Monday Post 226b

Heylo again! Em’s new plodding total for Monday now stands @ 1734. Righteo, continuing today’s events?

• At 2:32pm, I’m finished one game of Bejeweled lasting 5:37. Now, lemme play one more game lasting in between six and seven minutes, and I’ll willingly hit the sack tonight. XD
• Daddy Bear and I cuddled and snored, me waking to kiss dearest dad bye and use the pot :P once more when he left for work around 7:45am.
• More cuddling and snoring for the teddies and I; PIG mum a-THUMPING around upstair’s my signal to wake and use the pot :P again. Soon, she’s let herself into my room to hit me with the eye goo and help me exceedingly slightly with the bra before she leaves me to get myself mostly independently kitted, which I comply with after giving myself fifteen more 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 to brush teeth (poor Ela, but she’s content coz PIG mum didn’t get to gleefully force her to hold the toothbrush last night coz after I’d rung Aunty Nga, I quickly entered the bathroom and did it myself first!). Teeth brushed, I walked 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 one slice of dry (unbuttered) toast, one full mug of water, all my usual drugs :P and one small half-mouthful of milk. Over breakfast, I spend ten 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 breakfast, I walk myself slowly and safely to the loo, again , rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over. There, I do a stinky unspeakable, also leaning fully against the side rail and 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!

• PIG mum tootled me down to Top Health Doctors to see Dr. Ku. Of course, she gleefully forced me to buckle my own seatbelt all day; we listened to 97.3FM all day too and today, Era helped Ela stretch for thirty minutes before Ela opened and closed her palm 150 times, holding each for a count of five.
• At Top Health, I took a seat. PIG mum handed me some Creation magazine. It’s some Christian one.
• Dr. Ku amended my diagnosis; he also wrote me a prescription to see Dr. Vu should I need to after I told him about my leaky right eye.
• PIG mum tootled us home, I turned off the alarm, used the loo once then walked myself slowly and safely online, always rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over.
• PIG mum makes a tasteless fried rice for lunch. Because she’s feeling anti-social, she eats alone in front of the television and doesn’t bother making tea for us, telling me instead to pour myself some water. Half a cup was enough.
• One more loo trip for me before she tootled me out for my once-weekly torture session with Vincent the physio.
• Physio today: sat first go, then stood most session. Bent twenty times for Ela to touch an object, also stood on Erf's tippytoes for like one minute, reaching for Ela.
• Afterwards, PIG mum tootled us home. I turned off the alarm again, used the loo for one more tinkle then walked myself slowly and safely back online, again rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over. PIG mum went out to Pinelands for some kinda scan.
• Kim’s coming to mind me from 4pm till 6pm, I think Monday’s white tea day! ^^
• Toms: seeing Aunty Ann for a comfy massage in the morning coz UQ physio isn’t till the early arvo. Wonder if PIG mum’ll take me out for lunch? Fingers crossed!
• Think it’s Kim coming back to mind me from 4pm till 6pm~ Righteo, hopefully bbl, else hope everyone has a smashing day toms!

Cheers,

Em. ^^