Inchcock Today – Sun 26 May 2019: Accifauxpa and Whoopsiedangleplops ruled, today. Precious little sleep, too, Humph!

May 26

2019 May 24

Sunday 26th May 2019

Ukranian: Неділя 26 травня 2019 року

WD 0.0.50 W Got to sleep around 03:00hrs I woke in need of a wee-wee at 05:35hrs. My EQ told me this was going to be a stinker-of-a-day. A fraught, exigent sort of Sunday, lonely as well. (It was right too!)

I extracted my bulbous body from the rickety, ci 1968, gungy-beige, second-hand, £300 recliner, caught my balance, but still took the stick with me, and visited the EGPWWB (Emergency Grey Plastic Wee-wee Bucket). I was gobsmacked at how full the bucket was. I knew that the hours spent trying my best to get to sleep, were wee-wee ridden, but the amount passed surprised me. I think I managed around three hours maximum. Getting fed up of this, especially as sleep was never a problem before the stroke. Hey-ho, mustn’t complain, I’m still here, pale and white, struggling, but alive. I must remember this!

I went to empty and resanitise the EGPWWB. The colouring was a darkish brown. As was expected, Sophia and Caroline had warned to expect this with taking the Nitrofurantoin antibiotic. The hands and finger had joined the right leg in dancing about every time any contact is made. The fingers and hand with a mug of tea and the foot contacting the floor seem to be very popular with the Axonotmesis at the moment. Hehehe! 

7Sun01WD 0.0.50 W I had a go at the sock-glide, but I might have been a little overconfident this time, as you can see in the photograph. The shakes came at the wrong time for me (Not that there is a right time, snigger!) Just as I was inserting the foot into the sock. 

Hey-ho! 

I can testify to the good quality metal used in 7Sun16the frame of the sock-glide. Haha!

The picture is a little blurred, as the hands were also shaking a bit, but they all calmed down shortly. I even managed one of the Hokey-Pokey dance routines again.

Off to the kitchen, and was greeted by blasting wind coming through the windows. Mind you, 7Sun02it was blowing a good bit out there Brr!

On closer inspection, it turned out that I had not pressed hard enough last night when shutting the window on the left.

Hence the wind was blowing in.

So, I managed to get it appropriately closed, after a few tries. That’s some else since the 7Sun11astroke, I can’t believe how weak I am now.

I tended to the health checks, took the medications, and made a brew of Strong English Breakfast tea in the China mug.

WD 0.0.50 W I got on the computer and realised how late it was. I don’t like this getting up late. It was already hours passed my usual blog posting time, and I had not even started to update it yet! Sour, bitter, and Fed-up Modes all Adopted!

I had a comment on WordPress, answered it, and went on the Reader Section. By the time I had done this, the EGPWWB was already refilled to a third of its capacity. All of the wee-wees were of the UWTWW Unwilling-Weak-Trickle-Wee-Wee class, up to now. But, they seemed to be getting more frequent, so the antibiotics had worked. Another cleansing of the bucket. More disinfectant added and back in place near the computer chair.

The shakes had tryingly returned, and so much time was lost, with errors being made and having to be corrected. I bet I’ve missed no-end of them. Oy Vey! 

7Sun15WD 0.0.50 W Back to the kitchen to take the midday meds: I was most annoyed but unsurprised, almost nonchalant to find that I had left the hot water tap running. To make thing worse, I emptied the bowl, and sod-me, I did it again! Luckily, I noticed before the almost tepid water overflowed this time. I didn’t get annoyed with myself at all this time. For the earlier warnings from the EQ, had prepared me well. But if anything else goes wrong, things might be different. Semi-Smug-Mode-Harnessed! Hahaha!

WD 0.0.50 W I realised that I had not put the Ankle-Support-Strapping on, as the foot went over when I was still in the kitchen, lucky any damage was limited by my having the walking stick in my hand at the time. The reason for this being; The toes and feet, still in need of the Chiropodists attention, at least to have the toe-nails cut, are no just too painful if I put on the strapping. And, I have another week and a day, before I can get to see anyone. The situation is not good! For certain, walking is more painful, but perhaps less so than with the Ankle-Support on. But the risk of a broken bone is so much higher now. I  can’t win, can I? Peed-Off-Mode now adopted. Humph!

A few more UWTWWs were taken, and the bucket is now about just over half-way filled, so I once again sterilised and freshened it, took the EGPWWB back to the computer chair.

7Sun18The rain came down, and it took my spirits with it a little.

