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The highlights started early today… well, no, not early, ’cause I got up the latest I’d done in months. That was due to my elephantine-like wobbly-flabby stomached body getting used to the new bed and me rising with the usual complaints from & giving me some what-for pain-wise. The absence of bother was a delightful change. (Hence the smile in the selfie taken, Hehehe!) because I’d just had the best ever sleep in that bed for weeks. Six wonderful hours! And to boot, as far as I remember, only hit me twice in all that time. 
As I was faffing about trying to be kind to the cartilages as I stood up, rang out from the door chime. It was the J Sainsbury order arriving. I got the night bag off as quickly as I could and made my way, limping down the hallway to the door.
As the kind driver put the things into the carriers I’d had ready, I bent to pick up the first one, had a mini , that only lasted seconds, and took it into the kitchen. 
 I returned and just as gave way, a bigger, more virile joined in and I began falling to the floor, hitting my head on the wall as I did so. The pain from was terrible, but it would have been much worse if the driver, chappie, 
had not been nippy enough to lunge forward and press my body up against the wall. Literally caught and saved me from having a proper tumble, bless him. I want to send J.S. a message later, thanking him. The day was a slow one at times, with panicky moments thrown in amidst the confusion.

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Dark urine again.

My first effort at shooting the morning view.
I did a better job on the second one.

The waste bags were amalgamated

The early morning J. Sainsbury order arrives. As explained above in the intro. I set about sorting the food delivered. But it was not easy.
Got the Carer & Nurses nibble box filled.Chips, soda water and bleach.
Tomatoes, milk, Leicester cheese, lemon-flavoured yoghourts, and some Jamaican Patties.

Earlier on, the wee-wee flow into the bag was very little for some reason; it rapidly changed.

Carer Maryham arrived. She was full of the joys of spring and gave me one of her dances. Hehe! I enjoyed it so much that I forgot to ask her to put on my socks.

Hours of gruelling, gruelling because my concentration was minimal; thus, mistakes were being made. Hard to believe, I know. Haha!

DVT nurse and the love of my life, Hristina, arrived and delicately took the blood samples.

I made a mammoth mess of making up the templates for the WordPress blogs!
WHAT A PICKLE I GOT MYSELF INTO!
I even wrote down each day’s date and wording for the month before I started.
Certain that I would not make the same mistakes this month, I pressed on. With just three days left to do, I almost discovered I’d got the wrong dates on three earlier sone ones. Swear? Me? YES!
It cost me another hour sorting them out and putting them into chronological order amidst the cursing and teeth-grinding (which is painful with the state of my few teeth left!) and depression brewing.

Carer Kara arrived; thank heavens she was helping with the finances, but whipped through them, and she got the kitchen and wet room floor cleaned up for me as well. She also checked the catheter and got the socks onto my legs. ♥

The catheter pouch had filled up again.

The afternoon sky.

The front car park.

Filled really quick this time.

I made the meal of the day.
Smashing!

I made an Asda order for next week, and Carer Kimberley arrived. Took the diabetic socks off of my legs. A night catheter bag was attached.

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May good luck for you be blossoming,
You may meet someone alluring…
And together happiness will ring…
Your hearts begin to sing,
Work & finances are important things,
So is love & betrothing,
My opportunities were limiting…
Suzie & Grizelda were so very loving,
The other 1,124 were not so caring,
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TTFN, Keep Safe!