Showing posts with label elbows are tricky things. Show all posts
Showing posts with label elbows are tricky things. Show all posts

Friday, January 21, 2011

Frootbats on Friday

Mom, we don't care that you worked today and then went to physical therapy for your elbow. We don't care that the physical therapist is referring you to an orthopedic specialist. Your whining is falling on deaf frootbat ears. 


We want our freeze dried chicken treats!!!
Jeez. You would think that her elbow was broken or something! 


Happy Friday friends! xoxo, Raymond and Busby


Pee Ess: Mom is bummed out because the PT thinks her arm may be more injured than the doc at the ER originally thought. Sometimes x-rays taken right after an injury don't show everything. (too much swelling) However, she is going to have some acupuncture done on Monday, and will make an appointment with an Orthopedic doctor for this coming week. She's FINE! Just because she can't play golf she's all pouty. Jeez. Get over it Mom!