sunday post10

good evening! today, i've been hard @ work plodding 3976 steps. righteo, i only came online @ 7:45pm, but house's on @ 9:30pm, meaning i'll only have been online for one hour and fifteen minutes when i get offline to watch the show. and since i'm sure the sky would fall in :P before PIG mum would lemme back for the last forty-five minutes, i guess all i can say is that all together, i'm owed NINE HOURS and FORTY-SEVEN MINUTES! and i can only continue to PROMISE that i'll try my HARDEST to get back EVERY SINGLE MINUTE THAT I'M OWED!! anyways ... let's start off with last night's events first!
-the carer came and showered me.
-aunty winnie came over to inspect my new bathroom! and she even brought me a padan(sp?) cake! so i had two slices for arvo tea, plus a cuppa, white and two.
-dad made me walk to the car, of course gleefully forcing me to buckle my own seatbelt. but he lemme listen to my car CD.
-we made a stop @ the kwok residence first, so dad could return uncle calvin's trailer to him. uncle calvin had lent it to dad, who'd lent it to vincent the physio. when he strolled past the car, i rolled down the window and called, "thanks for the yummy charsiu buns, uncle calvin!" he called back, 'no probs. thanks for playing the piano for me last sunday!"
-dad tootled us off to sylvia jie jie's house for dinner! dad made me walk inside; i needed to use the loo, so he made me walk to their toilet, both gleefully forcing me to dak myself and un-dak myself afterwards. then he made me walk to wash ela for thirty seconds, soof course i washed era for thirty seconds too. then he made me walk out to the dining table.
-dinner: we'd actually skipped the cell group gathering and only arrived for dinner. :p dad, uncle ching and sylvia, aunty a, uncle wallace, uncle tyrone, uncle danny aunty shirley and april. so i got roughly half a plateful of rice, lotsa wombok and choy sum, two juicy mushrooms, some fish.
-after dinner i asked dad if we could please return home, coz i still hadn't satisfied the PISSY two hour time limit that so pleases PIG mum to restrict me to. but he said not for another hour. so i asked him to please take me to the toilet again. he did, gleefully forcing me to do everything again, then i flopped on the couch next to aunty a and watched happy feet, all the while keeping a close eye on the time.
-@ exactly 9:10, i tried asking dad if we could please go home, so i could get online! finally, he said yes - after yakking to aunty a and uncle slam for @ least ten more minutes.
-back home, i used the loo once (again, no guesses as to who gleefully forced who to do everything) and was walking online when dad for whatever reason had a spac attack, and gleefully forced me to walk down the hallway, to the television again, and again. and again. >< in the end i just gave up, poured myself some milk, brushed my teeth and went to bed. when i brush my teeth, my pre-brush rinse and final after-brush rinse i gargle twenty-three times (my age), the first is usually fifteen, the second twenty. but last night, i did all three with twenty-three, coz i knew it would be the last night without PIG mum gleefully forcing poor ela to hold the cup too.
-sunday; dad poked me awake with 'fifteen more minutes." i counted the time down, the spent the remaining time praying silently and desperately to god, asking him to please heal my most beloved grandma.
-i used the pot :p once; dad got me kitted, made me walk out to the gobbling :p table.
-breakfast was one slice of toast with a wee portion of ham and egg.
-dad made me walk out to the car. he gleefully forced me to buckle my seatbelt all day, and we alkso listened to my car CD, when he allowed me to.
-dad made me walk all the way down to the service hall, where he left me with aunty a and letty.
-for worship today, they forced poor em to stand for ALL of worship - like, four to six songs! but i chose to sing everything - when i first got out of the hospital, i was so mad @ god i refused to sing songs of praise @ all. when i'd been out of the hospital for one year, i only sang harmony. but it's been two years now, and i don't really have an excuse to remain silent. i still don't mean one word i sing though. like, i don't contest that jesus rose from the dead and is omni-everything, i just have problems believing that he truly loves me and cares for me and all that crap.
-speaker was uncle chong today. his sermon topic was 'restoring god's image in me'.
-no communion afterwards. pole walked me to the loo afterwards then i sat down and had some cordial and bread for morning tea, having a chat to lee.
-dunno why aunty a parked all the way @ the end of the carpark! she, pole and lee all walked me up to her car, then aunty a tootled me off to fi's for bible study.
-after bible study, pole walked me to the loo once, then dad picked me up and we went home.
-lol, but PIG mum STILL wasn't up yet! and oh! i forgot to blog about that!
-i heard the garage door open @ like, 1:50am, and PIG mum returned home! of course i got up to hug her, even ela wanted to pat PIG mum welcome back. :) PIG mum exclaimed that dad had overdosed me with pimple ointment - apparently, i resembled some white ghost :P - wiped it all off, then grabbed poor elf and immediately forced her on a few minutes of ankle exercises. worst of all, dad had faithfully remembered to entrap poor ela in that bloody splint every night - except last night! zero thanks to PIG mum who immediately stuck the splint back on. >< so again, another day of tucking in ela's poor thumb whenever i get the chance. *sigh*
-dad fed me almost half the bacon, steak and cheese pie vincent the physio had really brought me - i must remember to thank him for the pie next time he tortures me ... i also drank sth. prolly milk, maybe juice.
-a whole bunch of JUST ppl came to visit! i only knew kathy, vicky and maggie, though some other faces were familiar.
-dad made me walk over to the couch, maggie sat next to me, then we just yakked away, until my carer for the day came. i keep forgetting her name, but she's been here once before, and has one eleven year old daughter who attends some school that focuses more on circus performance? sth like that, anyways. oh, and her surname's 'mercer'.
-a nice hot shower for me first - no hairwash for me today.
-i got dried, creamed and rekitted. arvo tea was a perfect one :) with two mugs of milo. i read my novel - i finished the first book! - the nameless carer :P gave ela a massage for near twenty minutes - she only lives @ runcorn, BTW - and took me once more to the loo before leaving. she's from staffing options; i gave her CODA's number coz she's looking for more work.
-i listened to seven's news, read by sharyn ghidella, sport by shane webcke, weather by talitha cummins and beach by liz cantor. then i listened to SBS's world news until aunty a arrived for dinner.
-rice tonight, with lotsa little tong vegetable, some fish and one chunk of chicken. dinner was washed down with one yummy mug of fruit and vegie juice.
-PIG mum took me to the toilet once, of course gleefully forcing me to do everything.
-i tootled online.
-toms: think sylvia jie jie's taking me to UQ for physio again. dunno why PIG mum can't, but hey. no biggie. hopefully, she'll take me to neway or some place yummy again for lunch!i also haveta ring CODA and find out who's coming to look after me this week. anyways, the spam count for the weekend's forty, and i hope everyone has a smashing week!
cheers,
em. ^^