Joint Hypermobility Syndrome (HMS)


Down on the farm. No R.J. is from Toronto and not any farm. My Grandparents farm, Yes I can pen a bull. That is neither here nor there.
Down on the farm Dad was changing a tire, He rolled the old tire down the hill, Like the good son at the age of four I went chasing after it.
Tire hit the tree and raised up aboot a hundred bees and they all took turns stinging me. Man I was welted up. Grandma was an R.N. fixed me up.
Mighty fine parenting there Dad. I am kidding. lol
I take comfort in the fact all those bees died! lol
 
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I pulled into the first gas station and had (luckily) the sense to put the kickstand down before embarking on what can only be described an exquisite rendition of the Get-This-****ing-Wasp-Out-Of-My-Shirt dance. In moments like that, a woman generally is, shall we say, NOT particularly concerned with modesty. I try to keep myself in some semblance of decent shape and I'm proud to say, my girls didn't let me down...unless those men were applauding me for pulling my shirt back down..
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No man has ever applauded a woman pulling her shirt down ever!
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