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I put this used photo online once the computer allowed me to, not to scare or shock you but rather to let you know how I felt the second I woke up this morning. For I had been dreaming a dream, dreamed like never before! Well, not for years now! 
In this wonderful, enthralling (to me) morning, the catheter was no longer attached! Griselda was on top of me, as she used to be long ago, and activities of the pleasure-making kind were taking place. Gawd, was I happy, and I honestly thought it was real and happening! But it wasn’t, of course, only in my demented but Oh-so-contented mind. Realisation returned as pain from the previously unused for yonks (Little Inchie) area that had grown in the dream. I think the catheter tube had been yanked at in the dream and partially dislodged. I soon felt and saw the blood. For some unknown reason, the night catheter bag was under my bed, somehow wrapped through the fall bars and on the floor, and still attached to the day catheter pouch. The day bag had been pulled down near my ankle, and the pain level increased as the situation dawned on me. Thus ended the moment of joy enjoyed as I woke up. 
Then, I felt embarrassed at pressing the wrist alarm, for I feared things were worse than they initially appeared. A nurse arrived within fifteen minutes. Then, just to make my sense of ignominy that bit worse, a second nurse arrived!
Mortification and Discombobulation Modes Developed! Explaining my plight to the ladies made me red-faced. However, they sorted things out for me within about five minutes. And the flat rang out with open laughter from the nurses and even me! This was because I could not resist telling them what had happened to cause my dilemma and the pickle I was in!
They cleaned me up and checked that everything was honky-dory. And it was. They stopped the bleeding in no time. Then, they removed the night bag and put in a new day bag for me. They laughed so much at one point that I thought they might have made themselves poorly. Hehehe! I bet this visit will be mentioned a few times when they return to the nurses’ HQ. They put some ointment on Little Inchies fungal lesion for me before reinserting the tube. Bless them. ♥ I suppose all this did happen and was not part of the convoluted morningmare, nightmare or dream? Haha!

The computer has been naughty all day. I’ve received memory shortage notices, and it’s not allowing me to upload photos. I may have to leave some of the few I’ve taken off the blog. And CorelDraw has been so stuttering that I’ve spent more time waiting for it to carry out keyed-in instructions than making the graphics. Grr!

I managed to do a little of my pareidoliaing of the sky and clouds this afternoon. The clear blue sky with some little puffer clouds just above the horizon was taken to the left of the kitchenette window.
Similar to the second to the right. Note I caught some of the balconies in this shot.
On this one, to the left higher up, I can see so many things in the clouds. Do they seem to be gathering together to do the Conga? Haha!
This high-up shot reveals a face, baby cloud faces, and an exhaust pipe. Well, it does to me. I bet you can see things I didn’t. Bootiful!
Then, there is a snap of the bottom field below the tree copse, with the local houses looking as pretty as a picture.

Not a lot today, so much time lost.

I’m unsure when I had this meal; it may have been yesterday. I found it amongst the shots that the computer would not let me use, and it did! But not the others. It’s late evening now. I’m going to try to take some sky photos that might please the computer’s fussiness.
Flipping ‘eck, they went on,
from window natural distance.

Zoomed in a little more for the second photo.

The closer for the third effort.
Do you notice the colouring in these shots? According to the Nottingham News, the Northern Lights can be seen tonight. I’ll take another one later. I had better get my black bean soup, red onions, chicken thigh, and chicken sausages in the pan to warm up.

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I may have made a cock-up here. I seem to think I’ve used the one above before… Oh, dearie me!

Food warming up now.
I’ll try another photo to see if the lights in the sky have changed. Well, yes, they have, haven’t they, not much!

Time to get the fodder served up now.
Black bean sauce, veggie sausages, mock-chicken chicken, sliced red onions, a dash of liquid smoke, and Warburton’s Milk Roll sliced bread. The only disappointment was that I could not open the tin of water chestnuts because it had no ring pull attached to the can. I tried the two can openers, but I cannot grip the roller well enough to turn it on. Sad, innit?
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Go forth forever, having fun & festivity,
Contentment, be counter-inflationary,
You can defy the devil defiantly,
With expediency, & exuberancy,
Life pans out pragmatically…
And you avoid pecuniosity!
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