TFZers Shirley & Andy ♥
Sunday 5th July 2020
Swahili: Jumapili ya 5 Julai 2020
Off to the wet room for a wee-wee, no need for the seated Porcelain Throne activity. That concerned me a tad, the Macrogol may not be working. Shall I take another one or not? The mind was jumping about a bit now, changing from on worry to another concern repeatedly. The wee-wee was of the SCWP (Sprinkly-Cloudy-White-Painless) variety. Washed, and off to the kitchenette.
For some reason, I saw beauty in the views through the unwanted, thick-framed, light and view-blocking window; designed obviously by an ophthalmophobia-sufferer. I took some photographs while the kettle heated up. The Canon camera did not do the scenes justice. They looked incredibly eerie to the eye. Still, after looking at them on the blog, they are not so bad after all, just too small for details to show up. My bad! I’ve always wanted to use that phrase. Hehe!
I took the brew with me (in the left hand!) and made my way carefully to the computer.
I got computer Cameron going, and opened CorelDraw to post, touch-up and to create some graphics for yesterdays blog updating.
- Coreldraw refused to respond to many buttons and keyboard activations. I lost hours trying to get it right!
- I turned everything off, after a battle to get CorelDraw to save my work already done, I had to give up and lose it! Grrr!
- Restarted CorelDraw, but with no change in the faults! At least it let me save the changes I had not made?
- Then it froze altogether! Crigglebogsnot!
- I had to close it down by turning off the computer, things were looking bad now! Grobognangles!
- I gave things a while to calm down, then rebooted the computer. Oh, dear!
- I opened CorelDraw first. And hey-ho and yippee! It was working! I felt over-the-moon!
- I opened Firefox, and then WordPress. Shit! The internet was down!
- I gave it time to restart of its own accord. Fool!
- Turned everything off at the box. Waited for five minutes. (Whistling to keep calm).
- Got the internet turned back on, and still no action. Spit!
- Pressed the reset button. Waited a few minutes, went for a wee-wee, which surprisingly turned out of the irritatingly durable, WSSULL (Weak-Squirty-Spraying-Uncontrollable-Long-Lasting) mode!
- When I returned, the internet was back on!
At long last, I could make a start on the blogging process. I was so irritated with things, Duodenal Donald joined in with Shoulder-Shuddering-Shirley in annoying me, now! Grumph!
The Liberty-Global Virgin box was flashing a little worryingly, too!
I got making much-delayed progress finally with the updating of the Saturday blog. It was very pleasing when Nicodemus’s Neurotransmitters and Dizzy Dennis departed and have not yet returned. (Give them time, they’ll be back, Ha!)
Sent off the links.
I made the template and a start on this post. Slow work now, Saccades Sandra keeps having a go at me. Went on Facebooking for a while, can’t stay too long, the ablutions and Josie’s meal will need tending to soon.
As I went to put the computer to sleep (If only I could do the same with myself, Tsk!), I got an email from the Surgery. I went into investigation mode!
The message informed me about the Phorpain and Fenbid gels I use to counter Colin cramps and Arthur Itis:
Flammable gel. May form flammable vapour mixtures with air. Avoid all ignition sources. All potential sources of ignition (open flames, all types of smoking, pilot lights, furnaces, spark-producing switches and electrical equipment etc.) must be eliminated both in and near the work or rest area. Side effects of the gel: Shortness of breath. Unexplained wheezing. Blisters or a rash on the skin. Swelling of the face. Itching, redness or bruising of the skin. Digestive problems such as abdominal pain or indigestion, particularly in people with a history of stomach ulcers. Kidney problems. Allergic reactions: such as asthma attacks, narrowing of the airways (bronchospasm), swelling of the lips, throat and tongue (angioedema), itchy blistering rash or anaphylactic shock. Stop using Phorpain and Fenbid, and get immediate medical advice if you have an allergic reaction.
That was nice and encouraging to know.
Off to get the ablutions tended to: Another amazingly short on Dropsies, Accifauxpas and Whoopsiedangleplops session!
- Overall, (No shower again, too early for them on a Sunday), only about six dropsies in total!
- Fair enough, the shaving was interrupted by Shoulder-Shuddering-Shiela, this brought up the razor cuts a smidge, to five.
