Mostly True Memoirs
I’m Getting the Heebie Jeebies Just Thinking About It!
All my leggings are falling apart.
I’ve been wearing a brace on my leg since the knee injury.
Leggings are the only pants I can wear.
The brace is wearing holes in the fabric.
It’s summertime now.
I could wear shorts or a sundress to save the wear on the leggings.
But that would create a bigger problem.
On my skin.
For the love of God, no.
Velcro must never touch my skin.
No way, never.
I’m getting the heebie jeebies just thinking about it.
My surgery hasn’t even happened yet.
I have a long summer of Velcro ahead of me.
I’ll just mend my worn-out leggings.
When this is all over, I’m going to burn my ragged, patched-up, old clothes.
Maybe I’ll burn the brace as well.
I never want to see Velcro again.