I am seriously hoping that what happened yesterday was a one-off. A couple things happened yesterday where it was obvious to me that I cannot control my hands and any longer.
I have been taking an ibuprofen 800 every night since I had my second knee surgery in 2017. I take it when I am getting ready for bed, and I take an Atkins peanut butter cup with it.
Well, last night, I could not open my pill bottle with my ibuprofen in it. I tried for a little while, I always try for a while. As my Mom was walking out of my room, I just helped the bottle up to her and told her that, “I can’t open this.”
She opened it and gave my pill. I tried opening up the packaging to my peanut butter cup. It takes a little while, but I can open it. That is except for last night. My Mom just cut it open with scissors.
I sat there in my chair, eating my peanut butter cup that takes three bites for me to eat. I was quiet. It really stunk that it could not open them yesterday but I’m hoping that I can today. I was able to put my contacts in the first time today; sometimes that’s difficult as well.
I will get ready for bed in a little bit and hopefully, it was a one off and I can open my things with no problem today. It’s like that now. Most days I can do things but some days I can’t…