I was able to get out of my car by myself but the roll down doors were closed when I pulled up to my spot. Before I got out of the car, I texted Phil and asked him what I am supposed to do. He opened the door next to the roll-down door just after I closed my eyes to rest a little bit. This week has been EXTREMELY difficult at work and I STILL am exhausted!Phil came out of the door just as I got in my chair and he pushed me inside after he made fun of my hat. It was REALLY cold yesterday so I didn’t even care! He was working with someone so he pushed me to the chairs to wait.
Phil called me over and I told him to come get me because my wheels were still cold and I had already taken my gloves off. He pushed me to the plyo boxes. He let me go a little way from the corner box and he went to his office. I didn’t want to touch my rims because they were REALLY cold still so I let myself hit the corner of the box. My foot hit and I called to Phil’s back that he, “Almost snapped my ankle off” with a laugh. I talked about the weather with his previous client until Phil came back.
Phil came back, sat on the corner box, and grabbed my left ankle and put it on his right thigh and exclaimed how extremely tight my leg was. It hurt pretty badly as he raised my leg and I knew it was going to be ANOTHER day of just stretching. That’s disappointing but not surprising. As Phil is stretching me, Meghan Trainor’s song, “All About That Bass” came on and he yelled his approval. He began mouthing the words and did this little move to “From the bottom to the top” that made me laugh. My Mom has always told me that I am an easy laugh. What can I say? If something is funny, I’m going to laugh! It’s a fact. It’s a fact that Sean tries to capitalize on when he is getting in trouble. I tell him when he does this when I’m laughing that, “I may be laughing but I’m still mad and you’re in trouble” once I am able to gather myself enough to find my voice again. It has been REALLY nice that “my boys” (Connor and Phil) can easily make me laugh especially this week that has been SO STRESSFUL!!!
My legs began to loosen up slightly as my time was up. Phil took me out to my car. He told me to get in my car on my own. I objected because the arm of my wheelchair is still broken but he didn’t budge and told me that I depend on him too much. Even with a broken chair, I was able to get 82% into my car on my own, Phil helped the rest of the way. As he put my feet in, I told him that Mr. Curl is good at getting my legs in and that I told him that I told Mr. Curl that he sings when he does it. He objected that he does NOT sing and I gave him the example of his “bends” that I told Mr. Curl. He laughed and stowed my chair. He told me that I did a good job as I stuck my fist out as he grabbed it, shook it, and yelled, “Joystick!” I told him that, “I didn’t DO anything!” as he shut my door. He opened it up and said, You loosened up” and he closed the door again. Not much… Unfortunately.