Inchcock Today Fri 6 Nov 15: An even more frustrating day today… Humph!

Friday 6th November 2015


Didn’t stir until 0530hrs – me book on the carpet at the foot of the chair.

Blood had congealed in me jammies from ‘Little Inchy’, and on the leg from me Whoopsiedangleplop last night.

To the bathroom, used the porcelain and then cleaned up the blood – more washing to do again now Tsk!

Cleaned me teggies and found they had joined in with me other departments, bloodied nose, left leg, Little Inchy etc, and were bleeding as well now. Huh!

Dispirited a tad, I made a cuppa and took me medications.

P1020370As I returned into the front room I felt even worse seeing the state it was in – mid-sorting state like.

Laptop on. Finished yesterdays and got the graphics done for this issue.

WC’d, more bleeding cleaned up again… Humph!

01topj3Made another cuppa and took a photographicalisation of the view from the kitchen window.

Did some Facebooking, a little longer than planned, but I was communicating with Kentucky Angel, my cyber-soul-mate and got carried away and forgot the time.

Must get me bath and treat me ailments before Steve arrives…

Painful sorting ‘Little Inchy’ out in the bath. Also becoming a bit harder getting in and out of it. But I enjoyed a decent soak.

Still, gorrit all done, put kettle on. Steve should be here soon, so better not start sorting or doing owt on computer. Toyed with Spider Solitaire for a bit.

Hour later, no Steve yet.

Another hours, no Steve yet.

Missed a phone call didn’t recognise the number – I assumed that somewhere in me Windows Lumia phone would be a list of missed calls… if there was, I couldn’t find it to ring back.

Another hours gone by, no Steve yet.

Five minutes later another call came in – it only rang twice? This time the Lumia asked me if I wanted to text or ring this number. So I wrote down the number and pressed text – Told presumably it was Steve from Age UK, that I am in the flat and have been all day if he still wants to come, cause it’s getting late now. Then rang the numbers got answer-phone so told him the same message.

Got me nosh cooking – beef pasties and sweet potatoes chips.

P1020374Forty minutes later it rang again (The phone not the nosh… hehe!)

It was Steve, he was not coming as he had some emergency on with someone else, another client like wot I am.

He said the solicitors had sent me some paperwork that had parts that needed to be signed and returned before any advancement in the sale could be made. I said the only letter I’ve had from the solicitors was last Friday, the one I gave you and asked if I needed to respond and you said no!

More flaming delay in getting the house sold now. Crapknots!

Steve said he might have missed the need to return section when he looked at them???

He booked an  appointment to see me at 1000hrs on Monday to look at the problem along with someone from the solicitor’s office. I still have a dread that this sale will not go through yer know – I seem doomed – just my luck to snuff it just before the completion of the sale. Better not though, cause Angie from the USA told me not to croak out yet today in a comment.

Hey-ho, watch this space. Haha!

Made a cuppa and took me medications and laptop on update this twollup!

And I have now been waiting for the book-case to be built and in use for two-weeks now!

Not in a good mood now.

Did the washing up brooding… and banged me head when I went in the cleaning cupboard.

What a rotten day of failures!

Really Pee’d off now!

Still… you’ve got to laugh methinks… or try to!

Inchcock Today 5 Nov 15: Frustrating Day in many a way… Tsk!

01topj9cThursday 5th November 2015

Misshaped, aching and bloodied I woke in the chair – after, wait for it… Seven Hours Kip!

I must have been well shattered for me to sleep that long. Any-road, soon as I moved the congealed blood caused me to jump a bit (Tsk) and I made me way to the bathroom to sort missen out.

Glad I got me cotton wool pads now. Did me best to clean up Little Inchy withut rushing it. Bloodied the bathroom a bit when he unexpectedly squirted and sprayed all over me and the room. Not good this I thought.

Busy day today as well, Morrisons deliver AM, then the district nurses were coming to inject me at 1700hrs, Meeting Pete this earlier this afternoon, Iceland delivery tonight and so much sorting to do… I seem to be in a bigger mess now than ever – thinking about it though, I can expect this with me sorting through the box’s of stuff stored in the bedroom and trying to work out where to find permanent homes for the stuff – so glad I got rid of some of it before I moved now.

Cleaned the bathroom and myself and onto the porcelain – would you believe it – more blood from the rear end this time.

Whoopsie1 Bent down to clean where some had splashed behind the bowl and clouted me nose and chin on the side of the porcelain as Arthur Itis decided me knee would give way and the nose began bleeding again!

I cleaned up again and made a cuppa and took me medications and sat for a few moments thinking… I spoke with missen: Things were not going well are they Inchy me boy? Much to do, bleeding like never before, trouble with the bank and conveyors getting payment holding up the sale of the house… Anne Gyna joining in me misery now… I soon snapped out of it when I realised I was lucky to be here at all really.

Singing away (Adam Faith’s “My last wish”) to myself now as I got the laptop on and was greeted with many emails awaiting attention. Finished off yesterdays diary and got it posted.

Did some Facebooking before having me bath and shave.

Morrison order came, but it away and set off on the bus to town to meet Pete. This is so I can claim using his vouchers a free Panto ticket for his elderly neighbour so they can all have a night out at the playhouse.

P1020367Walked into the slab square to meet him.

By the time I got in the square it was pouring down!

Then I found out we had to wait in the middle of the square for TWO Hours before the tickets arrived! At least it was a good idea of Pete’s to go early, we were 2nd in the queue.

This meaning of course, I’d be late for getting back to the flat for the nurses visit to give me the injections. The only thing was get a taxi.

Which I did.

Got back just in time. WC’d.

Had me treatment from the buxom nurses, then got the kettle on and the Iceland delivery came. Glad in a way, cause this meant I could have me lamb shank potatoes and peas for me late nosh – providing I stayed awake long enough. Hehe!

P1020368Lamb shank, lettered potatoes, garden peas in nice minted gravy. Followed by an ice-cream.

Tasty, very tasty.

Gave this a 9.2/10.

Very tired now, but not in bad spirits.

Other than a bit annoyed with having to spend so much on the taxi from town like.

Must remember Steve Age UK is calling tomorrow. (Well that’s the plan!)

P1020369Then as I cleared up the kitchen and tidied up… Whoopsie2

I picked up the kitchen towel to unwind some to use… Arthur Itis made me drop it… I caught it and stepped back… right into the wheeled trolley… Tsk!

So now I have selection of bleeding areas over me short stubby wobbly body to contend with.

Occasionally me nose where I fell and hit it on the sink getting out of the bath, me ear-hole wear I fell and banged it getting into the bath – Most days from me haemorrhoids – Everyday from ‘Little Inchy’s lesion’ – and now the back of me water retaining left leg! Hey-ho! When its gone its gone! Hehe!

On the bright side, the Reflux valve, Anne Gyna, Duodenal ulcer, ticker valve replacement and hernia are being kind to me tonight.

Made a cuppa and read me book… Zzzz!