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So, a quickie while it;s working…
Terrible dark night bag!
Only four visits today.
The main bother today was.
The urine was still dark.
Took this shot of the 03:30hrs morning view.
Back to the Throne.
Day pouch filled up quickly without me having anything to eat yet? Darker than ever now?
A wobbly shot of the moon taken.
Medical items are listed for the nurse.
Tray washed, waste bags amalgamated.
Then found some out-of-date food, so another bag to go.
No idea why I took this one.
Carer Shaquille arrived. Put on the fresh day bag.
Medications issued. Treats and off he went, taking the bags with him. Thank you.
Carer Chris arrived doing domestic. Mopped the kitchen with the speedmop, and wet room for me.
Wash and mess made and cleaned up after using the Trotsky-controlled Porcelain Throne.
Mug of tea at long last.
Carer Sam arrived PM.
I made an order for Asda for next week.
played up doing it, summat rotten!
I missed this shot off, of the third try this morning.
Spent hours getting CorelDraw to perform for me.
Managed it, but don’t know how?.
Mistakes Disclosures
Going to sort some food out now.
See ya later!
I hope!
Morning, I’m backeth with you…
. Tried again…
Ah, that was better.
Taken to the right.
Too tired to cook owt, so I had a Pork Farms Pork pie, pickled beetroot, and Milk Roll bread…
with slices of Flora not-butter, butter.
The new recipe Pork Farms pork pies,
were pale, fatty, and tasteless. But
the beetroots was nice, and the Milk
Roll bread with the gorgeous Flora
no-butter butter… Great!
Taste-Rating: 6.5/10.
I still ate it all. Then a brainwave appeared!
I’ll put the jelly in a dish and cover it with
some of the cream spray.
So, I did. Here is the photo taken…
I hadn’t noticed it last night, but when I came to uploading it this morning, my Pareidoliaising could see something in the bowl. Can you see it, before reading further?
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Purely by accident, I’d created the face of a curly white-haired dog as I sprayed the cream on? Haha!
I wonder if the Tate Gallery would be interested?
I tried a final photo after washing the dishes.
again!
A bit better, I suppose.
I find it so easy to falter,
Often getting into a fluster,
Get conned by a fraudster…
I’ve already paid the undertaker,
Hope he wasn’t another trickster!
All my life, I’ve been a bystander,
I should have been boulder…
Been more of a grandstander?
To avoid the many a cold shoulder,
I could meet Putin, the genocider?
Both dead, we couldn’t kill each other!
My real wish is to again meet Grizelda!
TTFN
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rickety, easy-to-fall-out-of recliner; and hasten to the Porcelain Throne with some degree of worry about not getting there in time. 
stick in tow. Checked the taps, fridge & freezer doors and stove had not been left dangerously. 
of the view. Then up in the sky, I could see the clouds in the murkiness from the glow of the moon coming through a gap. And took this one.
I made a 3:35-hour brew of my Glengettie tea. Took it with me to the computer, and imbibed a few of the Vegan Maryland cookies, 
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of reaction from 
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within a minute of using the internet. 
to do some graphics to use. back to the computer…
just in case 
CEO Mr Fries was worried about his failures, and his salary going down to a mere $62 million a year.
were no Internet Services whatsoever available, according to the listing on the computer. 
arrived. Got the medications sorted, and we had a little natter as she did so. Then she checked the taps and cooker, and took the waste bag with her on the way out, for me.
Back to the computer… 
engineer instructed me to. And waited… and waited… By the time it came back on, I needed another shave! 
minutes.
I pressed on and got the Monday blog sent off at long last, and just the one let-down during the hour and a bit. It came back on of its own accord. Do you like my graphic of Mr Oligarch… no, Fires, showing his respect for customers?
Does that sound about right to you? Much as I hate Mr Fries and am jealous of hell of what he earns… well, gets paid; I have to admit he is a financial wizard… dodgy with it, and a scheming-foxy chap. A good-looking beast, too! Mafia-material, I’d say.
Herr Fries paid $6.2 million for a 3,542-square-foot house in Palm Beach.
I’d been working away with CorelDraw and the blog for two hours. No internet failures Of course, it had to happen again.
I realised I’d missed some pictures I took back in the morning. 
shot of the end car park on the left. Shadowy, eh? 
I then took a snap of the sun getting through. An hour of two later, During the 17th failing of the abysmal, crap, 
I ventured into the kitchen, to investigate what I had available to have for the evening meal. One meal a day for me. 
I took this shot of amazing mini-clouds on view from the kitchenette window. I’m not sure what the two blue spots high above the clouds are; the lens on 
was clean?
Then… one more visit to the wet room. Not such a wet one this time, but sticky!
known it would let me down yet again, well I did! Thank you, CEO 
of 
feeling in the finger-ends, which are all 
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get a meal sorted. Only a can of chunky veg soup, with basil tomato passata added, and some bread to soak it up with. A pot of raspberry jelly for afters.
