One thing that is a particular challenge being one handed, is how my kitchen is set up. I think I’ve moved four times since my diagnosis and every time I’ve moved since my disability, my mum has been there for at least a week after helping me set up. It’s very important for my kitchen to be unpacked before she goes, she makes that a goal before she will depart, knowing I will get the rest sorted in time.
It’s equally important for me to be part of the sorting of the kitchen. Mum will shove all my oven trays in a cupboard to get them put away, but it’s some time before I get back to it, so I can see/feel/manage what’s in there. What I need to use regularly and put the items I rarely use somewhere else.
Last week I tasked one of my carers to get out a muffin tray and after she swore and carried on, I got up to help. As long as the carers aren’t swearing at me and I’m not swearing at them, it’s fine.
Sometimes I move on from writing a post and I wonder if I have covered everything I wanted to say? And I wonder if I actually made my point? Often the issue.
Going back to Comics and how little I read these days, it is often social media worthy when I manage to read and finish a comic! Last year I finished a particular comic and was quite “chuffed” with myself until I noticed inside the back cover a promo for something upcoming “Coming Soon September 11 2011! WTF!
I am so far behind! Not helping!
I actually have a system how organising the now last 5 years of comic purchases so they are organised just waiting for me to read them!