INCHIE TODAY: Tuesday 11th April 2023

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Found this little gem above on the web…
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A day of great disappointments and frustrations
The Throne visits again in control of Trotsky Terence, which meant hours spent filling the bowl with water from the kitchen to refill the WC tank that is not refilling on its own. I’ll not mention owt about the telling-off and final warning. The catheter bag’s valve opened on its own accord. Hours spent cleaning up the carpet and freshening things. Then the dreaded Blue Screen returned on the computer. No idea how I got it going again… but it’s not a happy computer at all. Told me to reinstall Windows! Not the foggiest idea of how to do it, and didn’t have the original password for when the computer was first activated, so couldn’t even try! I’m lost here, just waiting for the final death knell to come. EQ tells me it’s on the way. Then I slipped on the plastic sheet I’d put down on the wet-cleaned carpet and hit my chin on the cabinet on the way down. Getting up was not easy. Ten minutes ago, I dropped my pen at my feet. Could I find it? No! Got the torch and went down on one knee – HA! Great… ~I’d forgotten about the damned catheter bag, and I thought I’d been lucky it had not burst. Searched for the pen with the torch, but no sign of it, then again with my eyes? As I got up… I realised that the valve was open again, and wee-wee was trickling down the leg into the slipper again! So, no time for owt fancy, here’s all I had time for, bunging the photos on, and that took me until gone midnight! Grumph!
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Sunday.
Constantly refilling.

Carer Sam returned the laundry for me and put it away. Bless her.

Asda Delivery.
No Galaxy chocolates for the gals, no daffodils, no hocks and the flipping kitchen towels have gone up for the third time this year! Huh!

Urine was back to a good shade!.

This is where I must have caught the catheter valve.

The seasonings look well stocked.

Late nosh. Carer arrived as I plated the nosh.
She added the night bag, gave me medications
and left me to eat the meal. Bless her!
Not brilliantly baked spuds, but the vegan sausages
tasted great. The peas and beetroot were fine. But
the tomatoes were a letdown, really bitter.
Taste-Rating: 6.6/10.

And to finish…
🎵 I thank the Lord, that I possess…
more than my share of happiness! 🎵

TTFN