Old, sick, weary, but harmless. I need to make others smile!
Inchy Today: Saturday 26th July 2025
– – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – IMPRISONED IN HIS FLAT
Life up in the sky is kind of paradoxical,
Indoors, with natters mental and physical,
Life’s reason, now considered penitential,
Rarely accompanied by anything providential,
Less reality, but more phantasmagorical,
Sex is now an impossibility, no events postcoital,
Ailments, psychiatric and/or psychological,
Depressions, seizures are plethorical,
Cancer, catheter, can’t manually pittle,
Lymphorrhoea, mechanical-ticker, a new pustule,
Body and brain, both now paroxysmal,
Hopes and plans ending up phantasmal,
It’s not easy living as a pseudointellectual,
My face gathering, growing many a pothole,
Dreams, I once had pocketsful…
For me now, surviving is no longer pivotal,
As I hastily grow more pitiable,
Movements of body & mind prove problematical,
Now… where’s my pentobarbital? – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – –
Bad night. Up at 06:00hrs
Nocturnal pouch removed.
Balcony shots taken. Into the balcony to take some snaps End car park above. Tree Copse & Woodthorpe Park.
Brew of tea. Started the blog update. Snapped the calendar clock. Changed the date. Tsk!
Photos from the kitchen window. To the left. Down to Citrus Walk parking.
Carer Ejaz called. Medications taken.
Red Cross texted. A technician is coming on Monday to look at the walker and wheelchair.
Iceland delivery,not a lot. Selection in the kitchen. I put a mushroom in my slow cooker. Not cheap chips – but good taste!
Washed, dried and refilled the two nibble jars.
Sunshine waning.
Down goes the sun. Another double-take.
Those chips were lovely!
Carers Mizra, Ejaz & Akeyo today.
The day the catheter day-pouch has not been changed this week. I keep forgetting to ask them. Patches were not checked either. They know about my memory problem and
78 years of age, pretty ugly, short, bald, pot-bellied, in ill health. Decaying physically and morally. Mechanical ticker valve, Duodenal Donald, Saccades-Sandra, Arthur Itis, Hernia Henry, Hard of Hearing Hank, Bad eyesight Boris, Reflux Roger, Peripheral Neuropathy, Nerve Neurotransmitters Not-working Wendy, Bladder Cancer Chris, Stuttering Stephany, Haemorrhoid Harold, Shaking Shaun, Dizzy Dennis, FND, ... there are others, but I've tired myself out, now! Hehehe! Oh, then I had a stroke! Now awaiting Cataract & Glaucoma operations. Diabetes 2, Leg-Ulcer-Ulrich, Cartilage Chloe & Carole and am flat-bound. Tsk!
Failures, Accifauxpas and Whoopsiedangleplops are my Forte... Hehehe!
I love making folk smile when I can. TTFNski!
Is it just me or is the sun rising and setting faster these days? Now, when you empty the bag, do you do it in the fashion of the 12th century – chuck it over the balcony?
I’ve been telling everyone that it the sun gets to a horizon, I’ve only got three minutes before it goes out of view, so agree with you. It was a month ago ten minutes. Fact!
Throwing urine and excrement out onto the streets as in days of old… That brought a laugh to me! Thanking you.
You’ve been a prisoner in your flat for so long now. It’s sad. You got some great shots of the park, and super sunset shots. That was a great-looking meal.
Hi, Tim, Thanks for the comment.
It does get to me sometimes, stuck in here so long.
The Park – so near, yet so far away. Sob!
This nosh had the ‘Chip Shop Chips’ Best frozen chips I’ve ever had.
Have I ever mentioned that I talk to the furries on you posts? Well, I do. Love em all!
Cheers.
Thank you, Tim.
I remembered to tell the Carer that the catheter contraption needed changing… Today (Monday). I explained I was not getting at him, it was me forgetting when we change subjects. I don’t think he liked it. I didn’t get a parting knuckle-touch from him for the first time ever. But he did tell me to have a good day as he left. Haha!
I struggle sometimes with everyday things, depending on various conditions, seizures, Ann Gyna (whos been very kind for two days now), Dementia Doreen etc.
Cheers, and have a bonafide slice of good luck today – I’ve sent it through the ether, Tim. 👍🏻🙏🏼
Is it just me or is the sun rising and setting faster these days? Now, when you empty the bag, do you do it in the fashion of the 12th century – chuck it over the balcony?
I’ve been telling everyone that it the sun gets to a horizon, I’ve only got three minutes before it goes out of view, so agree with you. It was a month ago ten minutes. Fact!
Throwing urine and excrement out onto the streets as in days of old… That brought a laugh to me! Thanking you.
The sun set
And then
Performed an encore.
My take on the photo take 🙂
Very kind of you, Billumski! 👍🏻
You’ve been a prisoner in your flat for so long now. It’s sad. You got some great shots of the park, and super sunset shots. That was a great-looking meal.
Hi, Tim, Thanks for the comment.
It does get to me sometimes, stuck in here so long.
The Park – so near, yet so far away. Sob!
This nosh had the ‘Chip Shop Chips’ Best frozen chips I’ve ever had.
Have I ever mentioned that I talk to the furries on you posts? Well, I do. Love em all!
Cheers.
I think you do a good job of dealing with all your problems, Gerry, as good as you can or anyone else could. Have a blessed Sunday. 😍🙏
Thank you, Tim.
I remembered to tell the Carer that the catheter contraption needed changing… Today (Monday). I explained I was not getting at him, it was me forgetting when we change subjects. I don’t think he liked it. I didn’t get a parting knuckle-touch from him for the first time ever. But he did tell me to have a good day as he left. Haha!
I struggle sometimes with everyday things, depending on various conditions, seizures, Ann Gyna (whos been very kind for two days now), Dementia Doreen etc.
Cheers, and have a bonafide slice of good luck today – I’ve sent it through the ether, Tim. 👍🏻🙏🏼