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night of supposedly sleeping all the time, my mind pondered over what I could do to get CorelDraw working again. No rest, no peace; it was an awfully disturbing nocturnal period.
, along with 
giving way, all but had me over. I grabbed the left at the side of the c1966, £300 Oxfam charity shop bought, second-hand, wincingly grotty, beige coloured, crumb-covered from my nocturnal nibblings, itch-making, uncomfortable, positively unhealthy & dangerous, no longer operational, virus-breeding, easy-to-fall-out-of, Catheter-tube-trapping, recliner, and lunged for the saviour of the morning; 
, and kept him with me from then on, hoping not to forget to take him. 
Then as I was starting the computer, 
rang out from the door chime. 
coming in. He looked well-tired out, bless him. He got the medications dealt out to me. Then went to check on the medication stock in the drawer in the kitchenette to sort out what needed ordering. 
concentrating on the task at hand and be worrying if CorelDraw would go back to the old status and cock-up my current joy when I get back to it… But here goes…
Back to the computer. The web was down… I needn’t have said that; I take it for granted nowadays with the Oligarchs Service!
Back on the computer, now smelling nice for when Nurse Nichole arrives to do the Severe Frailty Test.
I took a photo of the windy, wet morning from the kitchen window. 
Then, the end window was opened to take a shot of the car park. 
ing. 
that I was in danger of not getting there in time. But no! I whipped off the clothes I’d not long ago put on, and settled down on the, started doing my best to force something to happen.
go at the puzzle for about 15 minutes. I got some of the answers filled in as well. Then, I counted the cracks in the ceiling. Sang a song and yodelled. Finally, realising whatever was in there must be rock solid, I gave up.
I made a mug of Laxative Laxido. It said I think the eyes are not too good, as you know. Mix with 125ml water and drink. Well, I wasn’t going to wash my feet with it, Hehehe! I hope it encouraged the mass of food that is festering in my stomach to get a move on and summon me back to the 
being in total control, suddenly it’s all reversed? Then there’s the eye operations on the cataracts; I cannot see any better whatsoever? The Audio man hoovered out my ear holes, and I’m just as deaf now? Then, of course, the Catheter bag has been in for a year, and I’m further away from peeing of my own volition now. I can’t! Even worse from, the intrusive tubing into the bladder is doing him and me no good at all. 
& bandaging for over four weeks now, so no showering allowed, and daily BO to contend with. Also, both legs 
are still spouting bloody fluid! I’ll not mention 
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I snapped this view of the bottom field just as the rain began coming down again.
The end car park from the balcony again. The mud may have increased a tiny bit, but not much.
The bananas are getting black bruises coming through again. 
Carer Marie checked on some food dates for me today.
Differences
We’ve been promised some snow and rain this coming week.
A simple meal for a sanity-challenged simpleton. The Walls pork pies that were supposed to have pickles in them but were pickleless and tasteless. The potatoes were undercooked, and the beetroot was lovely. Most of it ended up in the bin. Flavour Rating: 1¼/10. 
…ah, yes, it was. On the chart in the morning, I saw that I’d taken his BP. 
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The wee-wee in the punch was less than expected, and of a darker shade. However, in the past, I have had it a lot darker on some mornings. So, not too bad.
The right leg bandaging still looked the same colour as the left leg’s skin. Note the long green throw I’d wrapped around my belly and put on under the dressing gown? That’s due to it being so flipping cold without the ankle and leg straps on. The nurse, Sarah, I hope, is coming on Tuesday, to see how the pins are going, so might have to start using the cumbersome, but warm 
remember with all the medical appointments coming up. 
morning, as long as it continues to improve? It does look a little better this morning more of the white bit is showing. So, fingers crossed it continues to heal 
itself.
Tidied up a little in the front room. Not much. Don’t want to overdo things, you know. Hehehe! 
bottle of Schweppes tonic water, had stained the carpet something awful! What’s it doing to my stomach lining? You never know; it may even help me 
with 
An hour later, the 6th failure showed up. This time it needed the full treatment to get it back on. Lost the work I’d done by turning everything off. Reset the whatsit box… router, left it a minute, then pressed the rest button and waited in 
hope. 20 minutes later, it came back on. I cracked on with the Saturday blog updating. Got it done and was about to email the links and it went again. I lost all I’d done on the Email, of course. But, it did come back on of its own accord about an hour later, while I was doing a graphic on CorelDraw for Sunday’s blog.
I hastily for the Email done again and posted it. 
Finally, after Victor had departed, I got and drank a mug of Glengettie. Hurray! No biscuits were eaten with it, which I felt a little proud about! 
, and another full reset to get it back, the thing went so slowly; it was hard work.
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Well, it beat me; why was it so dark?
. I ventured into the kitchen to get the kettle on for a brew of Glengettie tea… but I didn’t make one as I got carried away when I saw the moon was clearly visible and fetched 
Oh, dearie, not only did 
It may not resemble the planet, but I think this turned out to be an unintended masterpiece? Haha!