Finally, at last, around lunchtime, I got around to starting today’s blog going. The shakes were still flamboyant in the fingers and hands, but as I was sitting most of the time, apart from the occasional visit to the Emergency Grey Plastic Wee-Wee Bucket, this was to be anticipated.

I did so far and then went on CorelDraw to create some funny political graphics and a couple of Inchcock Thoughts funnies for the drafts.

Got the fodder on. Black bean sauce with chicken pieces, tomatoes, spirit vinegar, and mushroom slices. Ate it all this time. (Not all the milk-bread of course).

7Sun20

Got the washing-up done7Sun19. And watched the rain falling for a while.

I got in the second-hand rickety recliner, and pulled the bobble hat down over my eyes, convinced I would surely be able to nod off this time, I felt so weary mentally.

An hour or so later, I nodded off. And had a repeat dream, I think. The night before, I dreamed of working at Scan Security and being sent to Netherfield in a  hurry.

WD 0.0.50 W This time tonight, I woke in a panic, thinking I was late for getting to the site… It took a moment or two for me to realise it was not twenty-odd years ago, nor real. Most uncomfortable making! I battled to get back to sleep, fighting the pain from the cramps, so it took me a while to drop-off again.

WD 0.0.50 W The landline phone rang, waking me up. I made my way painfully to answer it. An Asian sounding voice waffled on, but I could not understand a word he was saying without the hearing aids being available. Over the next hour and a half, he rang at least ten more times, but I ignored them all. On the next ring, I shouted down the line “What?” The same voice spoke, and I could make-out ‘food delivery’… I told him this is the wrong number, and he keeps waking me up! I slammed down the phone. Tired, weary and now annoyed as well! By now; 22:20hrs, any more sleep was out of the question.

So I got up, had a UWTWW, and got on the computer to update this diary.

WD 0.0.50 W The landline rang out again – it was as she said; A forwarded text message. I rang-off, an unhappy Inchcock!

7Sun22I went to make a brew and took a photograph of the night scene from the unwanted, new, light & view blocking, multi-window panes that need cleaning, and I can’t reach to clean them, windows; That will require the use of the stepladder to take pictures of, or see anything down on Chestnut Walk. Such as ambulances, paramedics, fire engines, Police Cars or muggers.

Then, a summoning to the Porcelain Throne arrived. Crikey it was a hard, solid, and most painful, longest evacuation I’ve suffered for ages!  I took an extra Senna when I eventually got myself sorted out. Still, there was no bleeding, surprisingly.

Worra lonely, frustrating and nervewracking day! Humph!

TTFN, taketh care all.

 

6 thoughts on “Inchcock Today – Sun 26 May 2019: Accifauxpa and Whoopsiedangleplops ruled, today. Precious little sleep, too, Humph!

  1. Another week and a day before nail cutters show up? Is nail cutting that much in demand? Maybe you need an auto shut for your faucets. It looks like dinner went down well.

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    • Ayup, Tim.
      Got to go on a 40 bus, to St Anns Well Road, join the queue drop-in place, to get the feet done. To the St Anns Valley Medical Centre, next Monday. Tsk! Caroline tried many places for me, but they all either couldn’t do me, or there was a two-week wait. Beats me? I tried a Chiropodist in town, that are expensive, but they have closed down. Josie says it is something to do with illegal workers?
      Come think of it, when I used them before they shot the price up, all the ladies were Eastern European sounding.
      I could look into that with the taps, Tim. Find out what they cost first. Going to have to find the cash to pay for the carers soon, in a week or two. Oh, dearie me!
      The appetite was good yesterday.
      Shame about the kip… or, lack of it!
      Cheers.

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      • Maybe the eastern block women started a toenail union, which made the prices go up. And then disgruntled customers not wanting to pay the price turned them in.

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      • Hehe! What a title for a film, or song – ‘The Toenail Union’ It enthuses mystery and mystique! Hehehe!
        Caroline and then off to the Dentist today.
        TTFNski.

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  2. BTW You inspired me and I made a giant cheesy spud with green chile on it, and gave part of it to Laurie.
    She loved it, and predicted more cheesy spuds in the near future. Part of the prediction come from the fact that I bought 15 pounds (1.07 stones or 6.8 kilos) of giant spuds for $6.00 at Costco this afternoon.

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    • Good for you, mate. I’m using the yellow peppers in my Black Bean feasts, as you dais, not so strong, I can cope with them.
      The girls in America and Australia use my recipe for their cheesy potatoes now. Makes me go into Swank Mode. Hehehe!
      TTFN Sir.

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