monday post 32b

good evening! em's plodding total now stands @ 2328. righteo, events for today?
-much thanks to PIG mum who came downstairs and watched me use the pot :P once this morning @ 1:45am.
-when dearest dad left for work this morning, i used the pot :P again. "dad, i've lost bear bear," i wailed @ him. dad looked @ the foot of the bed, then under the bed. 'nope, not here,' he said, then yanked away some of my blankets. "found him!' he said triumphantly, "but sorry, em, he's DEAD. suffocation." i squeaked, grabbed poor bear bear and gave him CPR. phew. he came back. :)
-dad left for work @ 7:50; i spent the ten minutes till 8am having a quiet chat to percy ercy the angel/saint, asking him to please help me with the patience, perseverance, strength and endurance i'd need to get through today, giving PIG mum all the pleasure, all the satisfaction and just suffering for her when she decided that only she could be happy and/or satisfied. then i cuddled bear bear and we snored our heads off until PIG mum came into my room and poked me awake with 'fifteen more minutes."
-i counted that time down. when PIG mum came back inside, i swung myself over to the pot :P once more for two tinkles. when i felt like doing a stinky unspeakable, i just swung myself into bed.
-dearest bear bear was still feeling slightly woozy from his NDE, so i told him to take it easy today.
-PIG mum got me kitted, then gleefully FORCED :( me to walk out to the gobbling :P table.
-i drank the entire mug of water, then breakfast was three yummy weetbix with one wee drop of honey.
-after breakfast, PIG mum gleefully FORCED :( me to walk to the loo, of course also gleefully forcing me to dak myself.
-i did a stinky unspeakable. i admit, also, that i leant on the side rail and continued my chat to percy the saint/angel, just silently, this time.
-afterwards, PIG mum gleefully FORCED :( me to walk over to wash and dry both hands, before she gleefully FORCED :( me to walk to the 4WD.
-of course, PIG mum gleefully forced poor em to buckle her own seatbelt all day, and we also listened to ronan keating's ten years of hits disc all day, too.
-PIG mum tootled me off to unique physiotherapy for my torture session with vincent the bloody physio. ><
-when i walked into his shop, i was very careful not to touch anything, lest i get into trouble. PIG mum handed me a who magazine ... gota go now! fingers crossed i can come back online tonight!
cheers,
em. ^^