Inchy: Wednesday 3rd January 2024: More blanks than memories!

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Was the main hassle today. he spent most of the time off in the ether, far away. But, what do I know? A close second was persistent  , a frequent visitor, who ruined so many of my plans and hopes of any chance of improvement in mental health. He didn’t linger for long, but he did so often. Repeatedly, with a dogged determination to depress me more. I was mentally up and down like a yo-yo all day and night. I think that must have gone into coalition, and made a cunning deal, or agreement, with nightly , to have a go at me nocturnally too. I certainly woke up in an unaccountably niggly, self-hating mood.
Still, not much detail, but I’ll press on…

A smidge dark.

Late morning sky, 04:30hrs.
Late morning sky, 04:32hrs.

 . Just when I was going to the wet room to get the ablutions done! I was in such low spirits, that I pressed on and got the shaving done first, fetching, having to struggle carrying hot water from the kitchen in the kettle and saucepan, and back again several times. Humph! It didn’t bother me in the slightest.
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A couple of cuts shaving. One bled badly.
Had to clean up the haemoglobin on the sink & floor!

Carer Chris arrived and got the diabetic socks, and leg straps, on for me, and meds were given.

I recall calling later on, and she helped me sort something out I think, but I have no idea what it was. It might come back. (So might World Peace!) The missing laundry has not been returned.

Chimed out, and off to the door I hobbled.
No one there? Another of the Mysteries of Woodthorpe Court, with the hobgoblins, spectres, gnomai, phantasms, ghosts, the grotesque succubae, extraterrestrials, ectoplasms, spirits, or the Fata Morganas, that have been sent to taunt, irritate and terminate my already delicate state of mind?

Got with the much-belated Tues blog.

The mudslide reclining?

View during the rain, through the balcony.

View from the kitchen in the rain.

Rain stopping now.

Sorry, not much in this.

TTFN