At least I got an identifiable one. But I was disappointed in not getting a close-up of it again.
It’s surprising how my bad eyes can easily miss bits of dried-on gumph when scrubbing away in the oven.
I sorted out the waste bags.
Got some small potatoes on the crock-pot. I added a good splash of sea salt and a sprinkling of the gorgeous-tasting
seasoning. Not unlike Worcestershire sauce, a little less intense, but the flavour lingers on the tongue more.
With the smoke & mirrors, number-crunching, fact-fiddling, 
daily, or weekly for the appropriate rates. Further proof of the double-dealing, money-manipulating, by the esteemed 
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has been, I’m going to tackle the biggest job of any day… Getting a wash and shave! There is no showering today, not with the bandaging on my right leg. Joanne took off the strapping and diabetic sock for me from the left leg. Bless her cotton socks! ♥ 
However, using the short picker-upperer, I caught the release valve on the Catheter bag, so I had to rewash the legs, carpet, and floor.
As I unscrewed the cap, a third of the contents sprayed out! Onto the computer keyboard, the leg bandaging, the recliner, the clean dressing down and my chest, face and hands, and the carpet, for many feet away!
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Two-tone leg straps and bandaging.
Waste bags sorted.
The Iceland order arrived.
Exceptional no-meat meat slices today.
They had beef in them, and they had carefully ensured that the food was ready-crushed to save my few teeth when I ate them, I assume. How kind!
Substituted milk roll loaf with tasteless white.
Got the Carers & Nurses nibbles box filled
Nice little clouds.
The papules can be felt bleeding under the bandaging.
Found this new to me word.
Differences displayed.
Mopped the kitchen floor.
nearly had me over at one time. But I managed to stay perpendicular. Just!
Going, going…
Still going…
Close up…
Ah… Gone!
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Took some photos from the kitchen.
Bootiful!
Thanks, Kara.
First Car park photo.
Took this moody shot of the gravel path up into the park and the Tree Copse on the left. Which was not a good idea cause I got all soppy about not being able to get to it anymore.
It is getting light quickly now; it’s another car park effort.
She set to sorting the legs out. 
arrived as she medicated the water papule hole on the right leg just above the ankle. She asked Ben a few questions, but he didn’t know the answers to the enquiries.
Left black, right a sort of yellowy pink. Sarah said she’d return on Monday to check the wound and acne.
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Morning…
Why the difference?
Most of the cost went on drink rather than food.
No, I was wrong; I meant Sainsbury’s, not Iceland.
Helpers & Carers bubble box refilled. They like these treats.
Drizzling this morning. I’ll try to keep my eye out for any of the seagulls that go on the hunt today.
The rain persisted as I went to get the ablutions done.
What a change! Constipation Conrad gets the upper hand after the six-day reign of Trotsky Terence!
Thoughtfully taking the crossword book with me in case there would be any long waits at the clinic.
The gal was late arriving, so I got the crossword book out.
I was taking a photo through the bus window, as we went over the speed bumps on Woodborough Road a little too fast…and 
started bleeding in response to my bum lifting off the seat for each of the eleven-speed bumps, and thudding back down on the hard seat.
I did manage one more photo.
Outside the Ropewalk clinic.
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While emptying the catheter bag, 
and prayed I’d not missed anything important, that I need to remember later.
I do recall these oven-cooked Cumberland sausages
That should have been neither.
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I got the dreaded blue screen come up on the computer.
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Holy Molly, blood in the urine?
Morning view.
The morning sky… honestly. Haha!
The only mug of the day, Glengettie tea!
Waste bags sorted.
The trouble started with Firefox.
LS food order, although most of the cost went on Christmas and New Year treats for Carers and nurses
A good selection is in stock now.
New Year Treats.
A bit of food & cleaners.
And the flowers for the Wardens.
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I fear this will be my last full blog; until, although my hopes are not too high of this happening…
all the time, ever get corrected!
Whatever the Oligarchs of
Darned dark-dooda in the catheter?
Oh, dearie me!
Back again for another session on the Throne.
An amazingly yellow-tinted view of the sorted-out waste bins is here. Why? No idea?
Got the cans of soup out, made a brew, and got two large potatoes cooking in the slow cooker.
Looking bleak!
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Made another brew; the first one went cold.
Cut up the salvaged potato. I didn’t bleed much. 
The Borscht never improves the visual aspect of any sew or soup I make. But by gum, it does the taste of it!
Still looking bleak out there.
Can’t do anything on the internet. Thanks to the 
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By gum, the Borscht vegetable soup tasted almost perfick! The letdown was me adding the acidy, foul, Spanish tomatoes. Sorry, I did that; they’d have been better getting wrapped and thrown in the rubbish!
No wonder I couldn’t find it. I’ll be interested if anyone else did, though. A toughie this one was!