08 | August | 2025 | Inchie Today

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Based, of course, on my own experiences,
Your brain will not be so capacious,
Your cerebrum will not be as duteous,
Your memory will fade, fail or turn factitious,
You will be open and liable to fraudulencies,
Your decision-making will turn into faff,
According to your mood, you may well laugh…
There are many dementias that we may have,
Diabetic dementias, bringing delirium or psychosis,
Depressions, dingbats, Psychological disorders,
Second childhood, neurasthenia, mental distress,
Hydrocephalus Dementia, Huntington’s diseases,
Frontotemporal dementia, or mixed dementias,
Lewy body dementia, or Diabetic dementias,
Lewy affects your mind & body, that’s crass!
Senile dementia, or diabetic dementias,
Peripheral Neuropathy; You’ll see neurologists,
Your cognitivity declines, maybe find brain disorders,
Mental decrepitudes, possibly going subdelirious,
This is a fair warning, not spurious,
Knowing what may behead is sagacious,
No matter if it’s agony, harmful or heinous,
So keep on writing and reading in WordPress…,
NHS not interested, rely on charities,
You’ll change your opinion of hilarities,
After your first session with a hypnotherapist,
Hilarity, joy will go all minimalist…
When scorned for the appointment you missed,
You lose your watch and find it on your wrist,
Problems will turn you into a hypothesist,
You’ll consider suicide; you must resist!

Coming Soon: Part Two, How to cope!
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When I stirred in bed, all the signs were of having had a nocturnal seizure. The disorientation was so intense that I actually thought at first that I was going to fall out of bed! Getting out of it, slowly and carefully, proved to be a good idea. Dizzy Dennis and or Balance Loss pestered me for a few minutes. Soon to be joined by Cartilage Carol; she gave way a few times over the day, but no tumbles. A few close calls, though, she didn’t have me over, thankfully.

I had more mentally incapacitating mini-seizures today than ever before, very sparse notes on the memory pad, so this may be the shortest blog yet.

Still no SD card. I mentioned it to each caller, hoping one might say they will get me one and drop it off next time they call, but no one did. Still, it’s not their job. No complaints. So, no photos. Carer.

In the evening, Ejaz made his first call to me in several days, and I was pleased to see him.

What I thought at first was that a Community Nurse rang the intercom. When the gal got into the flat, I realised she was from the Cardiac DVT Warfarin Clinic. She used my tackle to take the BP, and her ear thermometer. Listened to my lungs. Some Cough-cough instructions. (Hehe!) The nurse insisted that I had to keep drinking water. Many questions were asked, but I’ve written all I can recall about the visit. Other than that, she was a cracker! (Naughty!)

At some time, ILC (Independent Living Coordinator), Oberstgrüppenführeress Warden, and Prima Ballerina, Warden Deana came in.
She was on the yearly fact-updating mission. I had to change the Diabetic Dementia to the new (another name) Premorbid Cognitive Impairment. Then, Lymphorrhea Leslie and Little Inchies’ fungal lesion were added. The wound on the tip was caused by the Catheter tubing and the failure of carers to change the pouch weekly.

Can’t recall anything else with no notes to prompt me. Later in the day, I tried the old SD card again to take a shot of the meal – Blimey, it took it!
So I took a shot of the sunset. I downloaded them to CorelDraw, put the card back in to take more, and the camera refused the card again. I tried again several times, but I got the card must be formatted message. Clicked to format (and lose all the photos). The camera could not format the SD card! I was lifted so much when the camera unexpectedly took the two pictures, but sank into a Darius Depression afterwards.