Hubby  ‘dropped’ me home to shower while he ran our laundry to ma’s. He had to work overtime in 45 minutes, and we hadn’t eaten or showered.

Where was I? 

Our ‘normal’ overtime night routine is: leftovers or some quick/prepared meal by 7, quick shower while Dom does dishes,  while he showers I burn a joint of some indica (current strain: Sunshine Strainbow wich is a ‘ground’ from Trulieve, love Trulieve, thier sales and customer service: funamamanal. Sunshine Strainbow is a mix of Sunshine State OG x Triangle Kush x South Florida Kush x White Sunshine x Crippy, it’s 20.1% THC it was $15,I love Kush: I’m in heaven) on the back porch and blog.  After he showers and gets ready for bed, he gets me from the porch. The porch isn’t ‘Nina accessible’.  There’s a ramp I bet I could,  but there’s a chance I jack something up, so I’d rather not.

Wednesday night Dom got to ma’s to pick me up at  I want to say it was 6.  I had an order for an ounce for 60 bucks.   Trulieve West Kissimmee is about 20 minutes away,  South is closer, but Poinciana traffic is freakin’ insane.

I left my wheelchair in the car and used my walker.  The wait for pickup was crazy long. We were on our way home to pick-up our laundry and bring it to ma,  and it had to be after 7.

This was when I told Dom when he’s picking up the laundry I’ll hop in the shower,  so I’ll be ready to get out when you get back (ma lives a mile away).

I can transfer into the shower, wash hair and body and shave, and dry upper body……. it’s drying the back of my leg, wrapping the towel around my waist, and that transfer that I need contact guard +. 

I was drying up, and guess what came off?  The one remaining scab while was mostly made up of  surgical glue!  I took a picture and sent out text updates to just about everyone.

Darn. The scab pic won’t load.   I’ll ask my IT man to check it out.

Anyway, when Dom got home, I was ready to get out of the shower.  Y’all should know. I was so freaking proud of my belly button, and Dom had to admire it 🤣.  After that brief admiration, he had to clock in, so we ate Publix sushi sepretly at our desks (mine is in our room, Dom ate at his work desk in the office).

Since Dom didn’t have time to ‘put me out’  😂 , I lite up in our bathroom after I ate and went to bed.  

The way I got bed caused me to flex my abs, worst transfer of my life,  I almost freakin’ died, it was terrible.  ‘I’m never doing that again’, a few hours later, I was able to stick the transfer, no problem.

Day 14 my ring light has arrived from Amazon.

Day 15 Friday was occupational therapy with Damion and chilling at ma’s house.

Dom had to work overtime,  I had to wash my hair (in preparation for the weekend, and it was that time of week.  Gotta love curly hair) I felt like I needed a good scrubbin’, I can wash my own hair, but I have lots of hair AND hemiplegia,  how good of a scrub can you really give YOURSELF with on hand

So me asking ma to wash my hair,  actually made Dom’s routine much more simple. My kid brother dropped me home shortly before hubs got off and made wraps for dinner. Tuna wrap WITH shredded cheese and a strawberry muscle milk for me. On the  back porch.

Half a fatty of Pink Cookies (indica 15.651% Trulieve was  my after dinner burn.  I wasn’t looking to knock out, I had to gèt organized for my first make-up video and Boxi Park.

Ecco domani (~ Italiano~ here’s tomorrow)