I need to go visit the ducks again. The local hospital wellness center has a heated pool that you can exercise in (for a fee) and it is one exercise that doesn’t really flare my fibromyalgia. It is the hottest pool in town and feels so good.
Oh, right I need to get back to the rubber ducks. The instructor/therapist that is there has a rather impressive collection of different rubber ducks. At the beginning of the time I started pool therapy she used to have them all lined up around half the pool, until the new boss said they looked unprofessional. (Party pooper!) Now she just has a few in the corners. They are fun and bring smiles to those in the pool.
I haven’t been to the pool in almost a month now. There was a problem with the heater, so I missed my last scheduled visit because of that. Then the holidays came up and I was fortunate enough to have my daughter share her cold with me so I was too sick to go to the pool. Now I am about back to normal so I can call Monday and make an appointment. Time to visit the ducks.
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – rubber