Fresh air

Last night was a tough one. I spent most of the night covered in crap because my oh so lovely Bowels decided to empty at 3 am.. Yep that god forsaken hour when no one sane is going to be able to rouse them selves to deal with a crap mountain. S in all fairness offered to try, but it's a manual handling nightmare when there is two experiences carers, my poor hubby well I couldn't. So we opted for a opened window to help me to breath and a Yankee candle to help the room smell better.

Rest of the day was quite good once my lovely carers got over there morning present. And I managed to convince my carer that it really is easier to wrap up presents using pritt stick. Rather than Sellotape. She agrees after getting through a pile of wrapping for me in not a lot of time.

And tonight I had my hair washed. I have clean hair again, always makes me feel better and the last remnant of last nights activities have left the room and I feel clean to sleep... Until my stomach kicks off again... Anyway, going to get the candle lit, and relax for the rest of the night...