Fiorella has plans, but first, she has to get herself into shape--like rid herself of the carpal tunnel and replace her left knee. She'll probably have to learn how to drive again too so that she can handle her own visits to doctors. friends, and whomever.
EEEK--has your girl gotten behind? Sorry about that, but she was off with her favorite driver--and his wife, she quickly adds--to get herself prepared for the long-awaited knee surgery scheduled in June. It's been like planning for an inauguration!
When she finally got home, Fio spent the rest of the afternoon filling out an unbelievably long and detailed form about her health from almost since she left her mother's womb. ARRRRRGGH!
Interestingly enough, when she got back to the house, her granddaughter was waiting for her with a colorful plastic doctor's kit in hand--which, of course, your girl went along with. Hmm...maybe we can get B interested in medicine as a career choice. After all, doctors have a lot of prestige, make a lot of money, and are frequently portrayed as heroes in movies--as opposed to linguists who just have a good time fooling around after languages. (And then there are the ones who let music, art, and literature seduce them even further away.)😉
Back to her own surgery, the one that Fio signed up for has been moved even further into the future. She had no idea there were so many bummed up knees hobbling around in Austin.
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