Rachael-Little

Good evening Rachel

I figured I'd make the rounds and check on you after this Labor Day weekend. I ended up spending it with my family yesterday, when we went to our family reunion at a local fraternal club called the Canadian club. It was really easy for me to deal with it yesterday, because my brother Michael and my stepdad worked together to make sure that I was able to get there, and I was able to bring my chair. My stepdad brought the truck, and because he brought the truck I was able to have him stick my chair in the back. Michael's car is low enough so that I can get in and out of it without too much difficulty, so I didn't have to worry about getting in the truck comma because trucks and cars nowadays are so damn high it's

when I got there was lickety split fast to get set up enrolling into the club. I was able to spend the entire day in my wheelchair, very comfortable and very secure, being able to move at will without too much difficulty, with zero pain, and with this confidence that I would normally have when going anywhere around the Twin Cities of Barre and Montpellier. I was very careful not to say anything out of line, and I was also very careful to make sure that if my mom asked me to do something, I would respond in an appropriate manner. I still don't like the way I was treated on my birthday, but as long as they treat me with respect, that's all I've ever asked, and apparently respect is something that I should earn have earned but lost for some reason and I'm not sure why. I've never done anything so bad that it made me feel so worthless and hopeless as I did after that day. My parents were too worried and just we're over the top, so it was a nice change to have my parents in a position where I didn't have to hear about how I looked, how they thought my health was, or anything like that. I just had fun, ate some food, talked to some family members, and had a good old time period this is exactly what we need to be able to do when we end up having family functions. Not worry about anything that is over the top, I'm not going anywhere, and I certainly heck I'm not gonna be buried in the ground. Talk to several people that were family members, and explained how I felt the last couple of years, and it just was evident that everybody was sick of COVID-19 and that it was so weird, I even thought of my grandparents going through World War Two rationing during the pandemic comma because they were using the war powers act to make

so basically was a good day, my stepfather and my brother made sure that I got up there, and that I got back here. My mom sent me home with some food and some fruit, which she normally doesn't do, because she said that it was her fault that I became fat, which is ridiculous, and I'm just glad that I was able to have a halfway decent conversation with people, and my mom wasn't ready to bite my head off. My mom seems to overreact and do crazy things, so I basically told the doctor that I want him to tell her that I'm healthy so she doesn't worry about me so much. I may end up being older, and have mobility issues, and have to use a chair, but this old boy ain't done yet and I'm certainly not gonna give up. My dad is 25 years senior, and my dad has worse problems than I do, bad asthma, but he hasn't given up yet, and guess where I learned that from: him and other people in my family this boring ain't done yet and I'm not worried- but my mom apparently is, but she doesn't have to worry, I think maybe she calmed down a little bit after seeing me: all I ever ask is that they treat me with the same amount of respect they'd want me to treat them with: if they wouldn't treat me that way, then I'd have a problem: I've always respected my family units, even if I disagree with them, but it's hard when all they do is think of the negative: so I always try to think of the positives.

So I had a pretty good day, ate a lot of different food, luckily I had my omeprazole, because my reflux was pretty ridiculous, but I was able to keep it under control period didn't have any coughing fits all day, was fully medicated, had my phone with me, listen to music on a few occasions, and just waited for somebody to come to me and talk to me. Seems like that would be the best way, and it's comforting that I was able to speak to several people in my family, that I haven't seen in over three years and sometimes four. My moms uncle Joe, he turned 100 years old Saturday, and they had a party for him at his care facility, and then we ended up having a cake for him, and we ended up singing Happy Birthday to him, while somebody videoed the entire thing, so the next time someone goes to his care facility, my cousin Annette will play it for her dad and he will get a kick out of it

I hope you had a great weekend, and that you're having a great Labor Day. Today I just hung out and was relaxing, tomorrow I probably will pay bills and then I will probably be looking online and working on videos and things like that because I need to learn how to use elementer for the next part of my website. Once I do that I can add that last piece and I can link those together. Today I've sent messages to both peachy daddy and yourself, so I've made the full rounds, because I didn't want you to think that I'd forgotten about you, and I love all of you, and if I could I would give you a big Texas size hug and a kiss too!

Take care little sister!

Brian