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Due to my mind-wanderings, falling asleep and falling out of the computer chair, the application of the Germolene and plaster, then nodding off again on the Porcelain Throne. Oh, and dropping the mop bucket, which took a long time to clean up the just-cleaned-up mess I made in the first place. This was followed by a Mega-Memory loss, during which I couldn’t see anything done, so assuming that another nodding-off session had taken place was the cause.Â
So, it is now evening, and a few photos were taken later as I write. I made a mess of the grammar, which took me ages to put right.
A quick run-down (No doubt with many missed incidents and happenings).Â
I woke up very late, and then I did get to sleep late.
The Carer is due soon.
The pouch was reasonably full.
Took a shot of the morning view. Then, the only (Up to now) Porcelain Throne visit of the day.
Phore!
Checked the nocturnal pouch, not as full as I thought it was when I read the level on the pouch.
Carer Richard arrived.
He was not looking too good. As he gave me the medications, we chatted. He is having falling asleep and suddenly weary periods, just like I am? He’s got back pains, too. I asked if he knew which hospital Josie was in, but he didn’t know. Richard checked the legs and put on my diabetic socks for me… not on himself!
He cheered a little as he left. I can understand that!
Carer Maryham came a little later; she was doing a domestic visit. It didn’t take long, but she mentioned it was her daughter’s birthday today. I gave her a treat for the girl. In such a short time, she did a decent job for me. As she departed… I farted… My flesh quivered, and I thought I must have had an involuntary evacuation. No warning, it just blasted out! Thankfully, nothing had leaked from any bodily department.
Then, as the blood flowed, I felt the dreaded warm-wet glow from Little Inchy’s location.
I soon found that problem. The leg bag had dropped, with the weight of the urine that had overfilled and was backing up in the innards. I went to the wet room to empty the bag… this was the first mega-nodding-off session! As I sat there on the WC, I reckon Germoloid readily to hand… Zzz! Maybe two hours? IÂ haven’t yet passed anything since the first liquid spraying.
Still, yer doesn’t like to complain, does yer?
I took a balcony view of the end of the car park. No signs at all of any mudslide from Woodthorpe Park. That’s what two days without rain can do.
Had to empty a catheter yet again! It seemed to be bubbling? What next? Don’t answer that, please!
Carer Marie came, but I was not fully with it then. The gal was in a rush but said she would get me a pair of slippers, which I needed.Next time she goes to town. That was kind of her. ♥
At this stage, I settled into blogging… I woke up hours later as my elbow hit the cabinet, then my knee hit the floor as I landed on the carpet, falling out of the computer chair! What next… No, don’t bother!
I did have a stroke of luck, though. The Accifauxpas did not start Little Inchie’s fungal lesion or Harold Haemorrhoids bleeding.
I sorted myself out and went on the balcony; it was beginning to get dark now. I realised that it was belting down with rain out there. Took photos through the glass.
To the left.
Down leftishly… I like that word; Grammarly didn’t tell me it was wrong. Haha!
Straight down to the front car park.
Cor, the urine going dark again, but it is still coming!
I made myself a brew of Glengettie tea,
The first one of the day, Oh, glee!
Putting in the milk, I dropped it all over me!
Bent down to clean up, misguidedly,
My balance went; I hit my knee…
Why does my life go so cretinously?
Took two snaps of the evening view.
Took the 2nd zoomed closer, calmly beautiful.
Both were super Pareidolianiable; I’ve highlighted the bits I found To be a Pareidolians Delight!
I see the angel or ghost above. And a shark-like creature
With the sad eyes of the observer in the sky, the horizon looked like a desert ground, and the Middle-East conflict came to mind. Depression dawned.Â
I cooked the last chunky chips and got them on the plate with some garden peas. Surami sticks, green pickled tomato salad, and milk roll sliced bread.
I can’t even see what some of the faults are supposed to be in the circled areas?
Glaucoma Gladys & Cataract Katie’s fault.
Fare Thee All Well!
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Making the late… or early morning meal, I dropped a saucepan on the kitchen floor. It took me ages to clean up the mess that I made. Accompanied by a few select curse words and name-calling to myself.
Cor, the urine bag had filled up sharpish again; It’s been doing that the day or so now.
I got my cooking hat on. Hehehe! Taking care of not having another ‘dropsies’, I added some potatoes to the veg mix, come stew. Added a jar of chunky tomato-vegetable sauce, some peas, and butter beans to the pan. Putting the last of the roast mini potatoes in as well. Stirring and tasting all the time. 
Grrreat!
By gum, I enjoyed that!
Washed the pots.
Two extremes at the same time?
As I removed the night pouch, the urine was dark enough to concern me.
My first view shot of the day.
By the time I’d taken it, the day pouch was pretty filled again, so quickly? But a slightly better colour.
Took a second snap.
Arrived. We had a chat and laughed as the medications and jokes were shared. I took her BP before she left, and it’s all looking good!
I must try to get more slippers… maybe a few pairs if I can find some on sale at a reasonable price. Cause as sure as the Rishi’s Tories are condemned to lose the next election, go into near extinction, as they wait for the Labour masqueraders to financially cripple the nation, Legalise grass, and Nationalise the railways; I’m bound to have another escapade of fluid from the 
, via a burst, a leak,
. I think I’m averaging one unanticipated 
a week this month. Tumbles, faulty valves and walking into a door frame were the last three main reasons.
The next pouch emptying session, and there were so many today, was it back to dark again?
A sticky, gooey edge! Hahaha!
One of my worst ones ever.
They started (apparently) a good colour but grew grimmer at emptying time.
The clouds could be seen in the dark. The high winds maintained a presence for some time. Aircraft had been grounded – I’m not surprised at the speed at which the clouds were being driven across the night sky. It’s a wonder that they didn’t leave a contrail. Hehe!
Came & went for the rest of the night. Sort of mini-blanks.
shot.
I think my cyber-mate, Tim, would call this photo artistic, that’s not the word, but I can’t recall it now. Ten seconds ago, it was all in my mind, ready to type it, and it went AWOL. I can only pass on any praise to
, supported by sweet 
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Another Mystery?
The last leftover vegetable stew was doctored with more borlotti beans and chunky vegetables.