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In the past, I’ve taken some abasements,
Not achieved many accomplishments,
I’ve been far too acquiescent,
Seen poverty, never been truly affluent,
Now my mind & body are out of alignment,
Names given to every one of my ailments,
People look at me in utter amazement…
Is it my warped body, or my accent?
Or my brain, that’s out of alignment?
My fears & worries are getting accrescent,
Little education, perhaps an autodidact?
Life used to bare some astoundment…
wonderment, amazement, & astonishment,
I genuinely think I’ve become abeyant!
My skin wrinkled, turning albicant.
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Medications? Codeine, Warfarin anticoagulant,
Lansoprazole, Furosemide, fluconazole,
Bata-Blockers, Finasteride, Bisoprolol,
Atorvastatin, Enoxaparin & Ramipril,
Piles, Cartilages, Chloe and Carol,
Aludrox, Diabetic Socks, Thiazide,
I’ve run out of diabetic Repaglinide,
Oh, yes, I’m well antisepticised,
I may even be bourgeoisified,
I’m not now got a bleeding backside!
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Watching films, I’ve actually cried,
The girls with whom I cosied…
Not one of them was dissatisfied,
Although some at first they faux-defied,
I usually ended up well satisfied,
I tried to be fair and act dignified,
Problems identified, they intensified,
Then I became unworthily undignified,
Now, in old age, I think I’ve immatured,
My hope for peace seems justified,
I see my faults, and they remain uncorrected…
Facts, figures dates & times I’ve memorised,
My brain has not been notified…
Messages Doreen Dementia has nullified,
The gap twixt reality & fact gets wide,
Solutions not forthcoming, not procured,
Can life not be altered, transmogrified?
Into an existence where I’m not petrified?
Why is good luck considered a proscripted benefit for me?
Ah, well, it’s time I imbibed!
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An inferior shot of the sun on its way down, taken from the kitchenette window. I think I might have already posted this one yesterday.
Doorstep-sized slices of bread were dunked into the Bulgarian-made Compass brand can of sausage and bean Stew, with some Gung Po sauce and water chestnuts added. Very Nice! It claims that a healthy dose of fibre and calcium is provided with just one serving of beans. With the addition of sausage, the dish offers the best of both health and taste. I wouldn’t claim that on its own. But, with the Gung Po sauce, yes! I ate it all! Not keen on the soft sausage.

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Part of the Tim Price feline family. Look at those eyes! King of the Clowder & it shows! Handsome chap, from New Mexico.
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CLASSIC PAINFUL TOE STUBBBING
For an unknown reason, I decided to make up some laundry pots. I use bicarbonate of soda tubs to put the laundry pods and fresher in. I’ve got about ten pots done, why I would want to make more up, is just one of the many mysteries of Woodthorpe Courts hobgoblins, spectres, gnomai, phantasms, grotesque succubae, Whoopsiedangleplops, ailments, extraterrestrials, ectoplasms, spirits, Accifauxpas, rent increases, food price hikes, and the Fata Morganas, that have been sent to taunt, irritate and terminate my already limited saneness of mind!
Then, I couldn’t find the crystals anywhere. I searched the room, the unused bedroom, the kitchen hallway, and the wet room. At the time, I could not remember even moving them anywhere. 

The innards warned me to get to the Porcelain Throne in some haste. So, I did! I’m glad I did. Because it was a close call, I managed to do it just in time. The evacuation was completed within seconds of initiating the motion. Well, I didn’t start it really, it flowed on its own, before my coxic landed on the raised plastic seat. Pongy in the extreme! I knocked some things off of the trolley. Cleaning up took 30 minutes!

I made a brew of Co-op 99 tea, and got the computer on. After it had been on for a minute or two, I got this message appear on the screen. Narrator Keyboard. I didn’t knnow I’d turned on the narrator keyboard. Or what the flipping ‘eck it was or is for that matter!
I pressed Caps Lock + 1 to turn off whatever it was, and the last three photos and graphics simply disappeared from the Editor page. The mysteries of Woodthorpe Courts hobgoblins, spectres, gnomai, phantasms, grotesque succubae, ectoplasms, Whoopsiedangleplops, ailments, extraterrestrials,  spirits, Accifauxpas, rent increases, food price hikes, and the Fata Morganas strike again!

