Monday, September 9, 2019

Monday Post 290d


Good afternoon and potentially one final greeting for Monday! Em’s potential final, final plodding total for Monday now stands @ 1301. Anyways, events for today?

  • Woo hoo, 7th consecutive awesome sleep last night; that’s the 18TH time this year I’ve enjoyed one consecutive week of awesome sleeps! :D Nature didn’t call until 5:40am (another reason why I love the warmer months: the Sun rises really early! ^^) and after one pot :p trip I spent the ten minutes till 5:50am 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*
  • Nature usually calls every hour after that first morning pot :p trip but for some reason today Shirley and I have a MASSIVE snore and I don’t wake again for the pot :P until dearest dad walks silently along the hallway and unpops the lock leading into the garage!
  • PIG mum comes to hit me with the eye goo after dearest dad kisses me bye and I thought she’d leave me to get myself mostly independently kitted but since he’s not shut the door yet I try asking will she please help me put on a tee and score, she does! That’s three consecutive days I’ve had help with putting the tee on; never fear, I’m sure I’ll be back to doing it all myself toms. XD
  • At 5:09pm I’ve finished one game of Bejeweled lasting 5:55. Now, lemme play one more lasting in between six and seven minutes, and I’ll promise to willingly hit the sack tonight. XD
  • After giving myself fifteen more minutes, I use the pot :P once more then get myself mostly independently kitted. PIG mum comes back to help with only Elf’s AFO straps (think I’ll just say this once every Monday, but I’m doing all the leg lifting and bending; she only helps me do up the straps) 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 walk myself slowly and safely out to the gobbling :P table, rising above the cruel and unfaithful Gods near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over. 

After getting myself a spoon, breakfast’s one bowl of plain porridge, one of the little blueberry muffins I recently baked with PIG mum (I estimated my mouth was big enough to shove the little muffin in with one go; I was right – just – then spent like the next five minutes letting my saliva soften the muffin coz I had no space left for chewing XD), one full mug of water, all my usual drugs :P and one small half-mouthful of milk. Over breakfast, I spent another 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* I also watched the aftermath of the U.S. Women’s grand final, congrats to the nineteen year old who downed Serena Williams! If you make it to your 20th birthday relatively unscathed I’ll be beyond jealous; remember the cruel and unfaithful God wiped me out about 1.5 months before my 20th birthday … *sigh*



  • After breakfast, I walk myself slowly and safely to the loo, again rising above the cruel and unfaithful Gods near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over. 
  • Our Daily Bread’s devotional topic’s ‘When We Know Who Wins’ and Joni's devotional topic's 'Just A Taste'.
  • 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!
  • Now @ 5:49pm I’ve finished one more game of Bejeweled lasting 6:48. That’s today’s quotas satisfied and I now promise to willingly hit the sack tonight. XD Actually, I further promise not to play again until toms, coz I’ve also played two more memorable games, one lasting 7:43 and the other 9;35! But I’ve spent too long playing; Seven’s news starts in like seven minutes, so just briefly?
  • Saw Dr. Vu for my once yearly eye checkup. My condition hasn’t changed; he offered do you just wanna come see me if sth happens? But PIG mum said no, keep the once yearly appointment with PIG mum.
  • Bland leftovers for lunch @ home.
  • Suddenly CODA rings and says Annie will mind me, not Tina!
  • When she comes, I take a nice hot shower – hairwash today. Also thanks to Annie who rinses out my hair for me, thus freeing Era to hold my stupid right eye tightly shut.
  • Dried, creamed and rekitted, arvo tea’s one yummy pear and one mug of white tea with two sugars. I read for thirty-five minutes.
  • Claire comes to gimme a session of physio: ten sit-to-stands, two and four point kneeling, toe flexion and extension, twenty squats (ten kneeling on bed, ten standing @ the gobbling :P table) and seven minutes standing practice.
  • Toms: midday torture session with Vincent the bloody physio. >< Will prolly haveta get myself up.
  • Fingers crossed I can get some yummy lunch before seeing Aunty Ann for a comfy massage!
  • Presuming it’s Shannon taking me to Toastmasters toms night; fingers crossed PIG mum’ll lemme get some dinner from Macas never mind that Happy Meals were what I had surely MORE THAN TWO DECADES AGO!! *sigh*
  • Righteo, hopefully bbl after dinner tonight, else wishing everyone a smashing day toms!
    Cheers,
    Em. ^^
    P.S. Seven’s 6pm news was read out aloud by Sharyn Ghidella and Max Futcher. All the interesting durnames I saw: Healing, Dachs, Hillman, Southgate, Vorias, Frecklington, palaszczuk,Beggs, Bolsh (heard), Heiling, Chardon (heard), ivanovich (heard), Paine, Chumbley,  Dallimore (heard), Skeen, Bunion (heard), Peroni (heard), Titmus, Dunleavy, Greenberg, Medvedev, Ricciardo, Schaefer, Wellings, Petrovich, Gilgallon and Whop. 1AUD = 68USc. Pat Welsh read the sports report and Tony Auden read the weather forecast. Mt. Gravatt toms: 8-24. That's like the 18TH time I've been able to watch the entire Seven's news! :D

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