INCHIE TODAY: Monday 30th January 2023

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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.

Carer RichardArrived and to the day one.
Checked the taps and stove, then took the waste bags for me.

I’m Shattered!