Yesterday, Lilly & I went to the Phillies game. It was her first real Philadelphia Phillies game (we took her to one as a baby) and the Double A Reading Phillies don't count. She had an awesome time even though she looked for the Phanatic all game instead of watching Roy Halladay continue pitching like a beast. A dose of big smiles like this make you feel a lot better almost immediately.
The rest of the therapy actually took place the day prior, almost immediately after I got home from fishing. All dejected and out of it...I took my shower, came downstairs, and Dr. K.C. made me take a strong dose of medication to clear my head....(no, not what you're thinking)....in the form of stupid 80s comedy, aka "Back To School" starring none other than Rodney Dangerfield.
A couple of armpit farts, a little Oingo Boingo cameo, and of course one Triple Lindy...and I'm feeling a lot better. But that's only the beginning of my recovery.
Dr. K.C.'s job today is scour Netflix or run to the Best Buy $5 DVD section, today's prescription is for some Summer School. Yeah, I'll be fishing again in no time.