since my last post

which by the way was done almost entirely with dragon.

hooany, ive talked to my friend and altho she did not mind me talking about her on my blog, she wasn't too keen on the picture i chose. i agree its not that great a pic, but it was the only one ihad of her with clothes on, cept the one where it looks like her hair hosted a bird orgy. i'd put that up but she does visit here and that would be trouble i don't want.

i went to my old rehab hospital and became dismayed to find out that about half of the therapists that worked with me are no longer there.

there were two phases of rehab.

1. inpatient -- upstairs

2. out patient --downstairs

the upstairs ladies were gone

the downstairs ladies were mostly there, but being i arrived at a busy time, not all of them were able to drop what they were doing(patients) to visit with me. only the ones that loved me the most took time out to give me a hug and say hello.

here are two of them, the only two that allowed me to take a photo:

thats judith on the left, occupational therapist, trish on the right, physical therapist

they gave me permission to talk about them as long as i didnt say any thing mean, or

inappropiate....

all i can say about Trish is that she was/is smoking hot, and she really cared about her 'clients'.

she called the 'patients', clients. i didn't agree with that term but it really didnt matter when she was up close trying to help me get my arm to move, or my leg to bend.

oh i promised her i would say that i probably didn't do any of the home exercises she 'told' me to do.

now judith had had some sorta bionic knee replacement when we started working together. she wasn't walking that much better than i was back then. she wore this metal brace which went from her foot to just above her knee, quite sexy, i remembre being afraid she was going to crush some part of my body with that thing. she was constantly jumping around changing position during some of my exercises. she always smelled nice. i remember that too.

bob was there as well. bob only has one arm. he lost it some 30 years or so ago in an accident of the type that can permanantly maim a person. he must of been quite young cuz he didnt look much older than 30 when i met him.

us 'clients' referred to him as one armed Bob, no disrespect, but there were like 2 other therapists named bob working there and we needed a way to distinguish them when we talked about them behind their backs.

well one armed Bob was one of the senior therapists and you might think how can he safely work with a client with only one arm. easy he made the junior therapists do his heavy work, unless the client was able to lift or pull or push, then that task became part of the therapy.

ok ok i kid. i know i probably exaggerate. all the therapists that worked with me were wonderful, especially the ones with boobs, except the guy who made me put my feet on his man boobs in the pool. the exercise made sense, but none of the female pool therapists had me do that exercise. i do not recall the young mans name.

going back there yesterday brought back alot of memories.

Ella the turd nurse was there but no sighting of the poopnazi.

it was alot of walking, which pleased my therapists. but, i became quite tired rather quickly. i have a scooter but need a lift for it so as i can tote it around on my various excursions.