Good afternoon! Em’s new plodding total for Monday now
stands @ 2333. Righteo, continuing today’s events?
- PIG mum a-THUMPING around upstair’s my signal to wake up and use the pot :P once again; soon, she’s entered the room to hit me with the eye goo and help me very slightly with a bra strap before leaving me to get myself mostly independently kitted, which I comply with after giving myself fifteen minutes first.
PIG mum comes back to help with Elf’s AFO and both laces,
before I let her gleefully FORCE L me to walk over to the bathroom and brush teeth
(poor Ela). Teeth brushed, I sit over the loo for two tinkles, also fully
leaning 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 created 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*
- After washing and drying Era, I 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 was some porridge with a bit of the bread PIG mum
baked, one full mug of water, all my usual drugs :P and one small mouthful of
milk. Over breakfast, I also spent ten minutes finishing 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!
- Lol, Amanda arrived and came inside just when I was chewing my last mouthful of breakfast! I gestured @ my mouth, then mimed talking with my fingers. Finally, I introduced myself after I’d swallowed and apologised for not greeting her because while it’s rude to talk with your mouth full, it’s also rude to ignore someone. XD
- Thus passed my annual review~ Amanda said I was allowed to ask the carer to please wash my right shoulder when they’re washing my right arm for me, so I’ll ask Kim please to do that when she comes back, coz she never does.
- She left about 1.25hrs later. I walked her to the door, used the loo for one tinkle then walked myself slowly and safely online, again rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over.
- When PIG mum called lunch, I walked myself slowly and safely to the gobbling :P table, always rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over.
- Lunch was the usual tasteless leftovers affair: rice, lotsa lettuce, some tasteless meat brisket and some equally tasteless snapper.
- Lunch was washed down with one mug of Chinese tea, after which I wandered over to the kitchen to hug dearest dad bye (he usually comes home for lunch every Monday).
- Before getting into the 4WD, I used the loo for one tinkle first, walking myself slowly and safely, rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over.
- PIG mum tootled me off to see Vincent the physio for my weekly torture session. Of course, she gleefully forced me to buckle my own seatbelt all day, we listened to my car CD all day and today, Era helped Ela stretch for twenty-five minutes before Ela opened and closed her palm 100 times, holding each for a count of five.
- Physio today: sat first go, then stood and bent to floor several times for Ela to retrieve some object twice and return to Vincent. Sat and practised bimanual task of fitting two blocks together, internal rotation and wrist flexion for Ela. Slightly terrifying moment: I tripped, fell forward and landed on Erf’s knee. In the next instant, Vincent had already hauled me back upright so I’m not counted that a fall because my bum never contacted the floor, but still … whenever I see him, my stress levels go through the roof … >< *sigh*
- Afterwards, PIG mum drove us back home. I turned off the alarm, used the loo for one tinkle then walked myself slowly and safely online, again , rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over.
- Sally’s
coming to mind me from
- Toms: late morning UQ physio. Is it the last NAB session for 2017?
- Seeing Aunty Ann for a comfy massage afterwards; presumably PIG mum will buy me a filo for lunch to eat whilst she’s driving me to see Aunty Ann.
- Carol’s talking me to Toastmasters afterwards; maybe that’s our penultimate meeting for the year? In that case, I FINALLY get my MILKSHAKE!!! :D
- Righteo, hopefully bbl, else hope everyone has a smashing day toms!
Cheers,
Em. ^
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