After the surgery, the most difficult part of the recovery was not being able to take a full breath. Here is me with my breathing game which I was supposed to play every hour. (Tony would whisper to Trish to tell me to play it again if I forgot). Here is me playing my game, which Frank said looks like a medical bong.
6 comments:
Yeah!!! A picture of Faith!!! I haven't seen you in like 11 years!
Remember when you and your sister were driving through Salt Lake City and we met up at a Wendy's? That was like in 1997 or 98. (I think.)
Good times.
You look great post-op.
Much love,
Jeff
Hey Papes,
Great picture. It seems you and I went through our rebellious streak late in life. So you just now got a bong, eh?
Love ya,
Hoper
I really should be careful when posting comments on your blog as other people could be reading them and not get my sense of humor. Love ya, Hoper
Oh I love seeing you a picture of you. You are beautiful... bong and all!
You know...you could make that into a drinking game. Every time you forget to do your treatment, you have to drink a shot. :)
Oh my gosh, the lengths some people will go to in pursuit of an illicit bong hit. What's next, Alan Ginsberg like poetry about you and your bong?
Love,
Stever Bever
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