tuesday post

good evening! today, em was hard at work plodding 4554 steps. righteo, let's plop :P right into the spotty :P points for today!
-PIG mum dug em up nice and early this morning, got her kitted, and fed her a choc chip crunchy museli bar and a mug of hot milo as breakfast. then she made (PLEASE! GO NOW! to the top of saturday's post to read what i REALLY want to type, but have unfortunately been TOO HEAVILY CENSORED by PIG mum. ><) me walk out to the car.
-off she tootled us off to the PA, listening to westlife's unbreakable volume 1. it's been confirmed - PIG mum is biased: she can only bear to listen to my music (ie westlife) at only volume 8, any louder and she'll whine that her ears hurt, but i note that she can listen to andy hui (ugh, dreadful, nasally, out-of-tune singer :P) at volume 13 and still crank it up louder. well, PIG mum claims that's because chinese singers, their CD's are always softer than english ones. i guess i'll just haveta keep a note of when jacky cheung and michael leung get played; if PIG mum flips the volume up, then she'll have justified herself, if not, then i'll know she's pulled one on me.
-there was no carpark on arrival. >< so PIG mum parked, made(PLEASE! GO NOW! to the top of saturday's post to read what i REALLY want to type, but have unfortunately been TOO HEAVILY CENSORED by PIG mum. ><) me walk in and take a seat at the foyer, then went to repark the car.
-PIG mum returned; i told her i wanted to use the bathroom, so that's where she made (PLEASE! GO NOW! to the top of saturday's post to read what i REALLY want to type, but have unfortunately been TOO HEAVILY CENSORED by PIG mum. ><)me walk, of course also forcing me to dak myself and pull my own trousers back up after a tinkle. then she made (PLEASE! GO NOW! to the top of saturday's post to read what i REALLY want to type, but have unfortunately been TOO HEAVILY CENSORED by PIG mum. ><) me walk over to wash and dry my right hand, before she made (PLEASE! GO NOW! to the top of saturday's post to read what i REALLY want to type, but have unfortunately been TOO HEAVILY CENSORED by PIG mum. ><) me walk into the day physio gym.
-i browsed a woman's weekly mag for a min or two until dom dom arrived.
-dom dom Forced me to walk to the far bed, where we worked on standing exercises and posture exercises.
-helen came with morning tea! so, white and two equal for me, plus a yummy bikkie - PIG mum demanded the other one, else i'd have eaten it too, twas yummy! some oatmeal one, i think it was.
-dom dom Forced me to start walking back out with the easy walker; she handed me back to PIG mum as the hallway started.
-i told PIG mum i wanted to use the bathroom once more, so that's where she made (PLEASE! GO NOW! to the top of saturday's post to read what i REALLY want to type, but have unfortunately been TOO HEAVILY CENSORED by PIG mum. ><) me walk, of course also forcing me to dak myself and pull my own trousers back up afterwards. then she made (PLEASE! GO NOW! to the top of saturday's post to read what i REALLY want to type, but have unfortunately been TOO HEAVILY CENSORED by PIG mum. ><) me walk over to wash and dry my right hand, before she made (PLEASE! GO NOW! to the top of saturday's post to read what i REALLY want to type, but have unfortunately been TOO HEAVILY CENSORED by PIG mum. ><) me walk all the way back to the car. oh! and along the way, we saw kate brennan, my old OT from BIRU!
-PIG mum tootled us back home, still listening to westlife's unbreakable volume 1.
-PIG mum made (PLEASE! GO NOW! to the top of saturday's post to read what i REALLY want to type, but have unfortunately been TOO HEAVILY CENSORED by PIG mum. ><) me walk back inside; i plopped my bum and tired legs into my armchair and rang dearest dad.
-i watched nine's news hour.
-PIG mum made (PLEASE! GO NOW! to the top of saturday's post to read what i REALLY want to type, but have unfortunately been TOO HEAVILY CENSORED by PIG mum. ><) me walk over to the table for lunch. i got my hard-fought after chicken chunky soup! twas delicious! and much thanks to PIG mum, who says she didn't dilute it with any water, like she likes to do to any juice that i drink.
