I have learned to only drink from a cup with a lid and straw. My tremors and flailing will make a mess out of everything. I've been doing this for years though and it has become habit for me.

Now, food on a fork or spoon? That's a whole different ball game and one I am not so sure how to handle. I have flung food not only at home but at when eating out or at other people's homes. It's so embarrassing and yet funny at the same time. People do not expect a 50-year old woman to fling food at them. It does make a mess so I am more careful about what I eat when I am out.

Kitty - Like you, it is so hard to get up and down to clean up messes. I think if I just spilled water, I would leave it. It'll dry and not cause any issues, unless it is carpet or real wood or something that damages easily. I have tile in my kitchen and would have just left the spilt water there. Yesterday I made sweet potatoes. It was frozen mashed sweet potatoes, actually, and all I had to do was heat it up, which went fine. I tested it to make sure it was warm enough and in doing so, everything on the spoon went flying all over. It was kind of funny but at the same time it was the extra energy I was going to have to exert to clean up that tiny spoonful of mashed sweet potatoes. The counter isn't too back or anything above waist level. It's waist level and down that's hard.

Well that was fun...ny.... Okay just elbowed a glass my DH left on the countertop, some how managed to catch it. WoooHooo... Did a little happy dance, check out those cat like reflexes, yeah!... Grabbed my glass after my little cheer, started to fill it in the little water spicket on the fridge and boom... Dropped my own glass right across the bridge of the foot .

Thankfully or perhaps regrettably, the foot broke the fall of the glass so it didn't break (the glass at least not sure about the foot ouchies!!!) like seriously though... I can do a backwards catch with my nondominate hand in a split second, but can't hold a glass for a few seconds to fill it with water.... Guess I just wasted my luck on the DH's glass, good thing to since it was one of his old navy ship etched glasses that he loves.

Torn between laughing over the ridiculous and crying over my bruised foot.