Good evening again! Em’s new plodding total for Wednesday now stands @ 3181. Anyways, continuing tonight’s events?
- After washing and drying Era, I head out to the gobbling :P table for breakfast, which is one slice of plain (unbuttered) toast with a tiny dab of delicious pineapple jam, one yummy mug of some kinda chocolate milk, all my usual drugs :P and one full mug of water. Over breakfast, I also spend ten minutes 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!
- Breakfast over, I walk myself slowly and safely online, rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over. There, I tootle online for about forty minutes, until Aunty Deana summons me over for lunch.
- Lunch: six yummy fried dumplings, one whole plate of yummy cauliflower, and half of the charsiu bun Aunty Deana bought to share with me! I also drink another mug of chocolate milk and ring dearest dad~
- After using the loo once for one tinkle, I sit and happily read The Accidental Bookclub for like one hour, while also munching one yummy pear.
- Aunty Deana leaves @ 1:30pm when PIG mum tootles me off to UQ for physio. Of course, she gleefully forces me to buckle my own seatbelt both trips, we listen to Westlife’s ‘The Love Album all day and today, Era helps Ela stretch for thirty minutes before Ela opens and closes her palm two hundred times, holding each for a count of five. Era also helps Ela rub her fingers for ten minutes.
- Physio today: 1.5hr session for Ela: cone work reaching, grasping and stacking, weightbearing for de-footweared Elf, rock on sign, theraplaydough, fork usage, just over two laps hallway walking with cone work.
- Afterwards, I use the loo once more and PIG mum tootles me home. Unsurprisingly, we get stuck on the highway and arrive home @ least seven minutes late, but I’d warned Carol of that probability last night and she knew to wait for me, phew.
Cheers,
Em. ^^
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