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My plans always seem to get waylaid,
The window cleaner cannot be paid…
Because he’s coming on a different day,
I’ve no cash available to pay,
I would have, if he’d come on the usual Thursday,
I’d have got cash on my way to having dentistry,
I was already feeling a little panicky,
Now he’s decided to come on Wednesday,
Carer Ejaz told me yesterday,
Take just the walking stick. We’ll be okay.
Today, “We’ll use the wheelchair”, dearie me!
Departing, ensure the catheter pouch is emptied,
Teeth to be removed, or will they be delayed?
ATM, SD card shop, camera to be batteried…
All on this Wednesday, a heavy workload,
It’ll be a day of fretting, busy and yauld,
I know things will never go as anticipated,
I should accept these whoopsies acquiescingly,
But, I know things will get uptight, aggravatingly.
What will Carer Ejaz decide on, ambulatorily?
A walking stick, wheelchair, or walker for me?
Will I need some Germoloid from the apothecary?
I now approach tomorrow, apprehensively,
I hope that things go with some amicability,
I hope to avoid any seizures, atrocity, or animosity,
The line above rings in vain, and artificiality,
I anticipate acrimony, albeit abstractedly,
I sense the day will end, sorry, & apologetically,
Additionally, abnormally, & accidentally…
Peripheral Neuropathy Pete Leg Dance, an esrapade,
Wednesday, fears, worries, shame will escalate,
Failures, mistakes to arrive in a fusillade,
But my concerns do not fade,
My uncertainty turns into a gallopade,
It’ll be a song & dance, blended with a harlequinade!
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Today was a mess trying to get as much as I could arranged or done in advance for Wednesday’s upcoming Daymare. I anticipate a blogless Wednesday. This one had to be cut short on Wednesday morning. I only got this far with it.
Short but sweet. Haha!

Carers Medical table.

Carer Ejaz wrote down how to use the texting on the new, unwanted, foolishy bought mobile.

The future price depends on how long Herr Starmer remains in charge of HMG.

End Car Park mud slide.
From the balcony.

Wonderful Nature.

View from the computer.

These are tasty!

Afternoon shot from the kitchenette.

Vegetable stew, or casserole?
Either way, it tasted great!.

Oddly, despite worrying about tomorrow’s dentist, bank, and computer shop to get batteries, SD card, Dizzy Dennis, and Lost-Balance-Brenda in attention, High-Mode-Horis was good to me.

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🤎 Have a Phenomenal Day 🤎
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