Inchy: Sunday 25th February 2024

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Oh, heckithump!

A tinge of brown in the first-morning snap of the view from the kitchenette?

Thus, I evacuated the splashy sludge.

The brown clouds had lessened.
A hazy-looking moon got through.

I did the waste bags and then made up the day’s spring water bottles.

Getting lighter now.
Frost was on the ground, but that soon cleared up, especially on the bottom field, decorated with footfall-made paths.

Despite my guzzling away at the water, the flow from bladder to pouch was far less today.

Late afternoon.

I had a search for Meals-on-Wheels, as it was known on the web. Totally confused. As I am with the instructions over the Diabetic Course Email. I sent a reply on Friday explaining that I did not know which of the options to choose. No indication of where they would be held, and I have to sign up in a few days or not get on the waiting list. I’ll ask Carer Kara if she can contact them for me. Miguel… no Manuel… well, one or the other to clarify the situation, location and when. If I remember.

Bye-bye, sunshot.

Veg soup, nosh. Had just two thin rounds of bread, and some potatoes were in with the beans.
Sad, innit? Hehe!

I did… but not in the time allotted.
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Late Carer Came. Socks were not taken off, and no nocturnal pouch was attached to the catheter. It’s my fault; I forgot to ask for it to be done.

Cheers!