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The pains from the left hip were the worst ever. Thus my concentration and mistakes were at a maximum, likely the worst ever suffered as well. The mind was all over the place, in utter confusion at times, especially when the eyes kept going… well, how to describe it, I’m not sure. I kept going into a sort of hazy dizziness mode and had to stop whatever I was doing. (apart from when on the Porcelain Throne) Ha-ha!
The hip grave way a couple of times, but I didn’t have any tumbles, although it was a close call each time.
I right this moaning, whinging paragraph, hoping that people I thought were checking on my health, seem noticeably absent these last few months. Not the Carers. The falls team, Social Services, and District Nurses seem to have either given up on me or are fed up with me. Can’t blame them. Hehe! Four falls in four days I would have prompted a response, then they may have spotted the hip problem I’m suffering with. The Doctor sent me a letter telling me to book a flu shot. Surely she knows how immobile I am?  
The change in the date of the cataract procedures has put me in the right pickle. Changing the lift arrangements with Easy-Link will likely prove impossible. Taxi lifts are just too painful to get into and out of. So it looks like a bus and then a tram each way for me. Which will mean more discomfort and agony from the hip, from the hobbling about?
No time to do a proper blog today. So a short one it will be.
Thank heaven I took some photos earlier in the day before I lost it mentally & physically. They helped prompt my already confused, panicky mind and memory.
Just feeling a tad sorry for myself – Tsk! Poor old twit!

My night pouch colour was better.

Legs & feet are much easier!

Misty Morning, through the balcony glass.

A rarity here – a breakfast.

Managed to get the left slipper on, but gave up after 25 minutes of struggling and failing to get the right one on.

Another cock-up was made. I would have sworn I ordered the Iceland order for next Tuesday, I think I remember checking that I had, but still got it wrong… it arrived this morning

A mega-full fridge now!

Set about getting the spuds in the crock pot.

Had a meal that I don’t recall being very tasty.

Then, the Mind-Blank episode.
During this, I had a carer call that I know nor remember anything about other than. But they had signed the book.
A smidgen worrying these are, but I’ve told the Doctor, who seems to think I have to expect these things when getting older, so nowt was done to relieve the situation. Understandably!

The last photo was taken.
Not sure why or when.
Always, I get wearier. tired, and the ailments seem more serious as the latter part of the day arrives.

That’s all I’ve got,
Which is not a lot,
There must be such a lot…
that I have forgot!
What can Do to better my lot?
I’ll have a sniff of the gluepot?
Hahaha!