I got on the computer and started working on today’s Ode. I hope you like it. 👍🏼

ILC (Independent Living Coordinator), Warden
Oberstgrüppenfuhreress, and Primo Ballerina, Deana came to see me. I was just coming out of yet another mini-seizure at the time. I can’t recall everything we said, but I remember two things (I think) I mentioned, which must have sounded to Deana like a lot of nonsense. One, I mentioned the current seizure, but I’m not sure what I meant; I waffled a bit, I reckon. And not finding the tubs I had made up, nor the stack of air fresheners, fabric sprays, and laundry fresheners that had magically disappeared. I did add, that when “Carer Joe” arrives, I bet he’d go straight to them. Making me feel a twit. Which caused a laugh.

Returning to ode creation, I had struggled earlier, but now I was back to my normal (albeit low) level of concentration; it flowed more easily for me.
I finished it and posted it on the blog.

01:20 hrs: “Carer Joe” rang the intercom; I pressed “Admit”, and he was soon in the room with me. Straight away, I asked him about the freshers and inquired where I, or we, had stored them during Joe’s make-more-room session. All done to make me safer and less at risk of taking a tumble, that we’d put them? Without hesitation, he pointed at the ottomans. Of course I did feel a fool anyway, but the moment he bent to take the first lid off, I remembered where we’d put them. Another mysterious blank had been solved! Hahaha!
Thanks to “Carer Joe”, who saw the funny side. And that’s a good thing. Thanks mate!

The sun was well risen now. I’ll have to put my prescription sunglasses on soon. When the sun comes round and in through the balcony windows. I do this now, when the glare disturbs and upsets . My vision is severely affected, especially on sunny afternoons.
So no more sunshine shots, until things darken.

I moved on with blog, and was concentrating a little better. Then another mini-seizure hit home. Only a couple of minutes, well it felt like that to me. When I came round, I decided to get a cold drink from the fridge to help me clear my head.  : As I stood up, the catheter day bag dropped down. The top tube yanked vicsiously at
I quickly grabbed the pouch and eased it back up, to release the pressure on Little Inchie. A little bit of bleeding. Plenty of pain, though. Took thisshot of the bag. It wasn’t ready to burst, but it was well full. The weight must have caused the droppage as I stood up. My estimate of a two minute seizure must have been well off target. I went to the wet room to clean and medicate, and I put on fresh protection pants.
As I returned to the computer, my possible mistake became apparent. It was having the cold drink, wasn’t it? Would that force the wee out faster? I think I may have lost track of this recollection. Tsk!

Blimus! It’s gone 15:00hrs already!
Mayhap the seizure was a long one after all?

I’ll get on with the WP Reader, and Comments.

Friday AM – I’m back to update!
An earlier than normal meal.

A can of beef and potato vegetable stew, plenty of Gung-Po sauce, added mushroom ketchup, and sliced pickled water chestnuts. Baked some round rolls of bread. I over cooked them a smidge. They turned out like I used to like them years ago; but the rotting teeth nowadays gave me a lot of pain. So I had to break them up and add them to the flavoured sauce to soften them slightly. Nice!

Carer Akrem Ejaz visited, and I spotted some smoke coming from the houses in the distance. I tried to take snaps, but was incapable at that time, as I had a rare, but lengthy attack from . In fact, he stayed for over an hour. Never done that before; there were a few parts of my torso appendages that escaped treatment. To make things worse, much later, when ran out of steam, along came attention from .
But her assault was only short and sharp.
I lost the plot again there! Sorry! I asked Carer Ejaz if he could take photos of the smoke coming from the fires. He took these shots for me.
The first spotted smoke
Then Ejaz spotted another to the right.
Now he could see three!
Baffling!

An odd night’s sleep.
Or, more accurately, the wake-ups started later than usual, but lasted longer than normal, and not a single one of them was a jump-awake one. I felt a smidge like I do when coming out of a . I assume I’d been having Nocturnal Seizures.
Yet once I’d decided to get up, much later than usual, I felt pretty good… for me. Hehe!

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TTFNski, Each!
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