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05:00hrs: Woke, and almost in auto-mode, emptied the catheter pouch. Noticing that the colour was not so healthy-looking today.
Which was so pongy and under the complete control of 
. Gooey, smelly, messy, almost Karki coloured with a wet straw texture?
Emptied the night bag.
Not much wee-weeing being done? Seems off checking the bag to see if you’ve pee’d much. Hahaha!
The Iceland delivery arrived.
The fridge & Freezer look fuller now…
Cupboard too…
Accidental shot here.
I’m good at these…
Reserved for the next time, I run out of food.
. Arrived, sadly, his last call of the week. Boy, was he shattered! Yawning frequently, a few times I had to check he’d not nodded off!
Only joking! I’d changed the night bag when I was doing the ablutions. Richard had a look to make sure all was well with it. Got the medicines sorted and assured me that someone was going to look into the should I Take -Warfarin-or Not senior for me today. Hat a little chin-wag, but the lad was so tired, I did not keep him from his much-needed bed. He went saying he’d have a word in the office before he left. Bless his Cotton-Socks!
Emptied the Catheter pouch and did some cleaning in the kitchenette.
Off to the 
again. Same scenario, messy!
Made a much-delayed start to blogging.
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MERIDIAN’s TINA & LISA TO THE RESCUE
Came with the confirmation that I can take the Warfarin okay tonight. ♥
Wonderful, it’s a shame it’s taken eight failed attempts to get an answer.
I was tickled pink! Well, figuratively?
Tina had done what no one else could and got an answer. Thanks, Tina!
went through the lift bookings making sure I’d got it right. Checked th e list of things I have to take with me and got them into the three-wheeled walker in the folder for me, ready for in the morning. ♥ Now awaiting the evening carer to arrive; confident that I can take the Warfarin tonight without worrying about it. Great!
I planned the evening meal. Potato Rostis, garden peas and bacon lardies… no, I’d better not. The Caramelised mini pork pies have a lot shorter date on them. So I’d better have them first. Did you note that? I remembered something… Ahem, it’s nothing, I remembered something in… I forget when now.
It’s nice and peaceful now the maintenance lads have gone home.
Caramelised Pies (just gone up by 25p at Asda) – Garden peas with added basil – Wholemeal (just gone up by 40p at Asda), baps – Tomatoes – & Tasty (just gone up by 40p at Asda), Potato Rostis.
Flavour Rating: 7/10.
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At this time, I got my head down…
Still confused and with a frown…
Forgot to put on my dressing gown…
Got up 4 times – for the Porcelain Throne!
Stubbed my toe, the nail that’s ingrown,
Hello, the Throne again; well, I’ll be blown!
Diarhorrea style, stinking pheromone…
The catheter straps were all strewn…
Made a brew & photo’d the moon!
Evening All!
Now I am wondering if A Clockwork Orange might have understated matters in Britain. Anthony Burgess would be shaking his head. It’s the sheer overkill (literally) of these attackers that gnaws at me. A “can’t look away” kind of image, innit?
Richard is a critical part of your care, so sad that he is also downtrodden as well.
Putin is so deeply hiding in the Kremlin, who knows what will come next. Hoping he simply implodes.
Glad that they worked the Warfarin angle out. You need all the help you can get right now, mate!
A “can’t look away” kind of image, innit?
Hoping he simply implodes. (Putin)
Words there one has to agree with, Sir Billum!
Got confirmation today – The bladder is Big-C Free! YeeHaa! But they are keeping the night & day catheters on for another 30 days… Ah, Well!
A locum Doctor this morning, Bill. She jad colourful tatoos, a mini-skirt just about on, and loked like she should be at school. When I told her all about the rib pains, she said, “Oh I am sorry…” Then started talking about the urine tract and gave me a prescription for some mor antibiotics. Somehow we never tackled the moving pains problem? Well, she take a blood sample for testing, from the catheter, and spilt some on the floor and my shoes and socks.
This new breed of Doctors over here, are scary. Hahaha!
Aparently, unless she was pulling my leg, my Doc is off with Covid.
The Carers who change the night bag, said they have no night bags… came up and found some on their desk, but thast was a day bag, however, I saw a carrier bag under the desk and pointed it out, that held the night bags.
Still, she got the photos to load on WordPress for me. A good gal is Kara.
Now, for the newd of the day Santar-Ha! style (Not really) – Twixt 23:45hrs and 00:22hrs, I used the Porcelain Throne – eight-times, mate!
I can feel another one coming on at this moment. Sticky, gooey, wet… Talking of that, is Red-Wig definitely barred from standing this time, Billum?
Love to all at the Manor Laboratories. My bestest wishes for medicalisational success for HRH and yourself. ♥
Oh, Santar-Ha!