Wednesday 8th May 2019
Sethoso: Laboraro la 8 Mayi 2019
Now in my usual only slightly confused state, the realisation of the need for a wee-wee became urgent. As I extracted my cumbersome overweight body from the £300 second-hand, c1968 rickety recliner, it became evident that the right leg was a lot worse this morning. It took some effort to control the shaking, and the pain in the knee took a while and some painkillers to dissipate.
The stick-assisted hobble to the WC took so long: I thought an accident might occur. But I got there in time; In time for the most sprayed out weak trickle! A new name for this type of wee-wee was given. RWPSWW (Reluctant-Weak-Painful-Spraying-Wee-Wee) It took me ages after the pathetic five-second evacuation, to clean up where the stuff had sprayed. The WC, floor, cabinet, sink, etc. The antiseptic disinfectant bottle is running very low now. Haha! I reckon the leg shaking so badly made things worse.
I had a wash and did the teggies, and got dressed. Not easy, with having to use the time-taking Sock-Glide. Limped in not a little pain with the leg, into the kitchen. (That sounds like I took the leg with me, which I did, of course, I had no choice in the matter… I’m losing it again here! Hehehe!)
I got the kettle on and took the medications with an extra pain-killer. Within half-an-hour the knee pain eased-off, when I was not using it. Made sure the Ankle-Support strapping was all ready for the Carer’s visit.
I got the computer on and checked the calendar for today. 07:00>08:00hrs Carer to fit the Ankle-Support strapping. 08:00hrs Anticoagulation blood test nurse. 09:30hrs: Occupational Therapy Nurse. Axonotmesis (injury to the peripheral nerve of one of the extremities of the body [Legs]. The axons and their myelin sheath are damaged in this kind of injury. Although the endoneurium, perineurium, and epineurium may remain intact), nurse – sometime today.
Went on the WordPress Reader section. Then updated yesterdays blog diary. Then on Pinterest to add some photographs. Checked emails and responded to messages.
The mist was clearing away, and I took this snap of the view from the unwanted new, light and view-blocking kitchen windows. I used this picture for a later background to Inchcock’s Thoughts on CorelDraw.
Back to the Porcelain Throne. There was still no movement, although the senses tell me there should be? Oh Heck!
The carer is due to do the Ankle-Support strap for me. Ah, here he is! All sorted within eight minutes. This chap has got the hang of the Ankle-Support strapping now, bless him.
I went on the TFZer Facebooking, and put some pictures from yesterday on the albums.
The rather glamorous and highly desirable, but too young and good looking for me (Dam it!) nurse arrived to take some blood for the INR Warfarin anticoagulation clinic. After she had departed, I made a mug of tea, while her: oh, so appealing face tormented me in my memory. Well, I can’t help it! Hehe!
Sonia departed, leaving Caroline to do some Q & A and Therapy. (Aching all over, now, Haha!).
Lovely ladies, patient and kind. The session was finished around 11:35hrs.
I caught up with this blog up to here. And then took some black bags to the chute and recyclable stuff to the bins outside on the way to the bus and Arnold to go to Asda to get some bread and butter in.
Called at the Nottingham City Homes, Winwood Heights, Hauptbereitschaftsleiteress Warden’s Temporary HQ. Sarcasm & Insult distribution area. Tenants Socialisationistical Meeting Shed. Telling Inchcock off Zone. Where things like crockery and pottery get stolen from, Rumourmongering Clinic, and somewhere to rest while waiting for the bus, Portakabin.
I dropped off the bus outside Asda and went in and got the shopping. Spent £10.40, so some will-power was used. Squash, Lemon Mousse, Potatoes (hopefully to be shared with Doris again at the weekend), Butter, mushrooms, turnip, carrot, parsnip, apple, and some Milk
I thought I’d catch the L9 bus on its way to Bestwood, and stay on and come back all the way to the flats.
The weather looked a bit bleak, too.
And a wee-wee was much needed. Which I tended to first-thing. I may get out the EGPWWB (Emergency Grey Plastic Wee-wee bucket) later on, for fluids burst forth, not vigorously, but there was no controlling things! A bit like the VSFWBWWWs (Very Short Frequent-Weak-But-Wayward-Wee-wees)
Put the bits bought away, got some spuds on the boil, and I made a start on this update.
Got the oven on to warm up, ready for the beef steak.
Imbibed the evening medications with a drink of fresh orange juice.
Depression Mode Engaged! With good reason this time.
Called to see Doris, who returned the book her offshoot had read and enjoyed. I asked if her hot water was working and it was. She said the heater comes on at 18:00hrs, so I’ll wait until then to see if it come back on, but my hopes and run of bad luck, along with my EQ, say’s it will not.
I suppose I can get a shave using hot water from the kettle, (hopefully, I will not get the shakes and cut myself or pour boiling water on myself), and a wash of sorts.
