I just hate pooping the bed

 

I kind of hate the day after I poop or blow out. Last night was a blowout the little blow out the blow out just the same. I thought it was just gas at first and really didn't know how bad it was until this morning when I went to get up but I did have enough thought process last night that I wrapped myself up in Med pads and large diapers as best as I could which caught a lot of the damage but still we had to strip the bed wash the sheets. I figured it was going to be kind of a bad weekend since my bow moving on Friday was very small. I probably ate too much this weekend as well all staging me for the blowout. Now I just feel uncomfortable at risk. I've eaten yogurt and some cheese in hopes of getting to plug myself back up again. Either faster famine with trying to maintain proper bowel structure. Luckily I had my caregiver coming in this morning and she certainly did a great job in cleaning up to the bed and the wheelchair as well as the floor and stuff in the bathroom. I'm doing okay I didn't go anywhere today. It was really too cold- - you know what that's not totally true I went across the street and got a half a pound of coffee that was probably last me till the end of the month. Is especially coffee shop which I like pretty much I write about it a lot. The days have moved in colder again. It now feels like a typical February day. We may get snow by the weekend it's not a lot but some more than we've had all winter long and possible rain. We might even get some of that as early as tomorrow which would make sense because I need to be on the road tomorrow to my assist meeting downtown Salt lake. It's going to be cold and somewhat dangerous for me just because I'm in my backup power chair and I think the batteries are pretty hammered. I think I might have enough juice to get back and forth from Boise I don't know for sure. But I just do a bunch of short jumps I should be okay. If I catch the bus right outside my back door which will take me to the Community College and then pick up the 47 which will take me to Murray Central then I can jump the train and take it straight into the library and the place I have to go is in back of the library and that would not subject myself or my chair to Too Much having to go back and forth or go around stuff I may even take my backup charger with me in case I go I run out of juice somewhere. It would take a while to charge up my batteries if I needed to but at least I would be able to. My care person indicates that I should just have the faith in my chair and take off and she's probably right. I can still hang my charger off the back of my chair and sip on down to Salt Lake assist Incorporated. I contacted my volunteer director person for the little group meeting. And I guess he'll come looking for me if I don't show up for the meeting. The biggest challenge now is too get up early enough that I can get dressed and hit the road and be sure to charge my chair all night long..,