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Oh, for a night’s sleep, to inveigle,
A full night’s sleep would be incredible,
Lack of sleep is so depressional…
Causes, multi-varied, the seizures aberration?
Steve’s Thought Storms, all choplogical,
Anne Gyna, having a resurrection?
Duodenal Donald, so damned painful,
Twitching Neck Nigel’s jerking motion,
Shaking Shaun with a misguggle.
Doreen Dementia being nepenthean,
Is the catheter malfunctional,
Arthur Itis, cartilages, fungal lesion,
Cognitive Impairment, to confuddle,
Back Pain Branda, nightmare confusion,
A Grizelda dream, feeling coital,
Mechanical aorta, piles, corporality,
EQ visits and being oblectational,
The usual imprecation & malediction,
Guilt, vilification, ankles inquination
Last night was more confusional…
No sleep, but no real reason…
Causing me aggravations,
Not any pain from my bunions,
None of the usual causes?
Do I need some detoxifications?
Why? What causes my sleep dysfunctions?
What are the justifications, & reasons?
What were or are the causes?
What’s ruining my nocturnal hibernations?
Maybe I’m having noctambulations?
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Rush job, it’s a devil trying to catch up with so many jobs to do. I assume the Carers & Social are arranging for the domestic and financial hep visits to be started, eventually.
A 7, I think, on the NHS scale.
The sun broke through.
But not for long.
Still, that means that Gladys Glaucoma will not be affected so much.
Clock-Calendar.
Slow, painful, & bloody.
The wound on Arthur Itis and Catheter Chloe is getting so much better already.
Unburnt lambburgers!
Georgous!
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Fascinating ode, Gerry. Sleepless nights I have are caused by mental concerns, rather than physical things. We made through another week, and that’s something to be thankful for.
WE have prevailed another week.
Can’t be bad. Hehehe! 🙏🏻
Methinks you want the young Griselda. I realised the other day I’m still 35 in my head, and most of ex girlfriends are not 35, they’re my age – o well.
Spot on – Cheers.
Ah, Grizzly, I still get the odd movement below when I think of her. The worst thing that could happen is if she reappears to me – and here’s me incapable of taking advantage and going into heavenly, sweaty, sublime bliss with her. Just a provoked thought. Hahaha!
Ah, how the mind works eh?
Precious memories are often sad ones, mate. Knowing things can never be done again.
Oh, Grizelda… Cough, shake of head, curse word, bottom lip protruded.
I’m alright now. Haha!
Cheers.
I think memory and grief are so intertwined, like joy and sadness, life’s a strange business.
I got a call from the nurse today, she will be arranging a memory test for me. At home! Yes!
Well that’s something, usually they make people go in over here.
AH ,they know my problems, mate.
They are interested too. Haha! Bless them! ♥