Inchcockski – Wed 11th Nov 20: Part One, The start of medical-mayhem, madness and mental maelstrom!

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Wednesday 11th November 2020

Maori: Wenerei 11th Noema 2020

01:10hrs: I woke up with embarrassing warm wet trickling, from the PMD (Pre-Micturition-Dribble), and the PPs filling up! I was in a desperate need to get to the wet room in time!

I feel strongly enough about this, so I should explain the situation I find myself in here: Last evening, I realised why the wee-weeing had died down so much (I think). The month before last, the nurse asked the chemist if they could take the Furesomide tablets out of the pods because I do not need them all the time. She was told, No chance, they have to go in the pods. Fair do’s, I can cope. The Carrington Pharmacy, 343-345 Mansfield Rd, Carrington, Nottingham NG5 2DA, Telephone number: 0115 960 5453, just up from the Lidl store, then took them out of this month’s pods, and I didn’t realise it. Hence, the weeing dried up, and last night I’d just taken one Fursomide tablet – (Furosemide is a type of medicine called a diuretic. (I looked all this up later) It’s used to treat high blood pressure, heart failure and oedema (a build-up of fluid in the body). It’s also sometimes used to help you pee when your kidneys aren’t working properly. Diuretics are sometimes called “water pills/tablets” because they make you pee more.)  Boy, they are good!

Fancy that, Carrington Pharmacy, 343-345 Mansfield Road, Carrington, Nottingham NG5 2DA, Telephone number: 0115 960 5453, just up from the Lidl store, lying to me again! Then, not informing me of the changed medications, that they told the nurse they could not do, either! After looking it up on Google, I find they are also for my high blood-pressure, No wonder it’s shot up this month. Grobbleknackleballs!

I wonder what the odds are that Carrington Pharmacy, 343-345 Mansfield Rd, Carrington, Nottingham NG5 2DA, Telephone number: 0115 960 5453, just up from the Lidl store, will have killed me before Christmas? Evens, I reckon at this rate!

Back to the chronological time-schedule;

Somehow or other, it was a bit of a miracle really, I got up, caught my balance, stampeded blunderingly to the wet room. Neally falling over Metal Mickey as I got the stick tangle up with my legs in a rush. But got there in time, but of course, the wee-wee was of the FFEA (Furious-Forceful-Ending-Abruptly) mode. But wisdom and experience told me to stay where I was, and I did! Sure enough, the AMD (After-Micturition-Dribbling) started a minute or so later, and went on and on for ages.

Thank you, Carrington Pharmacy. I then had the PP’s to pack ready for disposal, the spray from the wee and after dribbling too. From the wet room furniture, floor, then the weighty but flobby, body to clean up, and antisepticise the place! Get new PP’s on, dressed, and as I left to go to the kitchen.

I don’t know about doing the medications, health checks and making a brew, I felt like I’d been up for hours and was feeling so weary, I felt like going back to bed! Tsk!

However, being the brave, heroic type of man I am, I pressed on. Ahum!

I got the sphygmomanometerisationing done first. As I expected, thanks to Carrington Pharmacy, 343-345 Mansfield Road, Carrington, Nottingham NG5 2DA, Telephone number: 0115 960 5453, just up from the Lidl store, the BP SYS was even higher again today. Thunderclaps!

For some reason, the temperature was well lower than of late. I’ll think up a reason to blame Carrington Pharmacy, 343-345 Mansfield Road, Carrington, Nottingham NG5 2DA, Telephone number: 0115 960 5453, just up from the Lidl store, later. Hehehe!

Now, here’s another mind-boggler, in the shape of the next picture along on the SD card. Why did I take it? I can’t recall doing so? Perhaps it is something to do with Carrington Pharmacy, 343-345 Mansfield Road, Carrin… I’ll have to stop blaming them! Hehehe! No doubt, most likely, perhaps, maybe I’ll remember it later on, or not.

I took a snap thought the balcony window, my giving a friendly wave and smile whilst snapping it. But I had the flash on so made a mess of it.

