Wednesday Post 217b

Heylo again, good evening and potentially one final greeting for Wednesday! Em’s potential final, final plodding total for Wednesday now stands @ 1292. Anyways, events for today?

~ I used the pot :P once around 2am last night and once more around 6:35am, before spending the ten minutes till 6:45am having a mostly silent chat to Percy the saint/angel, asking him please to help me with the patience, perseverance, strength and endurance I need to get through today with, giving PIG mum all the pleasure, all the satisfaction and just suffering for her whenever she decided that only she can be happy and/or satisfied. It doesn't sound very fair, but she's taught me through her actions, if not through her words, that it's enough she's happy and/or satisfied, and I guess whenever that happens, I've just got to grit my teeth and endure. >< *sigh*

-        Daddy Bear and I continued our happy snorings for another hour, and I used the pot :P once more @ around 7:45am. Suddenly, PIG mum barges into my room! That’sright, I’d forgotten that she had me booked to see Aunty Ann for a comfy massage this morning, coz Friday I’d be @ the P.A. for my MRI follow-up! What’s also good’s that she not only helped me with a bra but a tee also, coz dearest dad hadn’t been into my room to kiss me bye yet.

-        After I gave myself fifteen more minutes, I got myself mostly independently kitted. PIG mum came back to help with Elf’s AFO then demanded I practise tying Elf’s shoelace. I didn’t really mind, coz I was seated and could fully seated; besides, I know what a kick PIG mum gets outta being able to boss me around, etc. *sigh*

That done, I let her gleefully FORCE L me to walk over to the bathroom to brush teeth (poor Ela). Afterwards, I sit over the loo for two tinkles, also leaning fully against the side rail and continuing my mostly silent chat to Percy the saint/angel, asking him please to help me get through today okay. I find it's exceedingly important to constantly remind the cruel and unfaithful God that He has no bearing  on  my good day whatsoever, that I am perfectly capable of having a good day without Him, despite Him and apart from Him, because my good day's dependent on my own good attitude. If only God would remember that ... *sigh* He conned the phrase 'live and let live', so why the heck can't He lemme live the free, independent life that I deserve? Okay, fair enough, we all only deserve death because of Him, but why can't He just lemme live the life that nearly everyone else gets to live?? *sigh*

-        Afterwards, I wash and dry Era then walk myself slowly and safely out to the gobbling: P table, rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over.

Breakfast is one bowl of plain porridge with some yummy blueberry bagel ripped into it, one full mug of water, all my usual drugs :P and one full mug of water. Over breakfast, I also finish my mostly silent chat to Percy the saint/angel. Remember, however the cruel and unfaithful God tries to make my day bad for me, I won't let that affect me because my good day has NOTHING to do with Him; I'm perfectly capable of having a good day without Him, despite Him and apart from Him. See, my good day's dependent on my own good attitude!

-        After PIG mum comes downstairs, I let her gleefully FORCE L me to walk out to the 4WD and she tootles me off to see Aunty Ann for a comfy massage. Of course, she gleefully forces me to buckle my own seatbelt all day; we also listen to Brian McFDadden’s ‘The Irish Connection’ all day, too. I got his CD for my 25^th birthday and have listened to it so much the CD’s starting to break! The first five songs are fine, but the last five are muddled and have gone static-y. PIG mum blames me for not holding the disc properly and scratching the surface; well, everything’s always my fault. *sigh* Personally, I would’ve thought that because I’ve had the disc for like 4.5 years and listened to it often enough that it’s getting old. *sigh*

-        At Aunty Ann’s, I used the loo once myself then settled in for a comfy massage. Since ‘twas only 10am, I was finally Aunty Ann’s first client! When I see her normally every Friday afternoon, I’m usually her second/third. XD

-        While I relaxed under Aunty Ann’s powerful yet gentle and soothing ministrations, PIG mum as usual yapped her head off. Think I’ve mentioned this before, but she’s usually dissing somebody, often me. *sigh* Today, she was blackmouthing Uncle Cheesecake’s former wife. *sigh*

-        After the massage, I used the loo once more, sat and drank one mug of water then said my thanks and byes to Aunty Ann.

-        PIG mum tootled us off to Sunnybank Hills Shoppingtown, where we bought groceries from Woolies and she – argh, fingers crossed I can bbl, coz I’m still owed ONE HOUR and TWELVE MINUTES online!! ><

-        Cheers,

-        Em. ^^