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Took me a lot of effort and pain on the first ~Porcelain Throne visit. Rock solid again, followed by a second evacuation of almost liquid gooey content. My eyes were too bad to do the crossword while waiting.
As for the feeling ‘Out-Of-It’ scenario, things were better up to now.
But when the Computer Blue screen came up, the fretting and semi-panicking returned instantly.
This encouraged further worry over the non-arrival of the medications or catheter bags. And the mind wanderings were all about the current day problems with an expectancy of losing the computer at any time.
The better earlier concentration, although not good in itself, crumbled after the blue screen came on… Cragknangles! Not a lot on today.
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The overworked Catheter day bag’s urine colour was just fine.
Even the inserted into little Inchie tube didn’t seem so much bother?
However… The Vitals readings were probably the highest they have been for a while. The combined two, I mean. I Was surprised at the SYS and DIA being so high again. Ah, well!
Clouds cross this found as the sun rises from behind the Woodthorpe Cell Block… I meant Woodthorpe Court flats. Hahaha!
The battery in the camera needed changing. The battery in the wall clock (the one that fell off of the wall) was changed as well.
A mid morning pouch emptying was a shock. A lot of dark red in there this time.
Carer Josef, Carer Sam, and Carer Carol-Anne attended up to now. (17:00hrs)
Afternoon view while the sun had retreated for an hour or so.
She was back later on, though, and she persevered for a while. Hello, Little Inchie is bleeding. Back in a bit… All stopped and fine now. Thatyointments stings but is of no bother to me. Ahem!
Great balls of fire! Well Feet!
The lumps and depressions! I’m glad to report that a little bit of pareidoliaing was done with this photo. Does it not look like a thumb growing on the heel of the one on the left to you? Hahaha!
Hello, the urine has gone back to a good colour again? There will be a reason for this.
If anyone knows, can you please let me know?
I’ve decided on thick vegetable soup[ for tonight’s meal. I’ll heat up one of the brown thingamabobs in the oven… I’ll get the name shortly, bread, long, thin-shaped… Oh! Baguette, that’s it! I aim to make it with plenty of gravy to soak up with the bread. I’ll add some seasonings, mayhap a little of the soya lumps too. Slurp!
Above is the dreaded blue screen that came up on the computer. Argh!
Decent nosh under the circumstances.
Those include being miffed and pissed off. Worried, in pain and suffering from lack of sleep.
Don’t know why I said that; it’s all everyday stuff for me.
TTFN
You did have quite a spike in the BP. Rough times continue. Decent looking food despite it all.
Cheers, Tim.
Went down well tha did.
BP eased today.
Struggling fetching water to refill the WC tank. But… No Accifauxpas with it today! I was lucky – Did I say that? Hahaha!
Keep well, best to all.
Vladimir is becoming more isolated in the vast buildings of the Kremlin every day now. Perhaps he is already in Mar-A-Lago with Mr. T? Wer weiss?
Your BP numbers are looking fantastic, kind Sir! Keep up the great work.
Happy Easter to all and each in the Greater Windthorpe Vicinity. 🙂 <3
Billum & Petal
Oh, Billum, That thought could turn out to be a Union of Disunion & bigger threat than ever?
Hope you’re clan have a peaceful restful Easter. ♥
Gentle ether-hug for HRH, and Salute to you for coping, mate!
Hello my friend! I can only see the upper half of this message. I hope it transfers all the way when you read it! I feel for you my dear. Don’t fret as much about the sensation of losing your focus or drifting. I have had that in varying degree since I be came wel, what do we call it? Borrowed time syndrome! Haha! We are still here and we have love from and for each other, and someone who wants us to stick around! I am glad you take all this drama the way you do. There are many who would not be able to cope. You are a real tower or strength. When you consider all you cope with as a normal part of life, there are very few who could hold a candle to you! I am fretful about appointments and even fun things. I tend to consider If I can get places while not doing damage to myself or not being able to breathe easily. I know I have my wheel chair, but since I CAN walk, I try to. Then I am laid up for days with very swollen legs.