I tried again, without the flash on, I thought it would come out better, but I’m afraid that SSS (Suddering-Shoulder-Shirley) had a go at me. So a sort of ghostly appearance showed up. Hahaha!

I got on with making a Template up, then worked away like a good un, on yesterdays blog updating. SSS kept putting an appearance in, no doubt Nicolas’s Neurotransmitters are waiting for a more inopportune time to have a crack at me, and do more damage and upsetting me. I’ve noticed that lately!

The flaming ‘Hum’ seemed very loud again. It took me a good while, but I finished the updating and posted it off to WordPress. Emailed the link. Caught up on Facebooking. Then a summoning to the Porcelain Throne arrived.

The struggle twixt Trotsky Terence and Constipation Konrad, was a one-way affair again, a 3-0 win to Konrad! Gawd-blimey it a rock-hard, painful, far bloodier, and even bigger than yesterdays dollop! Very uncomfortable.

I went to make another brew of tea, got sidelined to go back for another pee. Washed and made the brew of Thompsons Punjana tea.

I decided to get the ablutions done, just in case any of the nurses called to see me. This session was one of the bestest for a while now.

  • The split tooth was a bit sore, but it stopped after the teeth-cleaning was finished with.
  • The shaving I took extra care about after yesterday’s left the bloodied shower area looking like something out of Phycho!
  • The shaving went a lot betterer too! Only a few dropsies and two tiny nicks.
  • The shower brought on the heavy-brigade of ailments this morning. Dizzy Dennis, but his visit was very short, and I soon regained my balance.
  • Peripheral Neuropathy Pete, launched one of his involuntary right-leg Neuropathic Schuhplattler dances, but that was also short, it only lasted for a few seconds, I’say 30 at most? Nice!
  • Only one clout against the grab rail, and fortunately at that time, Nicolas’s Neurotransmitters were on strike, and I hardly felt a thing. Hahaha!
  • The left ankle blotch is clearing up, well, so is the right one too!
  • The new left wrist, whatever it is, has almost disappeared as well! I mustn’t get too excited!

  • The body is looking a little wane and pale again.
  • I even walked out after doing the medicating, freshening up, and getting dressed, without hitting or banging into anything!
  • Smug-Mode-Engaged!

I got on with the updating of this blog. The landline burst forth, it was a lady from Nottingham City Care, asking about my flu jab. I explained that I’d had it. I mentioned about the Poo getting rock-hard again, and I only had four of the Dioctyl® Poop-softeners left, none arrived with the prescriptions. She said she’ll tell Matron Jackie, for me. I thanked her muchly. ♥

Then I got the small waste bags made up and put in the large carton.

Then things went all out-of-sync like, became very confusing and panicky, mayhem-ridden, and my health took a worrying dive…

Update and part two of this Wednesday Diary to follow… I hope!

5 thoughts on “Inchcockski – Wed 11th Nov 20: Part One, The start of medical-mayhem, madness and mental maelstrom!

  1. “Astoundamigating?” You have a new action or inaction or simply a dribble. Dribbling could be “basketballizationaling”. Has the blotch moved to your wrist, also? So you will be all blotched up. You rock hard expelling hard rocks. You need more chili and Dioctyl®.

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    • I spell it as I speaks it, Tim. Dribble seems to suit me as a word. Hahaha!
      Blotchinessitis? Could that be added to the ailments do you think?
      I might have on coming in my nether regions, but it hard to photograph Hahaha!
      Cheers, Sir.

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  2. Sir Inch, your reference to Hitchcock’s (not to be confused with the more superior Inchcock) film. Quite some years ago, TV Guide provided a blurb that did not contain a spoiler. As I recall, it read thusly:
    “Young man manages a hotel while caring for his mother.”
    Hotel management is not without its challenges and the possible certainty of the unexpected. 🙂

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    • You’ve given me a taline, quote or whatever the word I’m looking ofr is, Billum. Suitable fot IT perhaps?
      Living and getting old in Woodthorpe Court, is not without its challenges and the guarnanteed certainty of the unexpected! ?

      I might work on this one.

      Thanks, cocker.

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