TUesday post

hello all! ok, P[IG mum Forced em to plod 1738 steps today. mind, that's just a rough estimation, coz i admit, I was caught giving my pedometer a shake, and my PIG mum retaliated by hitting the ‘reset’ button. Anyways, my carer for today, aman is here, so I’ll bbl, ok? Time is now 3:04pm.
good evening now! time is now 6:58pm. PIG mum let alma go early, so i tootled online to chat to dear carrie and rolls :Pactually, alma's name is actually aman! ihave no idea why she gave me permission to keep calling her alma though; turns out even her name is aman!her hubby, mr. guri, was like, "uhh ... aman ... why aren't you in this card?" lol, my bad. ok, so firstly, regarding last night:
-just repeat everything i typed out on thursday. oh, with one more thing to add:
-after my poor right hand had done a perfectly good and acceptable job of yanking my daks back up after i had a tinkle, PIG mum decided to force my left hand at pulling them up as well, 2-4x. all i can do? comply.
-but thankfully, another dry night. hope i can go the whole week accident-free! anyways, spotty points :P incoming!
- i was a happy pig with my dearest bear bear and my chilli sausage this morning. i hope chilli sausage's mollified, i remembered to hug them both last night.
-PIG mum came to dig me up. i can't remember what she helped me with and what she forced me to do, but i'm fairly certain there was a bit of both. in the end, she got stuck my pedometer onto me, and happily Forced me out to the gobbling table :P
-i chose breakfast to be coco pops coco rocks, meaning PIG mum had a grand old time Forcing me to walk here and there, forcing me do do this and that. but i was finally seated to happily gobble up my brunch.
-PIG mum kindly popped me my pills for the day - a fish oil, a garlic, and a cranberry. she still hasn't managed to find the bilberry yet, though.
-i read my janny wurts book for awhile. i've learnt though, that it is apparently another HUGE sin to pick the book up and read it,and not leave it n the stand to read.
-i asked politely to be allowed online at 2pm to await alma's arrival. trust PIG mum to refuse that, instead forcing me on another long round of left hand OT exercises, culminating in a walk to the loo and back.
-since we were already there, i went to the loo. it goes without saying that PIG mum forced me to lower my own daks and yank them back up. this time though, she also forced my poor left hand to have a go yanking them up too, 2 or 3 times, after my right hand had done a perfectly acceptable job.
-i did tootle online briefly until alma came.
-sorry, PIG mum is summoning me to dinner now, i'll bbl, ok? time is now ... 8:02pm
*burp* am back now!time is now 8;19pm, and dinner tonight:rice, LOADS of wombok (lucky i like the vegetable, then!), 3 small pieces of chicken and a small piece or two of ham. all washed down with a yummy if unfortunately HEAVILY watered-down pear juice. then i tootled back online, after complying to dad's order to sit better in sparky. so, where was i?
-oh. alma came, shower first - no hairwash today.
-i went for a tinkle afterwards, which turned out to be a stinky unspeakable, so much thanks to alma who helped me wipe.
-i got redressed then swapped back to sparky.
-i tootled over for arvo tea. just a toasted cheese sandwhich - yay, 2 slices! - but no ham, coz we'd run out. but thanks to PIG mum, who i think bought some this arvo. the sandwhich was cut into 4 sqares, and i washed it down with a cup of tetley's british blend, sweetened with a single spoonful of honey, and lotsa milk. alma herself munched on a plain toasted sandwhich; it had nothing in it. i offered to get her some marg or jam, but she said no thanks.
-i read for awhile, and alma gave my left arm a massage and grabbed me for half an hour or so of left arm exercises.
-she stuck my socks, splint and shoes - she's a left foot first - back on and took me to the loo once.
-i obediently practised piano, both hands, until the news.
-alma cut me up an apple but declined my offer of a slice.
-news was read out by patrick condren and talitha cummins, sport by ben davis, and sorry, i forgot who did the weather. but we're in for a fine day toms!
-alma took me once more to the bathroom b4 PIG mum let her go, 5 - 10 mins early. but i think she's coming back toms, yay!
-i tootled online, dad came home, and PIG mum called dinner.
-well, toms is the last day of the year - i hope it'll go well! and, i'm sorry to end my year with a broken promise - see, originally, i'd promised to type up my camp diary b4 2009, but i think that'll be a bit too time consuming now. sorry!
goodnite, all!
cheers,
em. ^^