as long as you can refrain from being OCD on making juices, it's easy peasy. if you get into a "everything's gotta perfect" mode, then not so much. try to think of it a making soup instead of baking. you can always agjust the flavor later!
That metaphor occurred to me, so thanks for confirming my suspicions! I have a feeling I'll quite enjoy it; the biggest factor will be how often I have the energy to pull everything out and get a-mixing, so I suspect my ventures will be incremental and infrequent at first and progress to large but occasional batches once I've got it down.
it is hard to learn! even when i had my heart attack, it was a buddy who brought me to the hospital.
he thinks i'm having a heart attack, is what i told them. after the doc's did some checking, they're like "look dude, you're gonna die!" i was like, "and?"

no biggie! one guy got smart and told me how i could suffer a lot of brain injury and still live!

well then, what the f--k are you waiting for?
Eh, living with a brain injury ain't so bad!

I kid, I kid - *further* brain injury scares the

out of me, too. Last time I got myself in deep trouble medically, I suspected I was in trouble but didn't want to go to the ER on Labor Day, so I waited till the day after so that I could go to my regular doc... when I gasped this excuse to my GP, she replied acidly, "So you'd prefer to *die* the day after Labor Day, instead?" Yeah yeah, touche. Even when I got to the hospital, the staff was fairly calm in dealing with me till the pulmo walked in... he took one look at me and jumped into the action personally, asking them why they were all just screwing around. (They weren't - they just weren't particularly rushing, either.) I told him I was okay, and he said, "Yeah, I know your type, you're okay right up until the second you code on me." Well.... yes, in fact, well spotted! I might not be here now if he hadn't happened to be the doc who caught my case... I didn't have a current pulmo at the time so that was our "introduction," and I'm lucky he handled it so well. Had he taken his cue from *me*, they probably would have just loaded me up with asthma meds and sent me home. Needless to say, I got a call from him yesterday congratulating me on my PFTs (again) and sternly reminding me that he'd see me next month, anyway, thank you very much, and we'd be redoing PFTs... in other words, "don't think I'm letting you out of my sight, buster." I'm both amused and relieved by this, mind you... makes it much easier that he knows how to "read" me, even though it also means he's being a little more cautious than I think is warranted.
i look at it this way, this is your chance to be an actor! and all you have to do, is play yourself! so, go out there and give a performance worthy of an academy award! that's what i do. course i feel awful doing it, but i'm just pretending i feel the way that i feel. just consider it method acting!
Method acting it is! The chair does help in situations like that... usually I hate the preconceived notions that a wheelchair tends to trigger in people, but when I'm having to ask for help, it's a bonus that the chair speaks "for" me to a certain extent. I can save up for hand controls myself if necessary - they're not that expensive - but what I'm hoping will come out of this visit is a *relationship* such that I can trade in a ton of old medical equipment my sister and I have outgrown (which is still useable and in good condition) in exchange for a lift van. This place is basically a refurbisher of donated medical/adaptive equipment that they then sell on for labor costs plus a bit, so if I can talk them into a lift van for 6k of medical equipment and a little cash, I can finally get my gimpy self on the road. "Checking on hand controls" is mostly an excuse to sweettalk my way into "so can we do a trade?"... we'll see what happens. Not expecting any fruits to come to bear for at least a few months, but gotta start somewhere.
Good luck with the move, vapnstuff. Top of my list to never have to do again, that's for sure - unlikely as that is!
Rodsky, you're welcome, let us know how that tiramisu turns out for you in the end... I've looked at that one several times but it's never made it into the cart.