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WEDNESDAY 26th JULY 2023

This morning was one of my betterer ones. Why? I’m not sure, but then again, my being unsure, uncertain, unsettled, and unconvinced of my own plans, thoughts, intentions, desires, needs, wants, cravings, emotions or intentions, is nothing new. A degree of semi-perkiness filtered through at first. I lay there on the £300, second-hand, most uncomfortable,  decrepit, Haemorrhoid Harold-testing, creaking, sleep-deterring, nauseatingly beige-coloured, not-working, recliner, with a lack of frustration and depression. Enjoying this lack of worry and fear for a few moments.
I took a photo of the good colour of the night pouch urine. This respite ended when an ailment I’d not suffered for many weeks arose: A , which soon changed my mood. The leg fell off of the chair, clunking down into the drip tray and night, as the once-attached day bag on , falling down to my ankle, straps breaking apart! Skullgranglebonks! What a mess I had to sort out! I reckon it took me an hour to sort things out.
The night pouch attached to the urine in the Catheter day bag was of the Grade 4 colour on the NHS Guide card. Took a while to get it off, though.

& were the next activities for the now very frustrated me.
Four nicks shaving. Lost balance getting the PPs on, and another new bruise acquired on the bum methinks.

The computer was turned on, and updating of yesterday’s blog commenced. Concentration was minimal, though.
I took this rather sad photograph of the morning’s mudslide, through the windows of the balcony. Not much there today.
I took this shot of the front car park on Chestnut Walk, also through the window. Cause it was a bit windy, and a little drizzle coming in my direction.

The ever unreliable Oligarchs of failed again.
And still, their Mafia-type-looking boss, Mr Fries gets his annual salary of $26 million… plus guaranteed bonuses in the form of shares in the Financially vast ! Jealous? Me? Yes!

Carer Shaquille arrived. The lad was in a good mood today. We managed a natter and laugh as he did the eyedrops, medications, medicines, and then the second eye drops for me.

The Iceland order arrived within minutes of Shaquille leaving.
!!!
I could have sworn I ordered this delivery for Thursday 3rd August next week! It seems another cock-up was added to Inchy’s vast collection of & .
Made worse, because there was no room to store the fresh products and frozen! Another Inchy calamity!
The fridge freezer was the fullest it’s ever been! I even had to remove some stuff and dish it to make room for the new things. ! I solved this problem by gifting some of the stuff to people who have helped me, later in the day. The by now assuredly bursting-at-the-seams refrigerator was soon emptied a little when some fodder was gifted.
Still, I should last for food for a day or two now. Haha!
Later, Carer Kara checked the dates for me. Some things had only two days left, but I forgot to write down which they were, and just cannot read the dates even with the spy-glass. The cataract-done eye is worrying me a smidgen, being so bad.
I was a little concerned as to why I bought bananas. I’m sure there was a reason why I’d stopped buying them… but have no idea what it was? However, I polished one off straight away!

Fortunately, the domestic arrived just as $25million salaried Mr Fries went down again. She accepted a bag of goodies, which helped me free some space in the fridge freezer, bless her, that helped my conscience.

Back onto the now-working internet...
For about five minutes and down it went once more.
Sickening, innit!

Carer Kara arrived to offer me help with the finances. What a blessing she is! Kara got into my online bank account and paid yet another bill I’d received earlier in the day, to pay CT4N Easy-Link. Last week we asked for the full amount of money I owed, £79 it was I think, and Kara paid it for me. Now I have another bill? And I’m paying cash for each trip? Kara seemed to think it was alright, so She paid that one too, then sent a confirmation to Easy-Link by email.

Back to grafting on the often interrupted blog updating.
Spent some time as I waited for it to return, updating the tabs for the blog on CorelDraw.

Ten minutes after coming back on, it went off!
I finished the tab-creating on CorelDraw and got them on file for later use.

Back to blogging…
It was suddenly late afternoon. And the sky went a different colour tone altogether.
So beautiful mind you! I did some on each of the pictures that I took. I spent quite a while on this.
In my eyeholes with it, so as to speak.
Finding animals, a ghost, faces and beastly images galore.
Lovely!

Mr Fries’ rather incompetent crew from the useless internet providers were at their worst for a long time. They did not get any better!

I made up some milk roll breast sarnies with soy meat, drenched in BBQ sauce. Naturally, there were the usual thickly sliced cuts from the none-butter butter that is so gorgeous tasting on the bread. And the batter balls were mouth-wateringly wonderful!
No doubt about it, my taste buds have recovered now. A fantastic Taste-Rating of 9.3/10.

I had a go at blogging again.
But not for long.

Carer Chris arrived to do the big evening medications. Eye drops, tablets and capsules, then the second eye drops. I forgot to do the finger in the eye near the nose holding it there for three minutes… yet again! I’ll suffer for this later; when the eye starts itching, the floaters too, and the most annoying is the feeling of grit in the eye. A little pain usually as well. I really must concentrate, cause my right eyesight is getting worse now with all my missing doing this. Note To Self: IDIOT!

I tried the internet on the computer again. I wonder if the $26million salaried Mr Fries at is worried about their crap service?

Of course, it’s gone up since
Jealous? Me? Hahaha! Yes!

Hello…

TTFN, All!