Got the nosh served up, not that I feel like eating now – moroseness, self-pity, and lack of any good luck is doing me no good at all.
Got a shave of sorts. But, I am fed-up, disheartened, dejected, gloomy, melancholy and in the doldrums… oh, and demoralised! Enough is enough, surely some good luck is due to come my way? No, maybe not, then!
Sorry if I do sound
I must try not to back-head a sink again, and try to gain control over the arm with the razor attached in future! Hahaha!
I wonder if I can sue anyone for this calamity of the ht water failing again? No, better not. Knowing my luck if the case went to court I’d probably get on the wrong bus and be defaulted. Silly Alter Cocker!
When I looked at these pictures, I realised just how pale I am looking. I might get some rougue foundation cream? Hehehe! Oh, I’ve just noticed, the hairs have gone from my shoulders and chest? Huh!
This Lucky Nottinghamian tried to get some sleep. But the hassle and failures of the day were bouncing about in the brain. So I got up and updated this load of tosh.
Fed-up!
Looks like you made a bloody mess. Nice of the bus drivers to help you all on and off the busses. It’s also nice the carers and therapists come to you instead of you having to go to them. Seems like you are getting a fair amount of socializing in these days, as well. Too bad dinner didn’t work out.
I did bleed a tad, Tim. Hehe!
No shave this morning, oh, no. Not until the hot water is back on (If it gets done that is).
Good drivers on the L9 service, bless em.
Lost the wrist alarm this morning – but found it later – on my wrist! I’m going barmy! I can’t get the hearing aid tubes of to dewax them. Bit fed up really. Hehehe!
TTFN, thanks.
Good grief! That is some day, eh?! Not much left to happen to ytou in a 24 hour period. That leg could be the worst of it sine one has to stand on one then the other to walk…. Even with a walker (I use one myself) the stress on the weak leg is just less, not total!
“since one has to…” Dangf! And “you: instead of “ytou”!! Peripheral neuropathy means I don’t feel the keys so much as toss my fat gingers at whatever is in the vicinity, hitting even two keys at a time!
Hehehe. not funny really, its just that with the shakes, I’m doing similar every time I type. I reckon I spend more time correctong than typing, Doug.
A good job we can see the funy side of our ailments. Haha!
Onward we plod!
Hope the furries are doing ikay as well?
Cheers, Doug.
Yeah, and it pisses me off that I can read what I write and totally miss obvious typos and occasional misspellings well within my cognitive abilities to discern until after I hit “Save”!
Good heavens, its like listenng to myslef, Doug. Ah-well, you’re doing fine uder the circumstances Sir! TTFN
I’ve got Stroke nurse coming on Tuesday, in between the physio ones. She is assess my mental approach and condition?
Cyndy (tenant) phoned in for me ths morning about the hot water, or lack of it, bless her. They will be along today, hurray! That means by 22:00 hour, I can have a showwer and shave. Hahaha!
Thirteen appointments in all for next week, all thankfully coming to the flat. Phew!
Take care mate. TTFN.
That hot showert is among the best restoratives there is! When I had a catheter in my chest, and again when I was recovering from surgery to create the dialysis fistula, I had to take sponge baths. Ugh! That first hot shower once the catheter was out and, again, when the surgery scar was healed, was like heaven! Best wishes for your hot shower!
Cheers. You’ve been through it , mate. But aknowledge the highlights, and that’s good on yer!
I found the bed baths so uncomfortable… of coursse it depended on which of the nurses were doing them. Hehehe!
I missed out on those – never was bad enough off that I had to have that sor of assistance. I did have something cvlose to one when I took baths in a walk in tub. The care giver took care of the parts above water and I had to deal with the naighty parts. LOL!
Perhaps just as well. Doug? Hehe!
The one assisted shower I had towards the end of the Stroke Ward, before moving to the Oaks Care Home, resulted in a rash, spots and mad itching! They found I had a allergy, eventually put down to some new medicine. Oh, I think I’ve said that earlier?
Incidentally, I checked this comment and found six errors – although there might be more I missed. Hahaha!
Cheers cocker.
And, yes! The kitty boys are doing fine! They get a spa day at the groomer’s next week, and I think I’ll have them get a summer teddy bear cut instead of a longer haircut this time.l Keeping up with the mats is a pain and one I’ve done poorly managing this time….
Good for you, a happy kitty is just fine! I bet they enjoy coming out after beng tended to?
Jane (Sister) had five, strays, but much missed Fooey was the only one the smae as Dogie and Andy, but white. I can undetstand how it is apain wit the mats, Jane was forever grooming him. Cheers.
Yeah, “forever grooming” pretty much covers it, Gerry! The bad part is it is easy to miss them on their little butts since, well, who wants to put one’s hands back there? Ha1
Understood, Doug. Haha!