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These are the text messages my wife sent to me the other day:<\/span><\/p>\n *********************************<\/span><\/p>\n Rachelle: How’s the pulmonary rehab going, my love?<\/span><\/p>\n Rachelle: Oh, I’m so glad to hear that you’re dominating the warm-up exercises!<\/span><\/p>\n Rachelle: Yes, you are a natural leader, it’s one hundred percent true!<\/span><\/p>\n Rachelle: What’s The Flower Pot? <\/span><\/p>\n Rachelle: I see.<\/span><\/p>\n Rachelle: So you sit in a chair, and then move one of your legs as if you were lifting it over a flower pot?<\/span><\/p>\n Rachelle: What a strange name for an exercise!<\/span><\/p>\n Rachelle: Well, I don’t know. Maybe something a little more macho, something like The Grizzly Stomp or The Sumo Crush.<\/span><\/p>\n Rachelle: I like The Grizzly Stomp, too. You should write that down and put it in the Suggestion Box. <\/span><\/p>\n Rachelle: You already suggested a Cosplay night! Interesting idea, Pickle, but aren’t all the other residents elderly?<\/span><\/p>\n <\/a><\/p>\n Rachelle: I see, that’s good thinking on your part, you can make your oxygen tanks look like rocket packs!<\/span><\/p>\n Rachelle: You are very creative, it’s true, and as you say, you are the Wayne Gretzky of The Flower Pot.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/a><\/p>\n Rachelle: Really? The physiotherapist asked you to lead the class yesterday?! How flattering!<\/span><\/p>\n Rachelle: Yes, I am sure it was a great honour that everybody else was bitterly jealous of! I’m curious, did you get to choose the music for the work-out?<\/span><\/p>\n Rachelle: That’s great! Who did you pick?<\/span><\/p>\n Rachelle: Oh.<\/span><\/p>\n Rachelle: Well, it just seems like an odd choice. <\/span><\/p>\n Rachelle: I didn’t know, Tori Amos just seems weird to me. Complicated, annoying.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/a><\/p>\n Rachelle: Sorry. I am trying to encourage and support you, my love.<\/span><\/p>\n Rachelle: Really?<\/span><\/p>\n Rachelle: Right in the middle of the stretch she said you had a very small flower pot?!<\/span><\/p>\n Rachelle: OMG, That’s hilarious! <\/span><\/p>\n Rachelle: I mean nasty, just nasty.<\/span><\/p>\n Rachelle: 90 is old, and aging can make people mean.<\/span><\/p>\n Rachelle: You’re probably right, that smart-alecky Yvette lady likely had dementia.<\/span><\/p>\n Rachelle: Because it’s not your class, honey.<\/span><\/p>\n Rachelle: That’s why they wouldn’t let you \u201cexpel her from your program.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n Rachelle: Well, I’m glad you put her on notice, anyway, and sorry that everybody is now calling you The Little Flower Pot. <\/span><\/p>\n Rachelle: Think of it being like Dear Leader, a term of respect and fear.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/a><\/p>\n Rachelle: Well of course I miss you terribly, but I’m struggling along. Even had a little party last night to fight the loneliness. <\/span><\/p>\n Rachelle: Probably less than 25 people, I don’t remember.<\/span><\/p>\n Rachelle: He might have been there, not positive.<\/span><\/p>\n Rachelle: Oh, you’ll get a kick out of this!<\/span><\/p>\n Rachelle: He brought his Porsche over the other day to take Jones for a ride, and Jones just loved it! I’ve never seen him happier! It’s astonishing Pierre doesn’t have any kids because he is just SO amazing with them!!<\/span><\/p>\n