Iotaless Inchy: Thur 7 Nov 2024

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The Grim Reaper paid another call; he’s named Zit,
This is the second time this month he’s paid a visit,
He smelt of death and vinaigrette… 
He went on about heaven & hell both being illicit,
Hell? he thought I’d cope better with it,
Heaven: I wouldn’t last for a minute …
Hell holds politicians and people who are Oligarchic,
He offered me a different course of action,
He can arrange the Time Lord option,
He’s willing to assist me get a Grim Reaper adoption,
But to qualify, I must commit an abomination!
“Must I rob a bank or do an abduction?”
You must kill; your best bet is an assassination…
“That’s no problem if it’s a politician”,
“Knocking off our PM would be a pleasure,
Do you mean Keir Starmer?
“He’s a pensioner plunderer!”
“A liar by omission & deceiver!”
“He’s more of a hoodwinker than a wisecracker!”
Great, get it done sooner, not later…
You’re due to snuff it this December!
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ON THE MEND NOW!
Despite my inability to stay asleep for more than ten minutes, I’d been engulfed 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 for hours & hours. Slowly, the pains from my left arm had dwindled, and my right arm was hardly noticeable. The dizziness was less frequent, and I was feeling much better now. Shivering was the only ailment, any bother. 
Naturally, Cartilage Carol and Chloe still gave the impression that they would give way, but they’ve been doing that for months. It’s been a while since my last visit to the , at least I think it has.
I felt a lot more savvy with it this morning.

The night pouch seemed to be fuller than usual. If I recall correctly, I asked the Carer to put it on earlier than normal. I can’t remember why. I wobble into the kitchen, planning to check things and get the ablutions sorted. But No! The hot water tap had been left running for 6 hours. It was only dribbling, but enough for the water to be stone cold! For once, I don’t think I can be blamed. I did not go in the kitchen at all yesterday afternoon or night.

So, no ablutioning could be done. I did try using the Porcelain Throne
NO MOVEMENT!
Then I went back to the kitchenette.
And I took these snaps of the morning view on offer.

Carer Richard arrived as I was doing the pictureless Wednesday blog. I remembered telling him that the prescriptions had been picked up and telling him a short tale of the events on Tuesday. I asked each carer to please let him know that I’d got the medicines to save him from going to collect them. But he said no one told him. I’m glad but surprised that I remembered it now.

The J. Sainsbury order arrived while Richard was here. I got it put away before I thought about photographing anything. Richard helped me carry the bags to the kitchen.

So I nipped around, taking these shots on the left.

Top one Frikadellens in the fridge.
Next, Golonkowa and sausages are in the fridge.
Then, some cut-price burgers and beef in gravy were also in the fridge.
Drinks, ready-made meals, cream cakes for the warden’s treat, and a jar of black bean sauce were also included.
Then, there are yoghourts, lemon curd, and lemon & lime flavours. And the Vegemite.
I topped up the nurse’s drinkie shelf. Not, I’d got myself some cans of shandy.

Imitation gurgling sounds came from the innards; I shot back to the wet room.
Well, that was a pointless effort. 
Not a sausage!
Pain & blood, Yes!
Hehehe!

When Carer Sham left in the afternoon, I realised that had been so kind to me over the last day and a half while I was out of it and feeling rough. It was her returning with a vengeance that made me realise.
Suddenly, I was struggling to concentrate again. I also realised how well I had done with the blog. It all changed! At least  was being kind to me. I may regret saying that later!

Would any of my hundreds of fans, either of you, like to guess what this photo is of?
I ask cause I can’t remember taking it or where or why?

It’s getting hard work now with the mind-blanks.

Warders Julie & Deans popped in to see me. 
Then I received a call from someone convinced I was someone called Trevor. I tried to keep calm about his insistence on swearing and telling me not to be such a wanker. He may well have been intoxicated or on drugs, and maybe he’s rang the wrong number. I hope.

I ordered some microwave heat and eat plates. I don’t think I’ll be able to get the cooker removed and replaced anytime soon, so I don’t want to spend any money on it. Getting the computer sorted out is my priority. Hopefully, I can manage these pots with the microwave and air-cooker. 

I took these snaps of the kitchen view. It was getting dark and a smidge misty, but I tried to capture the changing colours of the trees and bushes.

Hello, I’m off to the often-visited WC in the wet room yet again!

Same result,
NOW OUT!

Carer Chris did the tea-time call. He was in a rush, he’ll be doing the late call too.

Ging to sign off now and get something to eat.A can of tomatoes, bacon and bread, methinks.
Back in the morning.
I took these shots while I was cooking. I like it when the photographs depict the sky as having a brown hue. It does it sometimes in the morning as well. Of course, it’s most likely due to something I keep doing repeatedly wrong photographically.

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The meal: Tomatoes, black bean sauce, red onions sliced in, and some smoked streaky bacon. Brown & wholemeal cobs, and after digesting the feast, Carer Christopher arrived. The little monkey ran his fingernails along the soles of my feet again when he took of my diabetic socks. I’ve asked him not to. Hehe! But he seems to enjoy doing it. (Joking, I don’t want anyone to read this and think otherwise)

TTFN folks.
Keep on not giving up!