I am debating getting therapist to come over and make some suggestions about how I transfer to the toilet. I want to have one come and see how I could type better.
One thing is stopping me: What if they can't help? What if the way I am now is as good as it gets.
As Mom says, who cares, it's not like the therapists will make you worse.
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5 comments:
Your mother is a wise woman
BT
Jeanne rocks.
sdt
Whatever. Some of us haven't drunk the kool-aid
I like it when mom's advice starts with, "Oh who cares."
xx
JTG
The very best advice, begins Oh who cares.
xxoo
metc
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