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Sunday, August 14, 2016
Playing cribbage with my grandmother
My Sunday morning began at 5:00 a.m. By getting out of bed so as to stretch. Once I had gone through my routine, I then began to do my weight exercises both upper and lower. At 6:00 I then pulled. Out my medication so as to fill my empty pill containers for the week ahead. At 6:45 my mother and I then left for home as my left for scarbourough so as to visit my sister. My mother and arrived home at 7:00 a.m. Once inside I had gone to my bedroom so as to order my script. At 7:09 I then took my shower before going into the kitchen so as to eat some fruit. After doing so, I then ate my breakfast. Once I had brushed my teeth I then sat down so as to watch Sunday mass on television. At 9:30 My mother and I had left the house. She had dropped me off at my grandmothers so that I could visit with her, while she was as church. My grandmother and I had played three games of cribbage before my mother arrived with communion for the both of us. My mother had stayed to visit until it was time for my grandmother to eat. We then went to camp. We had arrived after making a couple of stops along the way at 12:40. I then went inside so as to eat my lunch before returning my camp at 1:00. I then burshed my teeth before laying down to rest. I had slept for two and one-half hours before getting up. I then filled out a survey on how my last doctors appointment went. At 4:30 I then called my grandmother to see how the rest of her day had gone, before pulling up my blog.
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