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I found a fish that wasn’t mentioned? No House, Tsk!
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I managed about three hours of reasonable sleep. A wake-up from , three, what felt like bone-crunching efforts, from , and only one outcry from .
& were both surprisingly calm all night… But I’m not going to go into a , I’ve learnt my lesson about what happens when I do that. The night nocturnal pouch contained a fair amount of far too red urine, which needed to be removed and clinically disposed of.
The sun was shining, which made me realise that it was later than I initially supposed it was when I returned from the peace of sleep and back into the world of worries, frustration, Accifauxpas, and depression. I do waffle on at times; I’ve noticed that. Sorry. I took two Kodak shots of the views on offer. When I’d taken a photo of the tree copse, the early morning sun had disappeared again.

I’m going to have to rush now; it’s so late, and I’m behind again.
Mini Seizures attacking again.
Recall taking this one, beautiful puffer clouds.

The carer forgot to take the waste bag, so it was no problem. I took them both to the rubbish chute.

The JS order arrived.

Got the pod peas shelled.

A spot of rain; it must have lasted for two minutes.

Well, the sun’s trying for a last hurrah!.

Carer Chris arrived. I pointed out that I was feeling depressed, fed-up and sick of getting no help medically. He offered to change the catheter bag. But we could not find any. I had a search, and I added two toe-stubbings as I did so. Arrgh!

After he left, I looked in the tip room again and found them. I’ll see if he has time to fit it in on the last call. Nope!

I gave up on this blog. I’m just not me today. Hehe!
Got some food together.

Vegetarian sausages, red onion, fresh garden peas, Marmite cheese, tomatoes & Marmite sarnies with no-butter butter.

Clouds broke up.

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