INCHY: Sun 24 Sept 2023

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Too dark this morning. But why bother. Tsk!

As I was going to the , I thought of what I think was a witty retort to use on this blog… So I got out and took this photo…
Notice how it’s a little askew, did you?
That’s because, I was on my way down to the floor, following a  . Clouting my knees as I landed on the hard floor, and en route my right elbow against the door. I felt sorry for the neighbour below!
The toilet roll had only been used once, and there was only a quarter of it left by the time I’d cleaned up after the evacuation! Seeing in in the WC, reminded me of a dollop of Chilli Con Carne but yellow in colour. Eurgh!

Back to the Carer’s table and took the BP.
It’s been more consistent lately.

Off to the kitchen, I plodded…
And took this early morning view.
Then got the kettle on.
Made a tasty brew of Glengettie tea.
Tea GlengettieAnd onto the computerisationing. Where I stayed, making error after cock-up, for a few hours. Until arrived. We had a natter as she medicated me, did the eye drops, and departed. Not before putting a pad on.

To .

More computing mishaps, then out I poddled onto the balcony. Took this very sad to me, photo of the tree copse
The sad bit is that I can no longer go for a walk-through as I did for so many years almost daily. Humph!
The end car park mud-slide was building up in the rain.

Went to make my second mug of tea.
Checked on the soup left over from last night. It was edible enough to have tonight… and hastily responded to my innards message to get back to the

The yellow evacuated liquid, now had some red and black in it? The toilet roll was used up again! I anticipated this and had taken in two more rolls earlier on.

returned. She was tired, bless her.

Blogging, then…
Took these two photos of the beautiful clouds…

I stopped blogging for a while. Got a waste bag made up.
Then went to the kitchenette, to add a can of garden peas to the soup in the saucepan… !
Putting the empty can in the new waste bag, I managed to cut my finger down the nail of the sharp edge of the tin. I didn’t bleed much, and it was a teeny-weeny cut anyway. I washed it and put a plaster on it…  cutting the plaster, I cut the same finger on the other side of the nail!

I thought this was a smidge comical…
Adding sauce, the soup was vegetable.
I then dropped the sauce bottle!
I think my bad luck, may be perpetual!

Back to the computer.
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The first fail all day; are they getting better?

came. A nice gal, who liked a natter and laugh, which suited and cheered me up a lot. Got the tablets issued, eye drops in, and accepted an ice cream. Not seen her for a long time. I asked if I could take her photo for this blog, and she agreed. Here it is…

The day bag was emptied.
The colour started as a number four, this morning. In the afternoon it turned rather dark, a 5 on the NHS scale. This time…
back to a better NHS-3, I reckon.

I took three photos of the amazing night view…
From a distance…
A little closer…
Then close-up! They were all a little fuzzy-looking, but still looked wonderful to me.

I started the soup warming and had to visit the Throne again…
porc tttThe tablets don’t seem to be helping with the Diarhorrea?
They have always helped in the past? Shame!.

Carer Richard arrived without ringing the door chime, nearly gave me a heart attack, when he woke me up! Hehehe!
The lad gave me painkillers and asked if needed any Peptac or the night pouch attaching. I explained that I had not had a meal yet, so no need to put the bag on for me. I’d take the Peptac after eating. Ricard checked the medication drawer, and put the eye drops in for me.

FOOD, GLORIOUS FOOD!

Taste-Rating: 9/10.

I saw this meal off without waste! Haha!

Washing the pots up, I took photos of the evening view again.
More blurred this time.
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Not my best photographicalisationing!

Time to take the Peptac. So, I took the Peptac. Then went to drain the day bag ready to put the night pouch on, and the urine colour had gone to a 6 on the NHS scale.
Oh, what a todoo!

TTFNski Each!

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