-i read my beka cooper novel for awhile, until nature called. >< so PIG mum got to make (PLEASE! GO NOW! to the top of saturday's post to read what i REALLY want to type, but have unfortunately been TOO HEAVILY CENSORED by PIG mum. ><) me walk to the loo, of course also forcing me to pull my own daks down. but thanks to her who passed me a mug of water, so i could do a stinky unspeakable, and wipe myself too. PIG mum came back to check, then she forced me to pull my own daks up, before she made (PLEASE! GO NOW! to the top of saturday's post to read what i REALLY want to type, but have unfortunately been TOO HEAVILY CENSORED by PIG mum. ><) me walk over to wash and dry my right hand, before she made (PLEASE! GO NOW! to the top of saturday's post to read what i REALLY want to type, but have unfortunately been TOO HEAVILY CENSORED by PIG mum. ><) me walk back to the table, where i continued reading my beka cooper novel.
-ding dong! leann arrived! so we sat and had a chit chat.
-a second ding dong! this time, 'twas amanda. so i excused myself and let amanda Force me to walk to the laundry for my shower.
-hairwash today; i also stood up so amanda could give my back bum a scrub.
-i got dried, creamed, rekitted, amanda handed me my stick and Forced me to walk back out to the dining room.
-we said our thanks and byes to leann, then our cooking began!
-i cracked eggs, beat eggs, poured stuff into the frypan and (what's the word? cooked them around?). much thanks to amanda who stood near me to ensure i didn't fall into the fire and become part of the chicken katsudon myself :P
-arvo tea was finally served! with a cup of tea, sweetened with a single spoonful of honey. twas great! only suggestion i could give to PIG mum; maybe put a bit more soya sauce in for next time? twas a lil bland for my tastes, really. but still scrumptious!
-i read my novel for awhile. PIG mum rocked upstairs to pig land :P and amanda did a find-a-word for awhile, before grabbing me for 4 games of chinese checkers. she won two games, i won the other two.
-after giving my left hand a massage, amanda Forced me to walk over to the piano. my right hand played every single major, minor, melodic minor and chromatic scale, plus a few christmas carols, before supporting my left hand in thunking out twinkle twinkle 7 times.
-amanda had me sit straight in that supportless thing for 20 mins or so, beforeshe Forced me to walk to the toilet for a tinkle, Forced me to walk over to wash my right hand - but kindly helped me dry it, thanks - and Forced me to walk back to the dining hall.
-she left promptly at 6:30, and will be back on friday.
-PIG mum galloped :P back to force poor em on 45 mins of hand exercise, culminating in a forced march up to my room and back down. but it still wasn't over yet >< em then got forced to stand, not holding onto anything, all weight to the left, for 13+mins. then PIG mum let my poor legs buckle onto that suportless thing, and forced me to sit up straight for another 20mins, until the ABC news was over. then she made (PLEASE! GO NOW! to the top of saturday's post to read what i REALLY want to type, but have unfortunately been TOO HEAVILY CENSORED by PIG mum. ><) me walk over to sit at the gobbling table, where dear dad had prepared dinner.
-rice tonight, with lotsa cauliflower and kai lan, and a bit of yummy chicken. PIG mum forced my poor left hand to hang onto the bowl, meaning i was forced to eat as fast as i could so i could release it ASAP. dinner was washed down with a yummy mug of fruit and vegie juice; i just grasped the entire mug, rather than try sticking fingers into the ear and having PIG mum snap at me that they're the 'incorrect' ones.
-PIG mum made (PLEASE! GO NOW! to the top of saturday's post to read what i REALLY want to type, but have unfortunately been TOO HEAVILY CENSORED by PIG mum. ><) me walk back to the computer, and i tootled online.
-to be honest, i've seriously no idea whether i'll get to stay online for my MEASELY two hour limit; PIG mum keeps coming every half hour or so to force me on a minute or two of left hand/arm exercises, and also came to make me sign some name change thing so i can get a new passport. well, she printed out the sheet three times, and i must've practised signing it like 30x, but hey, i hope it turns out!
anyways, i've got vincent the physio to endure toms. >< argh, patience and perserverance, i'll survive. wonder if i can persuade PIG mum to let evelyn take me out for dinner? best of all, state of origin toms night! QUEENSLANDER!!!!!!!!!!! cheers,
em. ^^
P.S. i found and corrected 2 errors in my post tonight.