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I’m undergoing a lot more daily medical procedures now. After today, I shall have to cut down on the blog content. As much as I like doing them, there is no time to get caught up with them. It’s going to get even more time-consuming shortly. In December, it’s back to the EENT for more Cataract and glaucoma procedures. The leg and ankle strap changes twice a day, relying on the Carers & nurses -being able to attend. To have a shower and shave has to be planned nowadays cause it really does take me two hours per session to get done. So, I have to plan it, if I can, for when the leg and ankle straps are off. Or, it’s a stand-up wash and shave, which can be trickier than sitting on the shower chair, but I mustn’t get strapping wet. The worry over being unable to get the room ready for the coming of the orthopaedic bed gets to me. The Audio Clinic seem to have gone underground. Haha!
No one can get through to them to find out about the three appointments that are supposedly being made for me. My worry there is that they have been made, and on a bad day, I may not have understood what it was in the letter? (Memory Blanks?) Relying on Carer Kara to make sure the arrangements are made for a lift to the QMC for the eyes, and when we find out whether the appointments have been made yet or not, to the Audio Centre on the Ropewalk. No Warfarin INR blood tests were done by the haematology nurse for three weeks, but I have had a message telling me so and to go to the Doctor for a blood test. I’m not sure how they expect me to get there… cause if I could get an appointment, you can guarantee it will clash with one of the other medical appointments! Those that are already made, but no lifts are arranged for them. Plus, for those whom I am waiting to arrive… but cannot get through on the phone to ask the Audio Centre, three Carers have tried for me as well. But without any luck.

The District Nurse has done her best for me today. She suggested it might be easier to move something into the spare (bed) room and put the bed in the main room. Which I thought was a brilliant idea. Then I stand much more chance of hearing the fire alarm and door chimes than in the spare room! The nurse will call Sarah, who refused to order the bed until I got it sorted and cleared out first, which I tried to do. Took a tumble in doing so and got told no bending or lifting is allowed now!
To see if any help is available. I cannot get through to the Age UK number ever. Three carers tried for me, bless them, but they all got cut off. Shaq is not sure if a message he left got through to them for me or not.
Then again, it could be my Cognisant Impairment Iris playing a part in all this confusion?
I’m struggling with things now.

That’s my little chunter over, then.
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I forgot to ask the Carer to put the night pouch on.
Serves me right; look at the blood in that!

Morning view ahead.
Morning view to the left.

First mug of tea – went cold.

Asda order. 5 Not items available
Short-dated on some items.
Ah, nibbles & treats for Inchy!

It’s been raining again, and it still is!

Hello, Inchy is looking pleased?
Yes, the District Nurse arrived. (See intro)
All sorted leg & ankle-wise.

Delivery! Some nocturnal pouches were delivered for me. Thank you!

Specialist Asda ready-broken, already expensive, gone up-in-price bikkies were dunked in Glengettie tea. Note the self-control in not overeating?

Early evening view.

Nosh of the day.
Very nice, too! Slurp, belch!

Carer Marie, Kara and Israel today.
Israel did the last two. Took off the straps,
Painkillers and Peptac were given.
The night bag was attached!

TTFN