Wow

Just now there was a MOS in my room chatting. First of all I shouted at him "Look, it's just me expressing myself - ignore me" and spoke after that "Tell all staff, 'Neil shouts occasionally, just ignore it, don't be upset'"
Then we were talking about the chap in No 1 who had to wear a padded helmet as he is severely epileptic. According to the MOS he was in a wheelchair until he was 14 years of age!!! There is hope for us determined f**kers

Right OT

Well, WOW what nice Falafel Burgers we were able to have for tea in the end. First I ground chick peas, then.... then Freya had to help putting them in Pitta Bread with loadsa extra things, then we are them together and we both rather enjoyed them

And I am told that they sell ready-to-eat Falafel at Morrisons, I will have a look next Monday

O(ff) T(opic)

Then Sarah the OT came to see me. And WOW, what can I say. Well basically we made some Falafel Burgers for tea, gosh it was a right performance but we managed. So I had to open a tin of Chick Peas, put them into my new Food Processor, ground them, added spices etc, loads of other ingredients and fried them. Then we mixed up hummus and tahini and some different spices for a dressing, put away some lettuce and Pitta Bread to wrap them up in for Tea tonight with Freya. I couldn't do all of it but I managed most of it alone, and Sarah was talking about how asking for help can be helpful sometimes, yes my independence is the only reason I have come so far, as she realised, but help makes the final part of getting better more likely

Up and At 'Em

So I woke up "much too early" s'morning, lay there trying to go back to sleep and failing that for half an hour then gave up and got up. Oh great, it's five to flippin' seven....