saturday post

yo! so, i have been forced to plod only 145 steps today, but mum has threatened/promised that there will be more later, and no doubt dolly will force me walking as well instead of giving me sparky back. oh well *sigh* nothing to be said about, really. but b4 i start blabbing on about my day, a note of complaint first. you know how, at night, i drink my milk, then mum FORCES :( me to walk from there, usually aroundabouts the fridge? well, for some reason, last night she decided to FORCE :( me walking from where i was at the time, say, near the computer. well, dunno what happened last night, but for some reason mum FORCED :( me to start walking from where i was, i.e. AT THE COMPUTER. dunno. anyways, once there, she forced me to stand and wouldn't let me sit - so if my weight appears to be more on the right side then the left? well, tough. anyways, she then forced my left hand to hold the teethbrush while she forced my right hand to squeeze out the teethpaste :P oh, and she also forces my left hand to hold the cup for the initial pre-brush rinse and the 3 after-brushing rinses, before my poor right hand gets a go. like i've said, i've said bye to sparky and sparkless already, so i sadly no longer have the right to ask for them anymore, meaning mum is happy that she gets to FORCE :( me to walk the few steps over to wash and dry my right hand, then mum can FORCE :( me to walk back to the bed. but in that case, i promise to keep asking for a chair to sit on and brush my teeth. anyways, let's get started on this day ...
well, mum got up early to go to work, and she forced me to sit on the showerchair and bedpot :P once first. so i obligingly had a tinkle, then mum whipped my pull-up pants off and switched me back to knickers, b4 plopping me back with daddy bear for a snore as she tootled off to work. of course, i remembered to send a prayer up to percy the angel to please keep my pig mum safe b4 i joined daddy bear in snoring.
i called dad once to use the pot :P then dad came in to dig me up at what i thought was a ridiculously early time. so i said, "go away ... 60 more mins :P" but he said, "no. only 5, coz i need to go vaccuum." but when he switched that noisy contraption on, i counted almost 10mins before he forced me to get up, so oh well.
anyways, when dad did come to drag me up, he kindly helped me and slapped my socks, splint and shoes on. unfortunately, he also then had a tirade at me about what a USELESS :( person i was, an absolute piece of RUBBISH to society. he also had a go at me, saying i'd never learn how to walk again b4 my most beloved grandma passed away from old age, meaning i'd never go back to HK again coz i wouldn't be able to walk. but oh, i am determined. anyways, all kitted up, he stuck my pedometer to me then FORCED :( me to walk out. i thought it was to the gobbling table :P for some late breakfast, but no. it was to the walking frame, where he plopped me into a chair, put my left arm into the therabands, and forced me to pull it down 200x. then he forced my right hand to go in too, and forced me to pull it down another 50x. when mum came home, she forced me to demonstrate it for her, so in all total i had to pull it down 254x. dad also forced me to kick my left leg just once, and my left palm to open and close 21x. but he did very kindly put on westlife's turnaround tour for me to listen to. anyways, lunch time! mum FORCED :( me to walk to the table, forced me to grab a container, forced me to fill it up with water then forced me to spit my mouth splint out into it. then she FORCED :( me to walk to the fridge, forced me to open the door, forced me to grab the milk, forced me to shut the door, then FORCED :( me to walk back to the benchtop. there, she forced me to uncap the milk, forced me to pour myself a full glass, forced me to re-cap the lid, then FORCED :( me to walk back to the fridge, where she forced me to open the fridge door, forced me to place the milk back inside, and forced me to close the door. finally, she FORCED :( me to walk back to the table, and called lunch to dear dad. rice today, with some vegies, and a lovely litle piece of egg and ham that was meant to be my breakfast but never came. prolly not worth mentioning, it must be a given by now, but mum also forced my left hand to hold onto the bowl while i gobbled. all that, i washed down with a plain glass of milk. then, i kissed goodbye to my dearest daddy, who's going to uncle ching's to work. mum gave me my 'might and power' horse autobiography to read for half an hour, then i tootled online at 2pm. well, actually, mum FORCED :( me to walk back to sparky b4 i tootled online.
anyways, it's already past 3pm but dolly's still not here yet, so i guess she'll be rocking up at half past 3 today. as for me, i think i'll go watch the episode of naruto i missed out on thurs, and be back on later tonight to blab about the rest of my day/night. cya!
cheers,
em. ^^
P.S. time is now ... 3:08pm.