Please refer to my previous post. I actually ordered the chair. Was I drunk? Probably not. I hear that drunk online shopping is all the rage... however, I think I was in enough pain and unable to get a massage the traditional way.
This morning, Christmas arrived. Thank goodness hubby had landed home by the time it showed up! I didn't post about it because I hate to jinx situations. What if suddenly I was notified that it was out of stock? Or something was wrong with it? Ugh. Well, all is well!!!
He nearly lost a finger as we unpacked it in the hallway, and manipulated it in, but he still has 10, and we now have a fancy-pants massaging chair and ottoman, just like our rich neighbors across the street! Well, I only assume they all have one. Why not? I would have one in every room if I could afford it!
So now, here I sit, being kneaded, prodded, squished by airbags... finally! Someone who can address my aches and pains without putting my breastular intruder at risk! I have no regerts.. I'm positive that tomorrow, after my fill, I will be thrilled to sit in this puppy and get stretched out and rolled into earlier comfort than usual.
I need to name him. I have decided that it's a boy. And boy, he is making me happy. My husband has no worries, though, and actually - it seems as we now have a love triangle. I let him use it first, since he nearly lost a digit for my happiness.
Anyway, for anyone recovering from a mastectomy or about to go for one, I highly recommend this. In fact, I wished I had it for my initial return home. It would have been much more comfortable to sleep in, and the backrest is automatic, so getting up wouldn't have been such a heinous chore.
Merry Christmas in November!!!!
No comments:
Post a Comment