Inchie: Monday 31st July 2023 – Another ‘Where Am I? What Am I Doing? Day!

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This is either Inchy’s best or worst-ever Ode!
Bonkers either way…
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Another confusing day, just like Sunday was.
Some Carers give me eye drops, others do not. I believe someone had called about the necessity, but the result seems to be a split decision, a draw – maybe they need a play-off to decide. Hehehe! I must get in touch with someone when I get back from the opticians tomorrow, to clarify.

The first five occurred when I first started the computer?
The tiredness came over me earlier than ever today. Memories are blurred, and the brain keeps stuttering, a bit like my old Austin A35 and Skoda Estelle cars did. Har-har!

Cock-ups, Memory Blanks & Confusion Galore!

Urine in the night bag at level 4 on the NHS Chart, methinks.

Balcony photos.
End car park.
Sky to the West.

Big Mess!
I Lost Hours & Hours!
What happened to cause the following fu… cock-up is beyond me!
It came after the internet… had gone down for the fifth time!
When it restarted, Firefox crashed. CorelDraw froze.
And I used language I was proud of!
The screen was filled with things not understood by Inchy in the slightest. Confused and lost, I ended up, after waiting in hope the, whatever Firefox was doing would come to an end. After two hours, I gave up, reverted to a spot ecclesiastical adoption, and prayed! Then the computer after having to force close it, was not interested in being booted up again. I considered suicide as an option… Gave up again, unplugged everything I could find, and gave it an hour… before trying again.

Made a mini-nosh!

The computer started this time.
Over the next hour or so of mistake-ridden work,
Black Outs grew to a current total of…

The delightfully pleasant Haematology nurse, Hristina arrived, to take some blood for the Warfarin test for the DVT Clinic.
♥ Wot a cracking lass! ♥

I lost a lot of work this time. But it’s understandable. Whenever Hristina arrives, she gets all my attention, and I forgot to save the work, in favour of listening, and admiring her lovely smile!
As I began to check the grammar on the newly replaced Ode I was doing…

Carer Chris arrived and refused to give me any eyedrops on his two visits. The last visit lasted for about 1 minute, bless him. No painkillers, for he knew how tired out I was, and was soon off on his round. Nice lad. I’ll ask Kara if she can sort out yea or nay to the eye drops. Carer Richard says yea to the until the current bottle runs out, but nay to the , until we can find out for definite if it is needed or not. I’ll see if the optician can advise on this in the morning when I go for the eye testing to be done.

Annuver Rotten Day!