"Peachy. Nothing like making me weigh a ton just to see if my bones can handle it. Newsflash, doctors, they can't!" She yelled the last part toward the doctors who monitored them at lunch. Picking up a fork almost proved to be too much for her, so when she went to spear the salad she was given - can't have her getting fat, can they? - the fork went straight through the table.<br/><br/>With a sigh of disgust, she tossed it from the table. "Hands again, it seems."