Electrolysis. Water Therapy. Acupuncture. Deep Tissue Massage. Healing Stones. Braces. Exercises.
We’ve tried it all, plus some, or have plans to try it soon.
I am willing to try and work so hard. I want it and I wonder where I’ll draw the line. There IS a line.
There’s a point of no return, where I’ve gone too far.
Will I know it if I get that far? Will I be willing to stop?
God, I want to walk.
I won’t lie.
There’s not much I would let get in my way of that goal.
What if I needed to make something else a priority? SomeONE else. Would I do it?
Sometimes I wonder.
The way a new parent of a second child will ask themselves WHAT IF. What if they could only get one child out in time? What if you were forced to make Sophie’s Choice?
And that’s the way my mind works.
Voodoo. Scientology. Peanut Milkshakes. Witchcraft. Whale Sperm.
What if the secret cure were somewhere in these? At what point do they quit sounding crazy?
(except for the whale sperm, that may ALWAYS be crazy)