Wednesday Post 565d

 Good afternoon! Firstly, Em's new plodding total for Wednesday now stands @ 2670 but secondly and way more importantly, I'm really still owed FIFTY-THREE MINUTES online after Jane leaves @ 6:30pm!! Righteo, continuing today's events?

• Mini Pearl and I happily cuddled and snored, me waking again for the pot :P around 8am when dearest dad let himself into my room to kiss me bye and retuck me back saying bed, saying saying he's going caroling @ the P.A. hospital this morning!
• Another hour's cuddling and happy snoring for Mini Pearl and me, nature calling once more shortly   before PIG mum begins her daily noisy a-THUMPING around upstairs. Soon, she's let herself into my room to hit me with the eye goo and give poor Elf's ankle a very brief rub since she'd totally ignored my poor foot last night. That's alright; Era rubbed her fifteen minutes last night and let her wear her sock to sleep although she peeled the sock off Elf first thing this morning!
• Only the carer doesn't turn up? PIG mum helps me with nothing bar the bra strap, I give myself fifteen more minutes and get myself mostly independently kitted. PIG mum returns to finish with absolutely nothing bar Elf's AFO straps and both laces and then I let her gleefully FORCE :( me to walk over to the bathroom and brush teeth. 
• After grabbing my chocolate advent calendar from the fridge, I sit for breakfast, which is one bowl of   bird food (what Dr. Ku   calls All-Bran XD) very lightly sprinkled with some Minus :P, all my usual drugs :P and one full cup 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* Phew, Michelle rings and says Jane can look after me from 1:30pm till 6:30pm today and PIG mum says we can watch a movie to escape the heat!
• After breakfast, I  walk myself slowly   and safely back to  the bathroom, 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!
  Cheers,
  Em. ^^