Ok so I go out, I try to help cook for 7 to 8 elderly .. thank god it’s all chopped already I can’t even do this crap for myself lol..
struggled chopping butter cubes but got there, 2 hours I helped, bit of washing up and cooked the scrambled egg and the toast Now I’m lying flatš . ( hate the pain I just wish I could not be like this)
It was better than feeling trapped, I feel I helped the one lady cooking, and the olds I’ve alwYs loved since young choir ( roll out the bArrel, long way to Tipperary) .
It also helped me. Im still learning how to control my pains and emotions but I’m doing better than ever before.
Doctors need to use me as an example, if I can give 2 hours here and there no meds when before well before just wasn’t living, get places to send people the tablets aren’t working.
And yes I’m in pain immense pain but I feel happier for helping, trying and just doing what I can having it accepted and respected, instead of being told, I’m broken, done, what can I do if I have to lie down all the time … I can’t do what you can maybe not but my bit matters. I matter
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