I committed the unforgivable sin of coughing while walking around K. His lashing out succeeded in spinning his chair tray right into my pint+ mug of coffee, full of my morning mix: strong coffee with a hefty dose of fiber and milk. It flew just far enough to dump its contents all across my laptop and the general clutter around it.
Psyllium is sticky. That seems to have slowed the coffee soaking into the keyboard, so frantic response may have saved me.
My chill, OTOH, is entirely trashed
This was the first day in a while that I actually was running ahead of schedule to have him ready for the school bus when it arrived, so of course something had to eat up the time so that I ended up shoveling oatmeal into him as fast as he'd take it while the bus waited. I'm very grateful to the driver, who could've left.
He also got an earful of mostly cogent explication of proper behavior for a young man in a wheelchair at about 85dB. Not that it will help.
All I've got left is tears.
🆘Bill Cole 🇺🇦