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Number four on the colour scale, methinks

Kitchen window view

Wet room, ablutions and failed Porcelain Throne session.

Carer Shaquille arrived and sorted the medications

The pains from the Catheter Tube were getting even worse now. Poor Little Inchie was suffering. Doing my head in!
The legs and ankles looked a lot better, though.

Thought the balcony doors.

Carer Kara called. I can’t recall much of this visit. I may have had a Seizure or Mind Blank.

I do recall Carer Marie coming. I’d just spilt some disinfectant as she arrived, and she set to cleaning it up for me.

I never really got into things blog-wise today. The vicious pains just did not stop… well, until I got settled in bed, then they eased a bit. Took me a while to find a more comfortable position to lay in. Sort of warped, but it worked. The second I moved, back came the agony. Tsk!

Sky photos were taken during the day and evening.
Through the balcony.

Lovely sundown.
Love the hue.
A little later.

Carer Israel came, did the socks off, and night bag on. This ensured the pain persisted for a while. No Codeines are available. I hope they arrive today or tomorrow. 

I was washing up, and I spotted yet another fire in Sherwood. Heard the brigade klaxons as I settled down.

TTFN.