Audri is thinking! What is that crazy Nana doing now? Well, when the surgeon took my gall bladder, they had to blow my belly up with carbon dioxide or some such thing. They "domed" my belly so to make it easier for the surgeon to rummage around in there, get ahold of the gallbladder and yank it out my belly button. (Still doesn't seem right, does it?)
Now, never once in all the times I talked to a doctor about having my gallbladder out did one of them tell me that at my age, "doming" my belly would ruin the stomach muscles. That my "abs" would abscond! That my bread basket would "rise"! I am just plain flabby! And I don't like it.
So, in a half hearted effort to get those muscles back in shape (lacking a WII fitness) I have been spending some floor time with Audri.
Hasn't worked yet . . .
2 comments:
I think Audri is counting for you. Maybe she's your coach?
looks like fun!
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