Incognisant Inchy: Wednesday 17th July 2024

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The master phrase to describe things today is not easy to select. I’m so far behind with everything and meandering. I’m losing track, forgetting, and struggling to see and hear things. 
‘CONFUSION’
It is already Thursday, and the confusion is still with me. 
Along with giving way a few times. In fact, when Carer Christopher was visiting Thursday morning, he saved me from a tumble with his quick reactions. Thanks, Chris!
The day was full of bafflement, confusion, and an inability to comprehend what was happening. I got weary and tired, and my eyes worsened far earlier than usual today.
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Still not good.

Early morning view.

Rubbish readied. This reminded me of the damaged saucepans delivered by Amazon. One had a broken handle end and two dents in another. I can’t be bothered complaining; I’ve enough worries to cope with without this.

Off to the Porcelain Throne.
Messy!

The lower legs had thinned, but around the knees, the Cartilages and behind the knees were bloated.

Front rubbish room balcony shot.

Made a mug of tasty Thompson’s Punjana tea.
I started the notes and am ready for blog creation.

Within an hour, the eyes began to go double-vision. This was very annoying, as up until then I thought I’d been doing so well. Serves me right; I should have known. Progress after this was painstakingly slow. Mistake-ridden, too!

I think the sky began to darken early.

I had just a ready-made Beef in black bean sauce for the evening’s meal. I had this because it had a use-by date of today. But it was alright.
Some leftover sliced bread and a wholemeal roll helped me soak up the black bean sauce. Slurp! I had to disk the white bread when I found some green mould. I washed the pots, carefully not leaving the tap (faucet) running.

I had to give up early on the computer, and my eyes were not up to it. So, I cleared some rubbish into a waste bag and left it near the door for collection.

This I assume, was a snap of the clouds.
But it could be anything.

Got down in the c1966, £300 Oxfam charity shop bought, second-hand, wincingly grotty, beige coloured, crumb-covered from my nocturnal nibblings, itch-making, uncomfortable, positively unhealthy & dangerous, no longer operational, virus-breeding, easy-to-fall-out-of, Catheter-tube-trapping, recliner. And off into the bliss of sleep…

Carer Israel came in. He gave me the medications. I gave him some treats, and off he went. It seemed to me that ten minutes later, he was back, waking me up. Haha!
He removed the diabetic socks and gave me some Peptac and a painkiller (Codeine).
Could I get to sleep again this time? No!
It was one of those nights that was in a determined, mind-blowing mission to remind myself of all the things I loved but cannot get, enjoy or even do nowadays. 
He rampaged through my brain non-stop for hours.
I got so angry with myself because it was obvious to me that the messages, put-downs, and fears brought to my attention were from myself, or maybe or . Is this the same thing?

It was a horrendous night!
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There was a twinkle in my neighbour’s eye,
As she’d taken it out I asked her why,
She smiled. I noticed she was tooth-free, 
Her reply: “I can’t find my hearing aid battery!”
I said, Oh, I’ve lost my spectacles, see!
We both had a catheter, we couldn’t manually pee,
I led her to her flat, smilingly…
Told me she’d lost her key…
We opened the key-safe, eventually,
I went back to flat 73…
Could I find it? Not Me!
Carer led me to it, and I had a mug of tea!.
Hehehe!
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Cheers!