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Nearly midnight now.
Another gruelling day – pain & confusion.
No notes at all. I’ll do my bestest.
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Carer Sharon called; she cheered me up a smidge.
Mini-natter waste bags taken.
Took this shot and got the pots washed.
Seasoned the spuds. Not had them yet!
Catheter tubing is very uncomfortable…
No, bloody painful!
Seems to be filling up better today…
Checked with a magnifier…
They were sell-by today’s date.
Still, they said they didn’t charge me.
Blimey, the bag was spilling again…
Blood in the urine again.
Carer Kara called. She said she’s going on her holiday
so will not see me for a fortnight. Sad!
I’ll miss her wit and help.
Made an Asda order for next week.
Little Inchy bleeding away, and no
Oh, and painful!
Mind you, come think of it, applying
the ointment is not nice. Hehe!
At least I have some capsules to take.
Gotten Himmel & Flipping ‘eck…
Well, early morning here again.
Going to get summat to eat with the potatoes,
and then get my head down…
Then ten minutes later, another unknown one arrived to do a courtesy visit.
But no one to fit the
Still, I can make a meal now without carrying the bag around with me.
Bit of a silver lining there?
I must remember to check the bag each time I wake up during what’s left of the night. I usually do keep waking up regularly, so it should be no bother. As long as I remember to check it.
♫ Food, Glorious Food ♫
Off to get it made. Back in the morning… I hope. Hehehe!