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Another horrendous day...
CATHETER-WISE
06:20hrs: Woke and removed the Catheter Night Pouch.
And well-bloodied it was. Tummy ache.
Amazed at how many times the photos of the Catheter Bags seemed to have faces, figures of animals, and other objects on them.
Can you see the mousse in this one?
I’m worried about the pains still coming from the guts and Little Inchie. And, of course, the thick blood in the urine.
Emptied the Night Catheter bag in the WC.
Took this photo when making a mug of tea.
Carer Richard arrived, and he got the medications given to me. Told him about the blood in the urines again and how it was even redder than yesterday… or less brown, mayhap.
The blood coming into the Day bag seemed thicker than ever?
Back to the Wet Room to use the Porcelain Throne.
Found that the bleeding from Little Inchies Fungal Lesion was worse than ever before. The tube was tugging at it. I imagine.
The Co-op delivery arrived.
Not a lot this time.
Yee Gods!
The Day Pouch had filled up already, and I’d not been drinking the water, cause I was sorting the food out? Better get it empties…
The overloaded pouch only let me release a tiny drop of blood & urine.
Then the release valve seemed to stop working!
I could be in trouble here cause the bag is so full will only block the bladder with the stake blood in it. No wonder I had a tummy ache! I tried to ring the Meridian Office, but no answers to the three calls I made.
So, I called the District Nurse’s number. As I was explaining my problem…
The bloody valve in the catheter opened itself…
Blood and urine-soaked slippers, socks, and feet, as well as over the carpet. What a state I got into cleaning it up… well, trying to!
You can see the blood clot in the above picture that shot out first.
followed by a torrent of urine & blood. Argh!
The lady at the District Nurses HQ said she was sending someone around to take a look at things for me and rang off.
I continued to try and get myself, and the place cleaned up. But the stretching and bending, even though I was using kitchen towels wrapped around the picker-upperer, started Back-Pain-Brenda, Anne Gyna, the Mystery Rib Pains, Shuddering-Shoulder-Shirley and a lengthy Dizzy Dennis attack off. I was not in a good state at that moment.
Half an hour later, I was washing the wee-wee bucket. and a nurse arrived, a pretty nurse, too. I was in a bit of a state panic-wise, so didn’t get her name… or maybe I did but forgot it. Yes, that sounds likely to me!
The nurse listened while I told her the sequence of events. Took a photo of the blood clot and date on the guilty pouch. Most annoyed at the Catheter Pouch being changed, asked me if they knew (Carers, I imagine) that the bag must be changed every seven days. That’s what it is designed for, no longer; seven days is the limit permitted. Doreen Dementia intervened, and I could not answer her. The pains were not helping me to concentrate. She told me to ring if had any other problems.
An interesting photo here. No idea what it’s of. Hehe!
Gotten Himmel! The new bag filled up quickly again.
Emptied the pouch.
Took a snap of the much-missed-visiting tree copse.
I see an image in this picture of the day bag. Can you?
This one reminded me of Telstar.
The new shape of the pouches was noted.
No faces or images were seen.
Back to the Porcelain Throne.
Wearing the just emptied day bag.
The blood flowing in looked like veins. Haha!
The bag keeps filling up so quickly?
An hour after emptying it.
Carer Sam arrived on a safety visit. Later, Carer Kara arrived for the late medicationalisationings. We had a quick natter, she was very busy.
Carer Richard came for the late check. He got the night bag fitted.
I pressed on with this blog until around 02:00hrs.
Then got my head down.
Back in the morning – Hopefully.
Arrived and 
to the day one.
Checked the taps and stove, then took the waste bags for me.
I’m Shattered!
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and produced a 
, that had me over – but I fell on the two bags of laundry that has not been collected. I’m glad they were days late now. Hehehe!
around ten times! And the blood in it was far less than yesterday’s was.
attaching did not take place. No Carer arrived to attach it for me. I believe they were struggling with staffing problems and possibly the hospitalisationing of another tenant. No bother, I kept waking up overnight anyway, and I remembered to check the small day bag each time. Emptied it three times. No sweat!
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arrived as I was making a brew. Got the medications sorted, and he helped me ready the bin bags for him to take. Said how busy he was.
I left the hot water tap running again!
and cobblers!
then 
Late morning view.
Hyper-One Again.
Catheter emptying. Nice and like colour this moring.
Magnificent Sunsetting this evening!
Catheter is ready for emptying.
Sunset bying down…
Eerie colours changing…
Still beautiful…
A minute later, the last blast from the dying sun…
That’s a better piccy.
