Day: 18 June 2023

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Thoughts on this Saltus Saturday

The new eye drops procedure is going to be interesting, challenging, and frustrating. What with me now taking over two hours to get the ablutions done. Difficulty in judging the 5 minutes- wait between first drops going in the eye. I suggested getting the drops in first, then, using the five minutes before putting in the second, and getting the medications given

Again, and again, it was horrendous!
With so little sleep over the last two nights, my fatigue came on so early. New pains coming from my stomach were irritating in my worn-out condition. Carer Chris said I must call my doctor. Who by then was closed. The day started so well, too. Although the mini-shakes, I assume courtesy of my old friend and ailment .  was a worry all day as well. Either no urine coming out, or a flood, then back to nowt! And, I had to keep wiping the on both legs and the ankle of the left one. The legs changed so quickly from waterfilled to skinny, and so often, it was unbelievable! So very little computing got done.
Sorry about the rushing, but I’ll do it in shorthand, so to speak, in hopes of getting some sleep. Oh, that almost rhymed!.

What bit of urine got into the night bag, was a definite 7 on the Richter scale. I mean the NHS card.

My legs not looking too bad at this time.

Of to the wet room for the , oh. and the .
Getting the water was almost crippling.
was really getting at me.
I took two extra painkillers later.
The cold water tap was still not working in the wet room. And yet again, I forgot to clean my teeth in the kitchen.
The only decentish photo of the little & large legs.
All done.

Liberty-Global Internet was off and on all day. It’ll save time and not mention the crude, ignorant profit-seeking, shadowy, sortilege-spouting, figure-distorting sorcery, ensorcellment-ensuring, con artist of a sham company.

Got in a bit of a state when I started getting tired.
The , , and repeated eye drops confusion was baffling me now.

Medical Photo Record

Water Papules leaking

Catheter problems kept returning on & off.
Concentration shot to pieces now.

Twixt my man-breasts and bulging urine filled-stomach.

Carer Chris called three times and a new gal once.
were scary.

Oh, I misspelt double there, Tsk!

Back in the morning, I hope!

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The feet and legs seem to be changing several times a day?
The left leg is thick, and the right one’s skinny now.

Got the nosh prepared.
It looked grand!
Surely, thought I. A safe bet, just tomatoes with basil.
But, No! Not so!
Not tasteless, but the flavour was reminiscent of medications and drugs I took after the heart operation? Mayhap the new eye drops causing this?
If so, I’ve got two months of nasty-tasting meals ahead of me!

Washed the pots and took this snap. Carer Chris called, eye drops were done, medications were given, and Phorpain gelled my back for me.

After four hours, two hours and a three-hour night of sleep, surely tonight must get me caught up. I shall be settling into the c1966. charity shop bought, second-hand, wincingly grotty, beige coloured, not working, crumb-covered from the nocturnal nibblings, itch-making, uncomfortable, virus breeding, easy-to-fall-out-of, recliner earlier this time.
Hoping for some kind attention from Sweet Morpheus.

Evening all!