Posted: 7/2/2008 at 06:45 PM
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The temperature is 29.5c or 85.1 on the F-scale, which may not be overly hot for some, but I find it unbearable.
I am not sure whether it's a personal quirk or my athetoid cerebral palsy, but I literally melt into a grease blob when the temperature hits 30c. My limbs become limp, wet noodles and doing anything besides lying motionless takes a concentrated effort. Typing this post requires what is left of my zapped energy. My Glenda-ish becomes inaudible; Mom couldn't even understand me on the phone a bit ago. And my ankles swell into solid tree trunks.
The fan is blowing; actually, it is merely moving around the hot air. I am resisting the temptation to suck back another can of cold pop. Diabetes is all I need. The thought of stuff a bag of frozen peas down my bra is definitely appealing! I did find some temporarily relief by sticking my head under the tap.
On the bright side, this heat is a good reminder to myself to always do my utmost best to be good so that I do go to heaven. There is no way I'd survive the burning fires of hell for an eternity!
For now, please excuse me while I go pass out for a few hours until the sun goes down.
Does the heat affect your disability? What do you do to survive?
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Not the point of the post, but I think the fact that the 2 of you are writing a book together is AWESOME
Thanks Cheryl! We've outlined the ebook and made a few notes. The tricky part is squeezing in time to write it!
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