- I required three wee-wees during the wash-up. All trickly, painful jobs, but still no bleeding from Little Inchies fungal lesion!
- The rear-end installed clump of furunculosis caused a lot of pain when I washed the area, and even more so when I had to apply the Germolid and hydrocortisone creams.
Oh, boy, Yes!
When the dressing started, well, by the time it had been done, I’d gathered a couple of more little bruises to the arms and elbows, with l
I went to make another brew, and thought that the clouds were even more awesome now! Well, even prettier is a better word to use.
A quick bash on the WordPress reader, the Libert-Global Virgin Media internet threw a few wobblies, sticking, momentary breaks in service… I’m not sure why I mentioned that. It’s not as if it’s unusual. Huh!
Dizzy Dennis visited, and I was sure I was in for a bad session, the spinning head, warped vision and unsteady grasp on distances were all showing up. Two-minutes later, everything had cleared? A first that!
Had a go on the WordPress Reader, then back to make up the meal. Delivered it to Josie. She seemed happy with the look of it. Then back to the lonely flat, to prep my fodder.
While they were cooking, I set the timer and left in close by so I might hear it in case I nodded off, and I’m glad I did.
Somehow I got the pots washed, and part-way through doing them, thank heavens, and most surprisingly, Shuddering-Shoulder-Shirley stopped, just like that!
Feeling suddenly extra weary, I got settled down in £300, second-hand, c1968, recliner, with some cheese biscuits and a bottle of spring water… That was it, I was off into the blissful land of Sweet Morpheous!
I woke in need of a wee-wee, assuming it was early morning, and stayed up. I later discovered it was not yet midnight. Klutz!
Nothing like computer and internet trouble to get you in a pissy mood first think out of the shute. The Phorpain and Fenbid gels sound rather dangerous. Decent looking meal. aone reason zi don’t like ribs. Too much bone.
Dang similar start to today with the flipping computer, Sir. Grumph!
I suppose the pharmaceutical wallahs have to cover themselves. But this made me think twice. What if use is and some smoker wa;ls by me? Whoosh! Hahaha!
Hopeski all okay this morning.
Cheerski.
You’d become a real flamer that’s for sure.
Haha!
We don’t have the brand name Phorpain over here, so I had filed the word under Inchcockisms. Well, it fits do it not? Perhapswise, they got that name from you?
That long list of accifauxpas, whoopsiedangleplops might well have contributed to a measure of sleep (a sliver (sic) lining?).
Hoping Monday is not treating you mendaciously — a bumpersticker thoughting. 🙂
Another brand, contents just the same, is Fenbid Forte, Billum. Different companies names I suppose.
Like the tablet manufacturers, I bet the yconfuse you too, Sir. An example: The Beta-blockers, come as Bisoprolol (I usually get), Metoprolol, Atenolol and Propranolol. But yjr Bisoprolol from different manufacturers, comes in so many different shapes, and they are all similar to the Codeine 60g and Furesomide, one tends to get into a confusional status. (Hehe!)
I’ve posted photos of the Phorpain gel 20%, even that comes in a blue & white pack, bit sometimes a yellow and green one. Confusionalitis causing!
Sliver, did I make another cock-up, Billum? I’m not surprised.
Monday did not treat me in a lying or deceitful manner. However it was sanity-testing, and full of mendicancies. Hehehe!
New wounds to be revealed on Tuesdays blog, Sir. (Just took the photos)
TTFNski, keep sane, or at least pretend to, share you frets, and be aware… What of, I’ve forgotten what I was going to say, but it may come back later. A little like my sanity.
Go forth and enjoy, Sir!
Actually, sliver was my own typo, so I gave myself a “sic” to celebrate it. Typos can also be great fun methinks.
Confusionalitis is a trait we often share: another good reason to read the daily Inchcock Today, sharing the confusion is therapeutic in my humble opine. I also think that sanity may be overrated, the overly sane might be bluffing. 🙂
You little typoist you! Haha!
I’m so glad it wasn’t me, I get all confused you know.
Now you mention, you could be right about the sane, Sir.
Haha!
I’ll taketh time to ponder on this.