Good evening and potentially one final greeting for tonight!
Firstly, Em’s potential final, final ploddingf total for Wednesday now stands @
1381 and secondly, Joni’s devotional topic’s ‘He leadeth Me’.. Righteo,
potential final, final events for tonight?
Success~ I awoke and used the pot :P again when dearest dad
walked silently down the hallway and unpopped the lock leading into the garage;
after the pot :P I spent the ten minutes till 8am 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*
- After dearest dad comes to kiss me bye and retuck the teddies and I back into bed before leaving for his hard day’s work, the teddies and I cuddle and snore for another hour, me waking for the pot :P once more shortly before PIG mum begins her a-THUMPING around upstairs. Soon, she’s let herself into my room to hit me with the eye goo and help me exceedingly slightly with a bra strap before leaving 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). Teeth brushed, I sit for two tinkles over the loo, also fully leaning
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 out to gobbling :P table, rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over.
Breakfast was one bowl of plain porridge with one slice of
dry (unbuttered) toast tossed into it, one full mug of water (most of which I poured
down the sink once PIG mum went upstairs to change XD) , 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 online, again rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over.
- When Aunty Deana announces her arrival three minutes late, I walk myself slowly and safely to the front door and let her in, always rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over.
- After using the loo for one more tinkle and gargarling, I return to the computer and do my GCCW homework.
- At 11:30am, I use the loo for one more tinkle then sit and watch Seven’s morning news, read out by Ann Sanders. Aunty Deana and I also begin our early lunch: dumplings and lotsa yummy wombok with one packet of chocolate milk that Aunty Deana bought for me, the usual two minute noodles for Aunty Deana. Today she’s also brought us dessert: these tiny really cute black sesame dumplings! She gives me eleven and has ten herself.
- After dinner, we start watching the episode of Little Big Shots that PIG mum taped for me back on Sunday when dearest dad had taken us and Aunty A out! I’m in awe of the lil kids: I was never talented like that! XD
- When PIG mum gets home, I get into the car and she tootles me off to UQ for physio. Of course, she gleefully forces me to buckle my own seatbelt all day; we also listen to the radio all day and today, Era helps Ela stretch for thirty minutes, before Ela opens and closes her palm 200 times, holding each for a count of five. Era also helps rub Ela’s fingers for ten minutes.
- Physio today: lotsa wrist extensions, stabilising cup, lifting and holding; some passive movement.
- After one more loo rip, PIG mum tootles us home, also ordering I change from 97.3FM to hit105 coz she can’t stand radio talk. XD
- After I turned the alarm off, I walked myself slowly and safely online, rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over.
- When Kim announces her arrival two minutes early, I walk myself slowly and safely to the front door and let her in, again rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over.
- So a nice hot shower for me – I wash and rinse my hair today. I also softly, slowly but most hatefully sing 21% of my shorter second-favourite song out aloud, opening both eyes for all the important numbers.
- I have one tinkle before I flip the nice hot water off, mostly dry myself (thanks to Kim who kindly helped me dry my back, both legs and Era), mostly cream myself (again, thanks to Kim who kindly helps me cream my back, both calves and Era) then mostly rekit myself (thanks to Kim who kindly helped me with Erf’s sock, Elf’s AFO and both laces). Then I use the loo for one more tinkle, dry inside both ears, wash and dry Era then walk myself slowly and safely back out to the gobbling :P table, always rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over.
- Arvo tea’s
some fruit and one mug of green tea; happiness is getting to read for one
whole hor but still get to watch the entire sports report! Today I reached
pg. 750 @ like
- After watching the sports report, I walked myself slowly and safely to the loo for two tinkles then back online, rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over.
- Tonight’s ice cream night, yay for that! Like I always say, a very little’s better than none @ all!
- Toms: GCCW @ the new Garbo library! PIG mum says she went and found it earlier this week; hopefully she can take me there toms morning without any trouble! XD
- Aunty Jo’s picking me up afterwards; thankfully she says she knows the way from the new library to the food court! Looking forward to enjoying my ham and cheese spud; thankfully my mouth has all but healed!
- Kim’s
coming to mind me from
- But I may not get dinner toms night because once I get home I’m watching the Broncos play the Cowboys! One reason why we’ve gotta win (and I’m ignoring Wally lewis’ prediction that the Cowboys will win): tomorrow night’s Sammy Thiaday’s 300th game!
- Anyways, I’m off to search for potential showbags now; Mr. Jennings has said that he’ll buy me some when he takes his family there next Sunday! :D
- So hopefully bbl, else hope everyone’s having a smashing week!
Cheers,
Em. ^^
P.S. At 7pm, I walked myself
slowly and safely once more to the loo for one tinkle and back, again rising
above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting
Him push me over. New potential final, final plodding total: 1412
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