Good afternoon! Firstly, today I’ve been hard @ work
plodding 1310 steps and secondly, TWFT topic’s ‘Blessed On The Job’ but thirdly
and way most importantly, I’m still owed THIRTY-FIVE MINUTES online after Tina
minds me for two hours!! Anyways, events for today?
Yay, awesome sleep last night! Nature didn’t call until
6:20am (when the microwave beeped for times to let dearest dad know he’d
finished reheating dad’s food for him) and after one pot :P trip, I spent the
ten minutes till 6:30am beginning 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*
- At
- The teddies and I cuddle and snore for another hour, me waking to use the pot :P once more shortly before dearest dad comes and kisses me bye before leaving for his day’s work. Not long after he’s gone, PIG mum enters my room to hit me with the eye goo and help me exceedingly slightly with a bra before leaving me to get myself mostly independently kitted, which I comply with after giving myself fifteen more minutes and using the pot :P for one more tinkle 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). Teeth brushed, 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 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*
- Now @
After washing and drying Era, I walk myself slowly and
safely out to the gobbling :P table for breakfast, 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 one slice of dry (unbuttered) toast torn
into it, one full mug of water, all my usual drugs :P and one small
half-mouthful of milk. 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 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 while waiting for Aunty Deana to come pick me up.
- Actually, once I’m done I sit outside in the garage awaiting her arrival. Aunty Deana comes driving the company van! There’s already one lady in the passenger seat; I get in and sit in the row behind her.
- After going
to Runcorn then Sunnybank Hills to pickup two more elderly aunties, Aunty
Deana drives everyone back to the
- Some volunteer meets her there; she instructs him please to gimme a hand in while she helps the other aunties with their wheelie walkers.
- Once seated, I’m giving two slices of sponge cake, three sesame balls and a plastic cup of Chinese tea for morning tea! Uncle Stephen also wanders around and we have a chat.
- Time to start, we all head further into the building and take a seat. It’s a small class; only four people! Someone has actually printed our names on A4 pieces of paper and actually stuck them onto the wall.
- After class ended, thanks to Beona who gave me a hand to the loo; I managed okay by myself. Turns out she’s actually the manager!
- Aunty Deana tootled us all home. I was second last.
- Back inside, PIG mum said that dearest dad had already returned home and to have lunch together right away.
- Entrée was one lil corn cobette and three chunks of papaw.
- Lunch was like three small slices of the delicious turnip slice PIG mum made and another mug of Chinese tea.
- Before leaving to see Vincent the bloody physio, I used the loo once more first.
- Physio today: tried three/four times to stay seated without success, bent @ least ten times to floor for Ela to try and retrieve an object, weightshifting and standing on Erf's tippytoes hallelujah, I won’t haveta see him next Monday coz it’s Labour Day! :D
- Back home, I turned off the alarm, used the toilet for one more tinkle 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.
- Tina’s
coming to mind me from
- Toms: late morning UQ physio, but I’m not seeing Aunty Ann for a comfy massage coz she’s gone overseas!
- Haveta
check roster: not sure who’s coming to mind me from
- Dr.
Lee’s picking me up @
- Anyways, hopefully bbl, else wishing everyone a smashing day toms!
Cheers,
Em. ^^
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