Inchy: Sat 24 Feb 24: My last bread and chips ever eaten! Or are they?

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A cold balcony & misty morning!

A bit nippy when I opened the kitchen window!

Carer Chris, who brought my laundry back last night, arrived. Medications administered. Peptac & Paracetamol were taken this morning… that was because was giving way pretty often. At least up to now, anyway. I pointed out the fictional line in the ode, where he hits me with a feather duster; he did larf!

I started to put last night’s laundry away.
The dressing gowns were still damp. So I hung them on the air warmer.

After blogging for an hour or so, I took this kitchen photographicalisation.
Surprisingly, IU found the day pouch needed emptying, so I did. It looked as if the blood streaks had gone, but it was still a smidge red and had bubbles… large ones this time in it. I took a second shot of the wonderfully clear now clouds. I saw a rabbit’s head and a spaceship in the sky while I was there.

More blog work was done… but it was not helping my concentration, and the usual cock-ups and mistakes were rife. I’m taking ages to correct them; even now, I don’t know if it is.

The second Carer took this photo of the once again filled-up catheter day pouch…

Rang out.
It was the Vitamin B12 tablets. A year’s supply!

The flipping pouch needed emptying again.
The Carer took this photo, too. Not many folks get a picture taken of them by their Carer as he’s peeing… well, pretending to pee! Hehehe!

Another shot while the clouds were so perfect for picturing. I saw more things in this one.

I must phone the district nurses on Monday. To inform them of all the wee-weeing going on.

Getting late now. Another beautiful view was taken.

The sun goes down. Bootiful

Minutes later.

I think there was a fire somewhere later. I could hear a lot of klaxons and see red, blue and twos. 
I think there is smoke in the photo above. It seemed to be in the Basford area again.

I missed this one I took earlier at the end of the car park mudslide. 

Eating, over the years, is changing,
Had to stop alcoholic drinking,

After the heart op, limiting…
Brassica off the menu, heartbreaking,
No caulis or brussel sprouting,
Broccoli, kale “No Eating”,
Low in Vitamin B – could cause dying!
The doctor suggested Smoked Haddocking,
Which is high in Vitamin K, alarming,
Can’t eat that cause of the Warfarin!
Now Diabetes 2 is coming…
Now to cut down on bread, appalling!.
Potatoes too, 
It makes me blue…
What can I do?
Come on… I’m asking you!
Oh, did you find the faults? The Two?

TTFN

4 thoughts on “Inchy: Sat 24 Feb 24: My last bread and chips ever eaten! Or are they?

  1. Not a lot you can eat now, is there? You have the right take on how that new foot bridge will be used. Lots of opportunity for crime built into that bridge. Beautiful sunsets.

    • Thanks, Tim.
      I suppose soup and pasta might be alright… eurgh! Hehe!
      I pictured the thought of criminal opportunities as soon as I saw the photo mock-up of what it will look like, the bridge. A muggers paradise!
      How come the Council are officially bankrupt, Government wallahs coming in, and they continue building 840 new student flats, a bridge over the trent, and increase my medical aid bill (Carers) and rent. Humph!
      My heating is going up next month, or rather the over 75 financial help is stopping. As long as the students are okay, and the criminals are looked after medically and… I’m waffling on. Sorry, mate.

    • According to the last court report made available, the last of Fridays three cases, involved nine people taken in, 5 illegals, (two murders) all with a criminal record in the country they came from and now being molly-coddled, fed and medically looked after in Nottingham prison. They really give strength to the anti-immigration mob. Thank heavens they keep letting them in, then it reduces the ratio of UK yobboes in there. Hehehe!
      Not that I can get into town anymore, but I’m glad, I’d be too nervous to go now.
      I keep waffling, I did it tp Tim as well, Sorry!
      Keep safe.

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