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A day of lack of concentration, depression, mistakes and frustrations. However, I did get some graphics done in advance. But it took me that long to achieve; the night and darkness had fallen, and I did little else all day. No shower or shave, no cooking or eating. I just got carried away with making the graphics and odeing. I couldn’t help it. The depression convinced me to do what I enjoy doing cause nothing is going to help my memory, dizziness, loss of balance and confusion.
It is at this moment, 18:20hrs. And I’m just starting this blog going. So, it will be another scarcity of details. Mainly cause I’m so tired and cannot remember much of what has happened! Sorry!
Gonna be another lack of sleep night, methinks.

04:14hrs: Woke up. It seemed a good idea, but I don’t know why I bothered!

Nocturnal urine was a bit lighter.

Started by sorting the waste bags into one.

The plan was to get a shower & shave, so I left off the leg and ankle straps when Carer Richard arrived. When I asked him not to put them on, I asked if he could please ring my landline, as I’d not had any calls coming in and was worried that Liberty-Global may have gone off again. I gave him the wrong number and cheered him up. He verbally suggested that I was a nuisance – he was right. I found the correct number, and he rang again; the first one I gave him was for the Audio Clinic. Tsk! The landline rang. Thus, it made me feel much better that no one had rung me for four days. Humph! Sulk! Hehe!

I am off to the wet room for the only visit up till now of this very wet, rainy Thursday.
Hey-Ho!

I took a half-decent shot to the moon as I made a brew of Glengettie… Dropped the mug, broke the mug, cleaned up the mug, and cut my hand doing so, and depression kicked off, along with self-anger.
Apart from getting in a tangle with computer blogging, I did little apart from taking photos of the rain all day into the evening. Self-Pitying Paul visited.

Making another mug of tea later, I thought about cleaning up the mess in the kitchenette window ledge. That’s as far as it got… thinking about it. Boy, was I in a low mood today? Yes, that is the answer.

I topped up the Carers & Nurses nibble box.

I took three rainy photos later from the balcony.
To the left, it was lighter as the sun was trying to rise.

Then, straight ahead.

Took the one above a couple of hours later.

An hour later, A depressed and only semi-interested Inchy took a snap of the end car park mudslide.

Later, I spotted a chap from the flats on his disability scooter going up the gravel path to the park. He was driving along like Stirling Moss. The legal limit for these is 8 mph, but he was rattling away at well over that speed and uphill. If I get one, I’ll ask him where he got this one from.

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I took another shot of the same area as I did about two hours ago. The watery mud must have doubled in size! If the rain doesn’t stop soon, folks will need waders, maybe even a snorkel, to get to their car! Hehe!

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Getting dark now, but the rain had stopped.

I tried to take three shots of the late evening view.
Not good this one…
Not good, but better than the first?
Ah, well!

I didn’t, and not much wiser now that I’ve seen the rings on this explanation, what’s different about the yellow glove? Ah, I’ve gorrit now!

Bread at last!
I got the bread, all but one loaf, into the freezer to last me until next week’s Asda delivery.
The tomato sauce I ordered turned out to be something else. It warned on the label that it was an extra pungent chilli sauce. I’ll give that away!
The Danish loaf (substituted for Milk Roll bread) was eaten later with the evening meal.

I put some honeyed parsnips in the oven. And a can of curried beans, with tomato & basil sauce, and a suitable splashing of the Beetroot Borscht into the pan. Adding some gammon slices cut up.
Slurp!

Carer Israel arrived as I was serving it up.
No ankle or leg straps to take off. He gave me medications and attached the Catheter Nocturnal bag extension to the day bag. Nice lad!

Zzz!