Another sleepless early morning thanks to the spinal cord injury. Yes, it’s that bad. It’s so degrading that at 43 years old I have to have someone wipe my ass, drain my bladder, change my diaper, shower me. I can’t do shit myself. I am completely dependent.
But just when I was feeling about as crappy as I think I could, my occupational therapist took advantage of my delicate and sensitive state of mind and made me a splint for my middle finger because I couldn’t lift it on my own. She is hilarious.
Thank you, This gave me my first real smile of the day. At least my sense of humor is still in tact.