Good afternoon again! Firstly, Em's new plodding total for Friday now stands @ 2435 but secondly and way more importantly, I'm really still owed FORTY MINUTES online after Kim minds me for two hours!! Righteo, continuing today's events?
- After dearest dad kissed me bye, retucked me back into bed and left for his hard day's work, I only very lightly fell back asleep coz PIG mum was hitting me with the eye goo @ only 8:30am!
- After getting myself mostly independently kitted, PIG mum finishes with Elf's AFO straps and both laces, before I let her gleefully FORCE :( me to walk over to the bathroom to brush teeth (poor Ela). Teeth brushed, I sit over the loo for only one tinkle, coming out when PIG mum says eat breakfast first.
- For breakfast, I munch the yummy custard bun Carina bought for me yesterday, one gluggy bowl of porridgeall my usual drugs :P and one full mug of water.
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*
After breakfast, 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 spend 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 NO
That done, I wash and dry Era, climb into the backseat oof PIG mum's 4WD and she tootles me off to see Aunty Ann for a comfy massage. Of course, she gleefully forces me to buuckle my own seatbelt both ways, and even though I ask her please to turn the radio on, she turns some Chinese singer on instead. Era also helps Ela stretch for thirty minutes, before Ela opens and closes her palm 100 times, holding each for a count of five. Era also helps rub Ela's fingers for about four minutes.
Cheers,
Em. ^^
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