Inchcock (In brief): Wednesday 5th February 2020: Gruelling-Grombling-Garblisations!

2020 Feb 05

2020 tttFeb06

Wednesday 5th February 2020

Swedish: Onsdagen 5 Februari 2020

00 Feb 06

WD 150.0.100 01:15hrs: I woke with the mind doing ut own thing again, and I genuinely feared the worst. Yet, within a few minutes, I was battling out of the £300 second-hand recliner, had urged and forced my misshaped, wobbly mass of a body onto its feet, and did few moves, bends and wriggles to test out the ailments, and was in recent form, I thought, anyway.

Arthur Itis and Saccades-Sandra apart. All the other indispositions, discombobulations ailments and infirmities, were friendly and calm with me. Naturally, this did not last for too long. AS I moved towards the kitchen, the call to the Porcelain Throne arrived. (Back to normal, which is not a bad thing). So, I diverted, and within about ten paces, I was in the wet room. Bearing in mind yesterdays farcical Whoopsiedangleplop, I made sure that the stick was not left anywhere I trip over it, this time.

3Wed05The evacuation almost had me cheering! It was that good! Not too big, not painful at all! And hardly any effort needed. No getting half-way and needing painful encouragement. And not messy! As I stood to do the necessary ‘paperwork’, I found there was no bleeding from the rear either!

WD 150.0.100 Then I saw the drips of blood on the floor. I knew straight away, it had to be from Little Inchies fungal lesion, and it was. Heck of a state to medicate and clean.

To the kitchen and took some Moon photos.




3Wed07I made some tea and took the medications. Then got the updating of the blog done. The saving was failing a few times, but this time, I thought it might be a WordPress problem? The updating took ages, mostly through having to keep stopping for Saccases-Sandra to clear. Many hours after starting, I got it finished. Phew!

08:00hrs, I went on the WordPress Reader. Then on the TFZer Facebooking. Time is my most significant bother nowadays. It takes so long to get anything done, my lack of mobility, the Neurotransmitters dying, the brain struggles to hold information, and physical activity takes so much time and is painful sometimes. The mind and body are reaching my capability and copeability level methinks.

After which, I spent many more hours on graphicationalising. Everything was taking so long to get done, with Sandra playing up, but at least the Fungal lesion didn’t open up again.

Eventually, I got started on this post. The time flew by. I went to see Josie, to check with her that she would like the Tuna with Coronation mayonnaise. But she was not in. I did some more graphicalisationing.

I ought to get the ablutions done, it’ so late now, head-down time is due.

I’d been doing the bit of cooking needed in-between computer work while Sandra was in a bad mood with me. The day has magically almost gone?

3Wed06I turned everything off and got the ablutions tended to. I called on Josie again first, while I’d got clothes on. No answer again.

The legs looked a bit different again, but not bad at all. I decided to stop and get the handwashing done first, then I can Josie again before getting the ablutions done. The washing completed, and off to the wet room. Called on Josie, no luck.

3Wed08The ablutions produced many dropsies. No proper Whoopsies, though. Another call on Josie, no luck. I checked on the Special tomatoes. I shan’t be eating them today.

Then got another silly idea, I could order some saucepans from Amazon. So I did. Coming tomorrow. So, another day indoors.

Got the nosh prepared and served up. I got settled in the £300, second-hand, c1968 recliner, got the TV on.

As I was taking the first fork of food, the phone flashed into life. Unbelievable, the times this happens!
It was the Haemostasis, TV (Thread Vein) and DVT (Deep Vein Thrombosis) Warfarin Anticoagulation Clinic at the Nottingham City Hospital. A very kind lady, asking about my problems, questioning me on various things, in an effort to understand why Warfarin levels were so unsteady. It was lovely to have someone to talk to about medical issues. Especially being as pleasant and patient with me as this lady was. The conversation kept getting broken up by my having to ask her to repeat things I didn’t pick-up, again she was alright and unbothered by this. Bless Her! She will send me an Email with her address on, so I have it and can message her with the results of the Doctors meeting and any changes of importance. I felt honoured and well cared for.

3Wed10aBack to the stone-cold meal, not that there was much to harm. Only the mushrooms, garden peas and potatoes were heated anyway.

Although cold, I still enjoyed it. Smashing! A taste rating of 8/10. Perhaps the joy of speaking to someone who understood and sympathised had put me on a high? But sleep was again late in coming, although the Thought-Storms kept off.

6 thoughts on “Inchcock (In brief): Wednesday 5th February 2020: Gruelling-Grombling-Garblisations!

  1. I nice ladies like the one from the Haemostasis, TV (Thread Vein) and DVT (Deep Vein Thrombosis) Warfarin Anticoagulation Clinic should be calling on you every few days, and you should have email addresses for various medics that you can ask about the ailments and meds, etc. But then what do I know? They probably figure that since you’re getting bled once a week by your lovely vampire, they know you’re alive, and it keeps you out of their hair.

    I still think your legs are fit for the Tate. Maybe you should take an assortment of your leg photos and assemble them into a collage with the photos arranged so they are pointing different directions. It would be quite abstract and definitely art.

    If you want to get really clever, use one of your selfies for a template, make your various leg photos very small and paste them over your selfie changing the tonalities of each leg photo to match the tone on your selfie where you paste it. What you will be doing is creating a selfie with your leg photos. When you look at it from a distance it will look like you, and up close it’s a bunch of tiny photos of your legs.

    I can tell the lady from the Haemostasis, TV (Thread Vein) and DVT (Deep Vein Thrombosis) Warfarin Anticoagulation Clinic really lifted your spirits by how well arranged and good looking your dinner was. That’s nice it was as tasty as it looked.

    • Your first chapter told it all, and thanbks for using the full title I like so much for the clinic, mate. Hahaha!
      Virgin went down today, as I thought it might. So I went to town, did some photographicalisationing.
      Got back and the web was on, so I made post in celebrations. Seems to be goping alright! I’ve been uo no for over 19 hours, but I must get caught up, then something to eat.
      The artwork you suggest is a cracker! Hehe!
      Sp[ot about the call as well. Hoew do you do it?
      So tired now.
      TTFNski, Sir.
      Oh, got an appointment with the doctor, next Wednesday at 10:00hrs.

  2. I am also blessed with compassionate nurses at our warfarin clinic. They are also quite kind and well informed, not a bad combination of traits there. I have found that trying to second guess the contributing causes of low and high readings usually leads to self-defeat. Vitamin K is usually the culprit in my case.
    Speaking of matching up photographs reminded me of your discovery that it was your good fortune that the photos did not include the least favorable portions of your anatomy. Had a good laugh on that one.
    Celebrating a moment here to express my gratitude for all the nurses who keep our blood and disposition warm. 🙂

    • Internet went down, mate, So, triun gtocatch up now its back on. Been up 19 hours! Not fully with it, yer know – but of course you do! Hahaha!
      Get back to you Sir.

      • Anyone who posits that they are “fully with it” have most certainly boxed themselves into a delusion of their own device. Full understanders — fools — are full of itshay, to express it in a certain dialect of Latin.
        These are the ones you so ably saber at the beginning of each post.

      • As a fellow Warfarinising Senior Citizen, abeit of a fast-developing insanity and oblivious amnesia, it falls to me to mention… Erm? Forgot worrit was ow!

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