So the day has come....
Therapy today split time between my back and my knee. My knee was sad.
My knee thought it was off the hook but Mason had other plans.... maybe it had something to do with mentioning that it seemed to be "catching" lately??? Maybe, just maybe.
Funny things happen when there is therapy on my knee. I tend to squeal a little. And laugh hysterically - a lot.
Andreas knew the moment that Mason touched my knee based on my reaction. The whole room ends up laughing with me (or maybe at me?) when I start laughing and squealing.
Pretty sure this sign will be posted soon at Summit: