Sunday, February 28, 2016

Awkward Turtle

After thinking about it I have decided that I really don't hate or think most of the people I grew up with suck and have mediocre lives. I do not want to sound like one of those crazy people who still go on Maury to yell at people who bullied them 20 years ago. I've let it go, I honestly just hate this town more than the people in it. I an count on one hand the amount of people I grew up with that I truly hate. One of them is dead, Karma's a bitch. And the other one if I ever find you, I don't care how long it's been I'm paying someone a lot of money to punch you in the face since I'm a cripple and can;t do it myself. If anyone knows where Nate Fahs is these days tell him to bring his crackhead white trash ass to find me, don't even care if he or someone he knows reads this. Hey someone reads this crap I get over 100 views a day. Shocking I know!

Yesterday I also learned I am not meant to spend 11 consecutive hours with certain individuals. While I appreciate the fact that she was here for so long and covered for someone holy crap is she AWKWARD! Granted she doesn't wake me up a lot but she just stares at me until I tell her what to do. Doesn't ask what do I do next, even though she should know. She has been here for 6 months, instead I guess she thinks it's easier and not creepy at all to stare at me until I say something. It's like when my cats do that and I don't know what they want. But at least I know they can't talk, not sure what Helen Keller's excuse is. Some examples, I asked her to rinse out my Thermos from when I used it the night before and for some reason she thought it was on the seat of my wheelchair or my bed even though it was clearly hanging on the back of my wheelchair. Then I had to tell her where all my clothes are even though she has been here for 6 months. Again 6 months. And she stared at me after I got out of the shower and was laying butt naked on my bed. Who doesn't want to picture that? Again staring at me, Girl I'm freezing my nuts off. Like what do you think I want you to do next? Put some fucking clothes on me I'm freezing here. Then once I was finally in my chair which takes forever with her because she moves at turtle speed.  Not talking about a cool turtle like the Ninja Turtles or Lisa. Talking about the slow animal. Also, yes I know I'm not the smallest lightest person in the world, but I have girls that work here for me that are shorter, younger and the size of a twig around that can get me in my chair without constantly slamming my elbows into the armrest, constantly whipping my head around so one day I have CTE. It's also funny when she tries to fling me around on the bed so my knees slam into each other, my arms slap me in the face or my wrists and elbows crack and get stuck under me. It's not painful at all! Then again she kinda has alligator arms, when putting me in my shower chair or wheelchair. It takes the other workers 2-3 pulls to get me positioned properly with awkward turtle it takes about 10-15 on a good day. Am I like the mom from Gilbert Grape? Are they gonna have to cut me out of the house when I die? I hope not. Finally, when she went to put my medical alert necklace on, because all the cool cripples and Grandma's have one, it was hanging on my ear on one side. Do you think she noticed? Not only did she not, but she could not figure out what the problem was when I said " Turtle, what is wrong with this picture? " Here's a picture of the Mom from Gilbert Grape.

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