Inchy: Tuesday 13th February 2024

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Aha, a much better colour!

Red sky in the morning – Shepherds Warning!

Evacuation procedure… then got a wash and medicated various departments that needed it. Fresh PP’s adorned, but there was a cost! Not financially…a , and the giving way of  , with the most painful she’s ever been, when I had to get the PPs on, over
So bad, I took an extra Codeine later.

There followed another food order cock-up!
I’ll try to get it clear what happened, but I might waffle on a bit; if so, I’m sorry…
I knew there was an Asda order due today. And, that I’d ordered  J Sainsbury’s already, for next Tuesday. 
arrived, and as she did, the intercom chimed out. Marie pressed the pane; to admit them. Ah, I thought, that’ll be the Asda order! She got the bags into the kitchen for me, bless her.
I got the food away.
I was surprised to see Vegan Cookies, I didn’t think that Asda sold them?
Confused…
Especially when the chine went again, and another food order arrived!!!
This was the Asda delivery.
The first one was from J Sainsbury – the one I ordered for next Tuesday, but obviously got it wrong once more! My self-hatred and guilt drove through my physical body into my intestines and core!
Took a lot of sorting out.
While I verbally had a cursing session at myself some more! My depression dawned!
At least the pasta sauces arrived.
I clouted my elbow on the door; it was sore!
The fridge amazingly still had room in it?
The freezer had not. I had to cram bread and other food items into to so they could keep till later. I seemed to be constantly cursing, lambasting myself over this all day long! My concentration wilted. Not a good part of the day at all. Had not been on holiday, she may have spotted my cock up.

I made up the waste bags.
To round off my depression at this farce, I felt the pain from the backflow suddenly coming from the pouch on my; boy, was it full!
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Ah, well, serves me right, I suppose!

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I’m sick to the back teeth (and I’ve only got two of them left) at the frustration, anger-making cock-ups brought on by and the .
I know things are not going to get any better. With poor Josie going into a home, and lack of attention to my physical and mental problems. But they are concerned about the lack of Vitamin B and Diabetes. So, I get a leaflet about each worry, to read. Knowing I have Saccades, Cataracts Katie and Glaucoma Gladys to hinder my reading. Thankfully, I still use the computer; I’ve found a quick way to enlarge or reduce the view on some pages of the web. 
Properly sorry for myself now. Hehe!

The came and went all afternoon. I wandered off doing the blog, to search about Diabetes 2. Then, reading the HealthUnlocked site, I forgot all about having a meal. It’ll do me no harm though. No idea which Carers came until the last one, that was . I remembered I’d got a lamb Patti for him, and a choice of bubbles and a drink. He showed some concern for me being in the mood I was, bless him. He removed the diabetic socks for me, and he left the on the chair for me to fit on after I’d made and had the belated evening meal.
Here is the nosh, nearly all eaten up. Better to photo it late than never. Hehehe! Enjoyed these. Those Jamaican lamb patties, which I thought maybe too hot for me, were great! I’ll try them again when I make another Asda order.

I came across this photographicalisation that I’d missed from this morning on the SD card. The mudslide in the end car park view.

The hue of the urine in the day bag as I took it off and emptied it, was great! Getting the night pouch on was not easy tonight. That’s how it is sometimes. Two nights earlier, I did it in a couple of minutes… tonight, well, this morning, It took me ten minutes of baffling about before I got it fully attached and leak-proof to the

I couldn’t see any difference with the hat?

CHEERS, EACH!

By Inchie

78 years of age, pretty ugly, short, bald, pot-bellied, in ill health. Decaying physically and morally. Mechanical ticker valve, Duodenal Donald, Saccades-Sandra, Arthur Itis, Hernia Henry, Hard of Hearing Hank, Bad eyesight Boris, Reflux Roger, Peripheral Neuropathy, Nerve Neurotransmitters Not-working Wendy, Bladder Cancer Chris, Stuttering Stephany, Haemorrhoid Harold, Shaking Shaun, Dizzy Dennis, FND, ... there are others, but I've tired myself out, now! Hehehe! Oh, then I had a stroke! Now awaiting Cataract & Glaucoma operations. Diabetes 2, Leg-Ulcer-Ulrich, Cartilage Chloe & Carole and am flat-bound. Tsk! Failures, Accifauxpas and Whoopsiedangleplops are my Forte... Hehehe! I love making folk smile when I can. TTFNski!

4 comments

  1. Timothy Price – I specialize in daily art, documentary and promotional photography. If you have a special event such as a musical production, play, concert, etc. or have a product or fashion that you need photographed, or you are a performer, musician and artist in need of promotional photos please email me or call.
    Timothy Price says:

    Beautiful shepherds warning shots. I don’t think you want to see a gynecologist. You did a decent job an that meal.

    1. Inchy – Nottingham. UK. – 78 years of age, pretty ugly, short, bald, pot-bellied, in ill health. Decaying physically and morally. Mechanical ticker valve, Duodenal Donald, Saccades-Sandra, Arthur Itis, Hernia Henry, Hard of Hearing Hank, Bad eyesight Boris, Reflux Roger, Peripheral Neuropathy, Nerve Neurotransmitters Not-working Wendy, Bladder Cancer Chris, Stuttering Stephany, Haemorrhoid Harold, Shaking Shaun, Dizzy Dennis, FND, ... there are others, but I've tired myself out, now! Hehehe! Oh, then I had a stroke! Now awaiting Cataract & Glaucoma operations. Diabetes 2, Leg-Ulcer-Ulrich, Cartilage Chloe & Carole and am flat-bound. Tsk! Failures, Accifauxpas and Whoopsiedangleplops are my Forte... Hehehe! I love making folk smile when I can. TTFNski!
      Inchie says:

      That’s right, it’s Grizelda who I’d like to see again. Haha!

  2. pvcann – Augusta, Western Australia – I'm Paul a writer based in Augusta, Western Australia. My main passion is writing poetry.
    pvcann says:

    Got them. You say your feeling a bit queer? hehe

    1. Inchy – Nottingham. UK. – 78 years of age, pretty ugly, short, bald, pot-bellied, in ill health. Decaying physically and morally. Mechanical ticker valve, Duodenal Donald, Saccades-Sandra, Arthur Itis, Hernia Henry, Hard of Hearing Hank, Bad eyesight Boris, Reflux Roger, Peripheral Neuropathy, Nerve Neurotransmitters Not-working Wendy, Bladder Cancer Chris, Stuttering Stephany, Haemorrhoid Harold, Shaking Shaun, Dizzy Dennis, FND, ... there are others, but I've tired myself out, now! Hehehe! Oh, then I had a stroke! Now awaiting Cataract & Glaucoma operations. Diabetes 2, Leg-Ulcer-Ulrich, Cartilage Chloe & Carole and am flat-bound. Tsk! Failures, Accifauxpas and Whoopsiedangleplops are my Forte... Hehehe! I love making folk smile when I can. TTFNski!
      Inchie says:

      Yes, it might not have been the optimum word to use… but it rhymed. Hahaha!
      Cheers, Paul.

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