Day: 27 July 2024

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Last night’s sleep was full of intrusions. Dozens of them! I spent the night waking up with a jump and, amazingly, swearing and falling rapidly back into slumber. Occasionally, pain from ‘s  Ankle Ulcer got in on the act. Fair enough, I try not to have any favourite ailments. Hehe! … Unfortunately, the Sherida Shocks didn’t know when to stop today. I think they are connected partly to having my stroke . I signed onto the healthunlocked.com site, and sometimes, well, very often, others say of their electric shocks. The American ones have specialists and many varied treatments received. All I got from the NHS, was when they diagnosed it; ‘It will only get worse with time, the is nothing we can do to repair dying neurotransmitters’ the nwent home and looked up what they were on the laptop.
However, I did not suffer with them then. Since the Diabetes took a stronger hold of me, so did .
So, not a restful night. Humph!
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Not a lot of writing today. You’ll see why later. Huh!
Yet another too-deep colour for the nocturnal catheter pouch to be recorded.

The one good thing about the Porcelain Throne evacuation was that for the… wait for it, 15 minutes spent waiting for the motion to start, plus the 9 minutes of agony it took to force it along, I didn’t have a single shock from .
However, for the first time in three days, poor old bled this time.
So, I got the extremities cleaned and medicated next. Olive oiled the ears, tooth tinctured the teeth, Barrier creamed my underarm, and man-breasts rashes. Then Phorpain gelled Arthur Itis, Cartilages Chloe and Carol. Got the eye drops in, I could not reach to treat the ingrowing toenails, but Carer Christopher did them for me later on, bless him. Then, as carefully as I could, I started shaving. A lot of blood was coming from the right earhole tab; I had to pour some Brut over it to find where it was coming from.   Instantly, I found it… it stung a bit. It turned out to be a massive, gigantic wound about the size of half that of a small pinhead.  Hehe!

Carer Kara came. She was in a rush; she was doing a double. Medicated me, barrier creamed all my red spots. ♥ We spoke about something on the computer, but I can’t remember what else due to my going into a Seizure of some sort; I assume Kara thought I’d nodded off. Or it may have come on after Kara had left? Hahaha!
Later, Carer Chris arrived.
I was sorting out the Low-Cost Food Shop order that was delivered last night, and I’d forgotten about respite walking around the boxes all morning and last night. Fool!
WHOOPSIEDANGLEPLOP!
My annoyance was more annoyanced than ever before! How I did it, I don’t know… but the word list I had to create again after losing the original to the ether just couldn’t be found! I committed myself to do nothing else at all until I found it.
No doubt at all; I also lost the page on the notepad where I had the noddle for once to write down the name of the file and where I’d stored it last afternoon; it brought shame, misery and depression I could have done without. And the time that it cost me! I searched everywhere to try and find that notepad page. No luck, of course. I then search through all the Word. docs on the control panel.
I was getting more upset and self-lambing and was on the verge of giving up and doing something silly. After three hours, to me, it was so important to find it to do today’s blog with I was tempted to start drinking again. Instead, I meandered depressedly into the kitchen and took two shots of the sky views.
The beauty of the clouds took my mind off of my worries for a few minutes. Then, I searched each room again for the note page. No chance, of course. Then took more snaps.
Back on the computer, as I started another search in the hope that I’d missed them, with my eyes getting foggy and double vision – I had an epiphany!
At the same time, an inner self-anger rose up!
Twit! Dumbo! Imbecile! Idiot!
Bird-brain! Featherhead! Stupid-Clot!
Doofuss! Nerk! Knuckle-dragger!
I suddenly realised that I’d saved it in Notepad!
My self-esteem was low enough before…
ARGH!!!
Giving up seems like an idea at this moment!.

I shelled some more, the last of the fresh garden peas ready to use later. I’ve spent so much time searching for ~ Words I’d lost but hadn’t, I just forgot where I’d stored them—that Chris did his evening call already!
If I ever catch up on this blog, I’ll look forward to this feast. Or will I? I’m feeling low.
Chris took these Kodak snaps of my poor old legs for me.
The ankle ulcer does not look like it is going to erupt, but the base has gone all around the lower leg, so we’ll see what happens. Along with the shocks it sends up the leg, it has now started itching like mad. Oddly, for the first time, the lower arms are the same. Beats me?
I’ve waffled more than I planned to, but I will be on this blog for hours yet. Might have to pack up, but I can’t sleep cause the replacement showerhead is due at 22:00hrs. I’ll check the tracker again; hang on… Yes, it’ll be ten before it gets here.

I’ll make some nosh. But I dare not not fall asleep before the showerhead arrives, and I am so tired. I’ll not be back on tonight.
I do fear missing hearing the intercom when the delivery arrives. Oh, dear. It’s back to near normal for me today!

The showerhead and batteries arrived at about 21:40hrs.
Carer Chris will fit it for me in the morning.

I got the belated nosh at last.
This is me, feet up, tray on the humongous belly, watching some recorded ‘Heartbeat’ episodes. It took me a while to work out how to get them running. I’ve got to remember to ask Carer Kara again because there must be a quicker way of doing it than I did.
I nodded off to sleep, so I won’t be going to bed tonight. However, the sleep was much better, believe it or not. And, awakenings were far less than they have been lately. She may have tired herself out with the legions of daytime shocks she issued me with!

I found them… (Smug-Mode Adopted) But it took me nearly 10 minutes, so the Smug-Mode was removed.
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Angela, I was her servant and adorer,
I got made redundant and became poorer,
She ran off with the milkwoman, Nora,
I went to Leeds; I couldn’t afford Bermuda!.
Just thought I’d tell yer, see ya!

TTFN.