Inchie: Monday 12th June 2023

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I was determined to ruin my plans to catch up on the much-missed sleep. And he did! However, thankfully the odd dream of the night before did not return to haunt me with my past wrong decisions, failed plans, missed opportunities and many errors.

At 04:00hrs, I considered giving up and getting up. As I Decided to get the ablutions done early, I drifted off into kip. I was rudely disturbed by the usual jolting and jerking awake session, which I thought had put paid to any more sleep being possible. But, No! Before I knew it, I was back in the land of nod again! At 05:30hrs, The jolts returned with a vengeance. I’m not sure how I stayed in the second-hand, £300, c1968, overwhelmingly sickening beige coloured, tatty, uncomfortable, wobbly, germ-producing, falling to pieces, food residue collecting recliner; but I had an aching back and shoulder from something… tossing about I suppose, but I recall no dreaming at all? 
Once again, while planning the day ahead, I found myself asleep. At 06:00hrs, I woke up almost normally; with no agitation of the mind or jumping about.
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s night pouch was not
very full.
A smidge disappointing that was. But it was a good colour on the NHS Urine listing card, classed as grade three – A Healthy Wee!
Cleaned the room from the nocturnal nibblings of the night. (I wish I could remember eating them!) By the time I’d got into the wet room, a slight diversion was called for, as so often occurs; the need to use the arose.
I think that was losing his grip on the rear-end proceedings. A little messy this morning. I can sense that is making a comeback; I thought I was passing more wind last night.
I tackled hauling buckets and bowls of water devon the kitchenette to the wet room to refill the still-awaiting repair W.C. water tank and the not running cold water tap. Needless to say, I was not pleased. So when I got the refilling and wet room tidied up, I Took one of the Extra Strong Ipobrufen capsules to calm Brenda down a bit. Got the washing done and noticed the feet were still a smidge swollen. But of little bother.

Took a shot of the morning view from the window, some pretty houses locally.
And good news, last month’s figures tell me only four of them in view were broken into! Mind you, one was a recipient of the police drug rain, and another had an unmown reason for the bobbies calling and the took away a man and woman.

I got the computer on, and immediately… well, within a minute… Yes, once more the Liberty-Global, Virgin Media fails!
But Gobsmackingly, it came back on within a minute!

I had an email about the MyFood Den delivery; it looked, according to the tracker, that it could be here anytime soon.
I stopped on the computers and got my feet in a bowl of water. Heck of a difficult job getting them up or me down to dry them. I felt properly tired afterwards. showed contempt in the usual painful way that she has.

the parcel arrived. Dropped in the doorway and off the driver Chappy trotted.
Got the knife to open the well-protected goods within.

Well, as I put them away, I was tempted to try something on the order that I’d never had before. “Caviar”! Well, when I say Caviar… it wasn’t.
The cheapest jar on offer was £269.40! This was actually an ‘Imitation Caviar’, much more my price range at £2.89.
I’ve no idea what to have with it, or how to eat it. I’ll learn!
Went on the balcony to have a nosey at the end car park.
Then, in the front car park.
Billum, of The Manor Laboratories in the U.S. of A keeps a record of the colours of the vehicles and gives an insight into who drives what. Hehe! I did notice that there seems to be a more varied selection this morning. Monday visitors, mayhap?
While waiting for the service from Liberty-Global Virgin Media to return, I tried to check under the feet – but getting them high enough was a feat I could not beat.

The urine was not passing very well, especially as I am drinking water like it was going out of fashion.
Over the next four hours or so, I persisted with the blog and got yesterday’s finished and posted off.
Carer Carol-Anne arrived. We had a natter, and I had another painkiller, and she got the eye drops in for me.

I got the beans and veg stew going, and put some small potatoes to roast in the oven to go in the stew, casserole whatever it was I was making.

A possibility of a sunset tonight, methinks, judging by the cloud layers and shapes. Of course, I could be wrong. A rarity, I know.
I then got a landline call come in.
It was from EasyLink. And it caused a bit of a mild panic, that took up over two hours trying to sort out… I’ll explain
. But we all know that I need not have mentioned it, really.

The chap was confirming the lift being arranged for tomorrow’s visit for the cataract and cornea checks and discussion. He said pick-up would have to be earlier than planned… It didn’t help with me forgetting what time the lift and appointment were arranged for in the first place! 14:00hrs lift, picking up to bring home from the EENT hospital at 16:40hrs. I thanked him, and had a look at the calendar – Oh, dear!
What started as feeling uncomfortable developed into a panic, then almost full-blown hysteria! .

Could I find the original appointment letter? No! I couldn’t find it where I knew I’d left it – in a pile of letters on the Carers table. Well, spent an aeon searching for it.
Not in the three-wheeler-walker trolley. Not in any of the folders (going through them took me an hour without any luck); The drawers one by one. The junk room, even the wet room!
I got the nosh going, thinking a change of thought pattern might still be something memory-wise to trigger.
But no luck!

I tried making a start on this blog.
Sister Jane called. Hard hearing her words, but she does talk so fast. I’m just glad she called; we had a bit of harking back to the younger days. I enjoyed it, and it calmed me down nicely.
Enough for me to try another search for the letter. I started at the first pile of correspondence I tried where I was so sure I’d put the letter…

There it was, the fifth letter down the stack. . Hehe!

Mealtime:
Soya chunks, a can of chunky vegetable soup, beetroots and a can of garden peas added to the mixture. As I was serving up the feast on the tray, Carer Chris arrived. I pulled his leg about him always arriving when I was serving up or eating a meal. Gave him a laugh!
He got the eye drops in and got the night pouch added to the day pouch. I’d put the meal in the microwave to reheat it, and we had a thunderstorm.
It didn’t last long. Carer Chris got some photos for himself from the balcony taken. I managed to get just this one through the balcony windows. It freshened the air up afterwards. Thanked him and off he went.
The meal being in the microwave didn’t do it any favours flavour-wise. Taste: 5/10.

TTFN