To be really blunt about it, “the twins” were fun.
They did the BEST card tricks!
The strokes were a lot of adjustment physically.
Wheelchairs to get used to.
Legs that don’t work.
Arms that don’t feel.
Faces that aren’t straight.
The fact that I’m now in a wheelchair means people are looking down at me the entire time we talk.
Past my face.
Down my cleavage.
WAY IN THERE.
Like they’re spelunking.
Even a fairly decently cut shirt makes me feel like a Vegas showgirl that tripped onstage and lost her top…..again.
So, it just goes to prove: guys cannot NOT look at boobs.
Even when they’re attached to a crooked, handicapped package.
You can almost hear them thinking, “That poor handicapped girl, BUT LOOK AT THAT RACK!”
Or maybe that’s just MY husband.
You gotta love him.