Life with CMT: When he left, I yelled, “Break a Leg!” So he did. 🤦♀️
We’re back! Yohan yelled, sliding the door to the garage open. I noticed he was walking funny, not CMT funny, but like he had a stiff leg, a heavy foot, an injured limb? My perplexed look begged the question… What now? He brushed off my concern, acting if I were being overly paranoid and concerned…
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