On the way home, I stopped and asked a kind girl for help putting on my mittens. She didn't seem to mind. It was freezing. I tried to hit the button to open the front door of my building, but I was super tense from needing to pee. Before I knew it, I was very wet. There was steam coming off my wheelchair. Someone walking by said,"Is that girl on fire?" I had to laugh.
The attendant who cleaned me up was surprisingly understanding. we've had issues over the years and recently. I was a bit worried about how she would handle the extra work, but she was understanding. She's the same attendant who commented that I am gaining weight. Before she left, she apologized and said she didn't mean it negativity. Tears came in my eyes and I said, " I'm struggling to find balance in life." I think she got it. We all struggle for balance - only in different forms. My struggles are obvious and that's alright.