Oh, now I'm blushing. Ok, here's the meaning of Aimee-just read this the other day: "Loved-One". How special is that? And I know my page was messed up the other day (my stupidity), but I thought it was all fixed. Hmmm. I am sorry. I hate it that people have trouble if they try to message me.
And now for the humor, since you already have me blushing. I can't dress myself, and at home have just a few well placed layers, which unless the wheelchair tires pull off me looks like I'm dressed. So today for the first time, in my mirage of being well covered with a T and open front cape (plus skirt--used only for clinic-- and the year round boots), I saw no need for a bra. I never needed it at clinic before. Today my posture was very seriously addressed, and hands were all over me, under my untrusty cape. So, do what your mother told you and wear those "undergarments" because as soon as you think you're free...
I love you all. I mean it.
Big hugs,
Ann