Sunday
Went over our ankle on a broken paving stone someone put down as a path out the back, splat onto concrete. It was before any wine had been drank and we were glad there wasnt any retired folks around to try and help us get back up. We hadnt eaten much and often get clumsy when we havent eat enough. Too busy getting essentials in and being thrilled at being able to do so. We still get suprised when we see money in the bank. Its like when people say “hi” and comment on the weather or something and we feel so much better, like we are considered a person, a citizen like anyone else. There is plenty in here that wont let go of anything, that counted all the losses personal and material and knowing that helps us let parts enjoy the present without holding them back and weighing them down with too much truth and context.
Anyway our ankle recovered well but the elbow we landed on and took the worst of it seems to have gotten worse everyday since. Knowing the simple shock of it is gonna mess with our mood for an unknown time.
Pablo wants to play something with us but we cant. Concentration to brief and feelings too unstable. Think he gets louder when wants us to do something together and we cant. It doesnt help. We got him to help with a couple of minutes of gardening stuff, wasnt planning on doing much but he helped us move the giant ancient stone birdbath and drag the compost put out the back so if we are up for putting the buddleia in or starting on the fernery we can. Plenty little and bigger jobs to do really wish we were up for doing a few more.
Did let him pick the movie to watch will munching pizza, he went for the Goonies. Fair enough. I feel asleep not long after that, apparently we are going to go to college rather back to school.. Glad we finally made the decision. Took us a little while to figure out where we were and how far we are from our teens when we woke up.
Man im narky tonight. Elbow getting worse think my shoulder is aching now to as well as our hands and our ute is just mildly aching. Fucking hate all the pain. Fucking hate that when we run out of codiene we start feeling like we coming down with something really nasty that disappears after we pick up our perscription. And of course hate that we are weedless and all alone cept for aspie amnesiac survivor pubescent.
Anyway our ankle recovered well but the elbow we landed on and took the worst of it seems to have gotten worse everyday since. Knowing the simple shock of it is gonna mess with our mood for an unknown time.
Pablo wants to play something with us but we cant. Concentration to brief and feelings too unstable. Think he gets louder when wants us to do something together and we cant. It doesnt help. We got him to help with a couple of minutes of gardening stuff, wasnt planning on doing much but he helped us move the giant ancient stone birdbath and drag the compost put out the back so if we are up for putting the buddleia in or starting on the fernery we can. Plenty little and bigger jobs to do really wish we were up for doing a few more.
Did let him pick the movie to watch will munching pizza, he went for the Goonies. Fair enough. I feel asleep not long after that, apparently we are going to go to college rather back to school.. Glad we finally made the decision. Took us a little while to figure out where we were and how far we are from our teens when we woke up.
Man im narky tonight. Elbow getting worse think my shoulder is aching now to as well as our hands and our ute is just mildly aching. Fucking hate all the pain. Fucking hate that when we run out of codiene we start feeling like we coming down with something really nasty that disappears after we pick up our perscription. And of course hate that we are weedless and all alone cept for aspie amnesiac survivor pubescent.
