Dyspraxia Rules KO
Sitting in computer chair with left leg tucked under right knee, foot projecting to the side.
Spin around in chair.
Toe nails computer off-switch dead centre.
*Headdesk*
Sitting in computer chair with left leg tucked under right knee, foot projecting to the side.
Spin around in chair.
Toe nails computer off-switch dead centre.
*Headdesk*
I may have kicked my Kindle Fire into the bath. I thought I'd gotten away with it, but nope, it shut down later. Or at least the screen did, the rest of it, such as the alarm, still worked until the battery ran down. Try turning your alarm off when you can't see the icon to swipe....
At least I timed it right for Black Friday.
Had an appointment with my doctor this evening for a medication review, which is code for "we want to take your opioids away" (I'm only on one drug). Convinced Dr Singh(1) to wait six months back in the spring, didn't hold out much hope of keeping them this time, but this time the appointment was with Dr Singh(2) (I'm not certain if they're sisters or not) and we talked about my experience of pain, and what had worked and what hadn't, and at the end she said "I normally don't like keeping patients on opioids, but actually, you're the ideal candidate*."
Hurrah for doctors applying logic, not opiod hysteria!
* Low dosage, I haven't built up a tolerance, it works, most other things don't, and I did a test a couple of weeks ago to confirm my pain levels are still where they were when this was first prescribed by going cold turkey for four days (I intended going a full week but it hurt too much).
I bought it at Asda, and stuck it between a couple of pizzas to keep it from getting bent on the way home. And you can guess the rest....
It seems to have survived the experience.
AKA Life with Dyspraxia.
Stumbling half awake across the living room and kick over a glass left from last night (it was at least on a tray, though if I'd been too lazy to put it on the tray it would likely have been somewhere I wouldn't kick it over - no deed of voluntary housework goes unpunished).
Glass lands roughly where my foot was meant to be coming down, I'm left standing on one leg, the dodgier, wobblier left one, with my foot dangling in mid air while trying to work out where the hell do I put my foot that isn't 1) on top of the glass (pint pot, not likely to end well) or 2) the tray (also not likely to end well).
In trying not to lose my balance, I end up throwing myself headlong across the arm of the sofa and onto the floor beyond, fortunately avoiding the wall beyond that (which I'm still not sure how I achieved, it took a 45 degree change of direction in mid-air).
I escaped with a sore knee, but let's hope that's not an indication of how the rest of the day is going to go.