here he is!
DAYUM!