So my mother tore off all the tendons and the muscle on her right shoulder, and had to have them strung back up like guitar strings. If you’re going to do something, do it thoroughly, etc. I’ve been staying over for most of the week to help with her post-op care, finally enjoying a bit of time to paint.
And I get my pick of post-op sympathy flowers, because I’m the one buying them for her. She’s lucky I’m not into painting potted cactuses.
Glare and brush strokes
A woman and her ice pack
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