I’m on my third round of antibiotics for UTI within the past 5 months! I think my post cancer mesh is the culprit, plus a need for some reconstruction! I have to remind myself how dangled lucky I am to be able to get any care I need. I need a plastic surgeon but I’ve been turned away so much because of my medical history that I’m afraid to even begin looking for a surgeon. It’s PTSD from the horrible cancer center fiasco in 2019 and 2020. Lock down happened just as I lost the drain in my lymph destruction zone! I was glad! Haha I don’t know how you cope with that catheter but Billums had a cholostomy for 18 years, now Alan has one and he was 42 when it happened. The good thing is the disease that caused it was bipassed with the procedure so the pain and illness that was a daily thing cleared up by not being used! You will get better with that attached bag too. I applaud your courage and good humor, and also send you loving snugs and warm embraces for the heart of you that needs what is hardest of all to get sometimes: friendship and compassion. You deserve all the love we send you sweetie! Crowell Castle will do it’s best to reach through the ether to share virtual power to your sad WiFi! If I didn’t have my streaming entertainment, I would be unhappy, but probably a lot more productive! Haha. I must lie down for enforced recuperation, so Doc Martin is making that bed rest enjoyable! I have to drink some more water. My urine is not as clear as it should be! Let’s keep drinking water my Inchie! Tea, cola, are okay but water is what we must infuse!
Hi, HRH my Lisa-Petal ♥
Your walking while and when you can does you proud, Lisa-Angel. I’ve a little old battered but still working three-wheeler walker with a little bag on it, I’d be lost without it. Notthat I have been out for ages now. The medical appointment are just not coming in for me.
My legs keep coming up and going down, sometimes within a day? The cramps ;eave them looking like the moon surface at times. Hehe!
I feel for you my love… most nights, Hehehe! ♥
They were, going to give me (Can’t rememebr the name), a plastic bladder, but they changed their minds when the surgeon looked at my history. Too risky with being on Warfarin, and I’m too old to risk it. The tablets that ~I was told were at the chemist awaiting being picked up by the carers, over three weeks ago, have arrived. Part of last motnhs prescription came – but I’m out of Codeines and Simvastins. No one seems bothered when I mention it. The Warfarin has only one packet left, just started, a complete, confusing mess. I can’t keep up with it. Oh, the night catheter pouches arrived at last (four weeks after I ran out).
You hit it on the nail with lack friendship and compassion, my love. ♥ I can’t join in the social gatherings at the flats… well, I daren’t. If the bag leaked, or ~i needed to empty it, I’d never get to a toilet in time from the TV/games room. They are offering day trips to the coast this year – but sat in a minibus for two hours with the catheter and bouncing about pulling the tube… no can’t risk that. But I’d love to able to.
I think watching Doc Martin is like a medicine of sorts, Petal?
Let’s keep drinking water – very wise my Petal. I have many many bottle of spring water and Tonic water in stock. Nurse told me a minmum of three litres daily is required. When I first went on the catheter and had to start drinking, they cost 59p, now they are 92p. The wholemeal cobs were two for £1, now 99p each. The cost of foods are rising so much, food kitchens are making a comeback here.
The vitals are up and down all the time, and I’m not even sure what medications I have taken or missed. The carers give me the pot each call, and I~ imbibe them… never certain if they are right or not. Certainly no codeines though… weekend and bank holiday, no one to ring for help?
The Water Closet is not filling up, so I have to refill it with water from the kitchen in a bucket, three trips fills the tank. But walking with a bowl of water, and a walking stick is not very good – one day I dropped the bowl, cost me over an hour trying to clean the mess up.
And hte evacuations have been hard, solid for all week – this morning I’ve been three times in an hour – and Trotsky Terence ruled the roost! Haha! I was worn out with all the to and frowing with the water – it’s calmed down a bit now (fingers crossed) he says.
Bless you all for caring. ♥♥♥