INCHIE: Monday 26th June 2023

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Another testing day. The new ailment, the left side of the rib cage, comes and goes, but, always pains me when I stand up, sit down, twist the torso, bend down or stretch out, up or down. Cough, sneeze or any sharp intake of breaths. It’s pot-luck at all other times. However, contrariwise, the good news, nay… the great news, is that the left leg hasn’t failed me once today (22:00hrs). So, the first day in five, that I have been tumble-less! Furthermore, for the first time in many months of daily agony from , she has calmed down tremendously!
Only one from the right leg…  Talking about legs,
The left one has shrunk a lot this morning. Neither , or the lesions have squirted anything!
And another thing, no cuts shaving! Of course, the fact that I didn’t have a shave might have influenced that. Hehe!
REPEATEDLY
It was down that often; it was 17:00hrs before I made a start on this blog!.
So, a quicky today, folks.

07:25hrs: I was still asleep when Carer Richard arrived, and was unsure of all that happened. Other than he took off the night pouch, issued the drops, then the medications, followed by the second drops: I hope I didn’t miss summat important what he said.

As I gingerly rose from the for once comforting rest of the £300, second-hand, musty, Haemorrhoid Harold Testing, cringingly beige, crumb-covered, not-working, rickety recline, caught my balance and responded to call to the , on my way out en route to the wet room…
I managed to catch my foot on , dropped , and gave myself a nasty as per, right on the ingrowing toenail.
I smiled and carried on to the .

Well, that was a no-go, literally. Rock Solid! No movement at all! As usual on these occasions, I had a go at the crossword book, put on the reading glasses and managed easily enough to read the clues and get some answers. However, I realised I’d been in there for far too long, and nothing but the odd bit of wind was still evacuated. I gave up! I’ve still not been and passed!

Back to the main room.
A smidgeon of guilt arose when I saw the contents of the waste bin near the recliner.
Noticed that the legs had deflated a good bit; nice!

Also, the marks on the chest were clearing up.
It’s worrying all this good luck, you know!

I got the computer on, but not the Oligarchs’ internet.

I did work on the Ode, then titivated some graphics I was working on yesterday for an hour or so. Mr Fries must have made a mistake; the internet came back on! Some poor bugger will get the blame for this!

It stayed on for ten minutes or so.

I rushed to finish the Sunday blog, but it was no good.
Fancy That!

The carer arrived, and usual tending-toos were carried out. We Had a laugh for a minute or two. A bit of mutual leg-pulling.

No internet again, so I took photos of the sky.
Surely someone can see what I did in these clouds.
Highly Pareidoliaiable.

The Smoke & Mirror mob, (someone who draws attention away from often embarrassing or unpleasant figures or issues, usually for self-gain), is, if nothing, consistent.  Three minutes after the connection returned…

I then got back on the word listings for the odes.
A mistake this was… after two hours, the Carer Chris called, and after he’d done me, I went back on the work listing using Excel and CorelDraw… for another hour!

Got the internet back on. An hour later…

Good Heavens, it came back on minutes later!

And stayed dedicated to finishing the Sunday blog. And stayed on while did it!
Heads will probably roll for this!.
I made a start on this blog…

Well-miffed! I decided to have a nibble and made a pot of cheesy instant potatoes.
I live a life of luxury!

Did some work on CorelDraw.
Internet back on, I took the opportunity to change the Asda order I’d done. Well, I realised that they were going to charge me £4.50 for delivery of it. It seems they have changed the cheapest delivery pass, the one I have, and used to cover Mon, Tue, Wed & Thurs, and removed the Monday option. So I changed the date to Tuesday. Shame, cause I’ve still not got any bread. Hehehe!

Evening Carer Chris arrived in a bit of a hurry, bless him. He got me seen to, but left the night pouch to me, as I asked him to, so I’m not cooking at 02:00hrs with the added danger of the night bag carrying and the long tube tripping over.

I noticed the wonderful evening sky had gone brown and took this snap of it. Bootiful, I thought!

Got some potatoes in the oven cooking, I was going to have some faux sausages, but not without bread. I’ll have a look and see what I’ve got in the cupboard and fridge.

I fell asleep and burnt them!

TTFN