This morning, after GMFB, I thought my body had, “Warmed up” enough to begin our morning routine. I had already watched the entire show and had already drank my Kiefer, drank my Atkins shake, and brushed my teeth. I was ready to get ready for the day., or so I thought. My Mom helped me to transfer out of my wheelchair to begin our routine.
I’m grateful that my Mom is the main person to help me transfer. Over the years, my transfer has ended up with me hugging her and her pulling me out of my wheelchair to sit. We normally count as I ready myself for the transfer.
I guess my body wasn’t efficiently, “Warmed up” enough because after our count and my Mom brought me to my feet to transfer, it was accompanied by my involuntary grunting and groaning. My head is right next to hers and we both have our arms basically wrapped around each other. As my Mom had me seated to begin our morning routine, she let me know that it sounded, “Dainty. Dainty like a butterfly.”
I hadn’t really noticed that I grunt and groan so much. I probably have been doing that for a while. My body always hurts and I guess my grunts came on so gradually with my transfers that I really didn’t notice it.
I asked my Mom if I grunt when she gets me out of bed in the morning and she told me that she couldn’t remember. With the weather starting to get cooler, I probably do but I haven’t noticed it. Maybe that’s because it’s so, “Dainty. Dainty like a butterfly.“
*I really KNOW that it is NOT dainty but that is how it is now.