Wednesday Post 278c

• Heylo again, good evening and potentially one final greeting for Wednesday! Em’s potential final, final plodding total for Wednesday now stands @ 1911. Lol, if I’m able to return online after dinner tonight, I’m positive I’ll have passed 2000! ;) Righteo, continuing today’s events?
• After that, Daddy Bear and I cuddled and snored, me waking on the hour to use the pot :P again. Suddenly, around 8:20am some tradie comes to repair our oven, and dad turns on the air con for me and tells me to keep sleeping.
• More snoring for Daddy Bear and I, me waking to use the pot :P once more shortly before PIG mum starts a-THUMPING around upstairs. Soon, she’s let herself into my room to hit me with the eye goo and help me very slightly not only with a bra but a tee because both dearest dad and the electrician are still inside the house, score.
• After giving myself fifteen more minutes, I get myself mostly independently kitted. 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 to brush teeth (poor Ela).

Teeth brushed, I sit over the loo for two tinkles, also leaning fully against the side rail and minutes 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 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 my delicious Nesquik cereal, all my usual drugs :P and one full mug of water. Over breakfast, I also spend 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!

• Breakfast finished, I walk myself slowly and safely online, again rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over.
• Aunty Deana comes to mind me for three hours and the parents rock out for some shopping together.
• I have an early lunch @ 11:45am; one toasted tuna in onion with tomato toasted sandwich (thanks to Aunty Deana who added one slice of cheese for me) and one mug of Ovaltine. Aunty Deana skipped lunch today coz after me she’s taking someone out somewhere for arvo tea and says she’ll eat then.
• Lunch finished, I sit over the loo and do a stinky unspeakable.
• Back @ the gobbling :P table, Aunty Deana cuts a pear for me, but she doesn’t get time to massage Ela because the parents return home from their shopping trip and dad says it’s time to leave, even though it’s only like 12:15pm! My physio starts @ 1pm; I’ve explained countless times that if dad gets me ten/fifteen minutes early to physio I’m not gonna get ten/fifteen minutes extra of physio; I’m just gonna sit on my butt and wait till my allocated time arrives. Only he doesn’t seem to get that, but hey. Meaning after I’d use the loo for two tinkles, I’d knocked the NAB door and let myself in. ‘Twas empty, so I sat on the chair for five/ten minutes. Still nobody came in; I checked that the plinth’s brakes were locked then transferred myself onto the plinth and laid down. Several minutes later, three/four students entered but we didn’t speak; finally, Sonia entered @ 1pm and I sat up.
• Physio today: thirty-one sit-to-stands, weightshifting, leaning forward, six laps walking along hallway, descending and ascending a flight of ten steps four times normally, preshaping, reaching and cone grasping work for Ela.
• Afterwards, I used the loo once more then dad tootled us home, stopping along Padstow Rd. to refuel and use the 10c off per litre discount PIG mum had gotten on some  docket.
• Back home, dad pulled into the driveway. Phew, Aunty Jo chose then to arrive, meaning I just transferred to her passenger seat and she tootled me off to Woka Woka for arvo tea!
• Of course, just my luck: all the disabled parking spots were taken. Knowing there’s no such thing as luck just means that the cruel and unfaithful God’s just trying his hardest to ruin my day. *sigfh*

Cheers,

Em. ^^