Started emptying it – rich red blood…
Looks to be thinning at the end…
Almost bubbling now? Can you see a cat’s face in there?
arrived.
But, oh so slowly.
Fifteen minutes later, the fryer gave out a ping that, luckily, I was in the kitchen to hear. What an alarm timer with one ping, and that was my lot
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Only a bit of blood in the first pouch emptied.
Got the slow cooker warming up.
Sunshine, the only burst all day.
Fifth bag emptying of the day.
An hour and a half later…
Iceland delivery.
Amazed to see some bread rolls.
Plenty of from in the fridge still.
I went on my fifth visit to the Porcelain Throne.
Another bag-clearing episode.
to use. Hard work using tissues alone.
Throne evacuations are still incredibly messy.
The catheter bag has filled again!
I did get a different Carer call earlier, in mistake for going to Neighbour Josie. Not that it mattered in the slightest.
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I was trying to catch the seagulls but didn’t so too well.
The blood flowed again in the evening.
Better get summat to eat. I’ve revived the burnt
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I resuscitated the leftover chilli from last night and added a can of cheap baked beans to it and four ersatz sausages, and some tomato passata. Some BBQ sauces were stirred into the mix, and it tasted grand. I had the last two cobs, no bread left now. 
But only temporarily. I’ll find out in the morning if they arrive or not.
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Took this to catch the shadow of the flats.
The mist thickened l
Got a pot of porridge out and put it on the counter to remind me next time I make a cuppa, to have it for a late breakie. Hehe!
Took this shot of Chestnut Way.
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I ate most of it. Hahaha!
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. My fingers are crossed on that one as well! 
Computer problems
No idea why I took these two?
The Famously Crap Internet is down…
Not weeing much?
Hopefully, it will come.
Got the dishes washed, and I took this picture of the
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arose. So, I meandered to the wet room
With it being such a small day bag, the smallest ever used; I was concerned that if I failed to check it, an 
could well happen, and the overfilled bag may burst?
I am!
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now. The bag was really heavy and stretched.
for me. Ah, so much less painful now! I thanked her.
I took this picture and then carried on doing yesterday’s blog.
I took this photo.
arrived. Gave me the evening medications, and we had a little natter and laugh.
I thought I heard knocking on the door and found on the floor underneath the letterbox some Ibuprofen and Paracetamol.
Arrived, theoretically, to attach the 
Evening night shot from the kitchen window.
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Bit of blood in the overnight Catheter pouch.
Caught a seagull launching off of a lamplight.
Down in the elevator, along the link passage through.
Started what turned out to be a bad idea.
Every step was agony. Due to the darned
. I could feel it bleeding, and it
I eventually got over the crest of the hill. I had
Within 10 seconds of my arrival at the surgery, Doctor Vindla came to fetch me into the consulting room. 
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know that” Thank you.
interfering with my memory again?
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Up to the bus stop. Caught the bus.
Went into Winchester Court and through the link passage into Winwood Court. Not many folks around?
To let them know I was back in situ.
The tiny pouch 
But forgot to go in to check if any painkillers may have been sent electronically from the Doctor to the chemist. But I expect it had not been sent, anyway. I wonder if the Doctors get a bonus for everyone they get to join the DO NOT RESUSCITATE brigade? Hehehe!
Mayhap if they can save on not resuscitating… 
Very nice.
Arrived. Sorry I just can’t remember who it was.
Must have been a reason, I suppose?
to the 
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Messy kitchen.
Messy kitchen with the light switched on.
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called, the catheter day bag, after being emptied half an hour before, was at bursting point! It’s getting that red tinge to it again it. 
Yet three hours later, this is all it had amassed?
As I settled to get the early meal, having abandoned blogging.
. I got the packaging from the waste bin and used the magnifying glass to find and see the use-by date… Ahem! 
: Dropped the olive oil bottle, didn’t break, but me took ages to clear it up, and then 
started!
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, were kind to me, too! 
only toyed with me for a minute or two. And 
‘s visit was the shortest ever! No shower power box head-butting, and NO TUMBLES!
Arrived as I was finishing getting dressed and preparing things to take with me to the doctor’s visit. He got the medications given to me and 
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Fait dollop of wee in the night catheter.
Terrible morning view photo.
The light bulb needed changing.
Ah, that’s better. Thank you.
Carer Richard’s donated minder whiteboard.
Cor, the little day catheter bag filled up quickly.
An hour later, again!
Then the wee-weeing stopped?
Evening meal, not bad.
Followed by a pot of porridge.
Woken by Carer Carole-Anne.