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Who was it that said, hopes immortal?
A mortal? A Saint or someone asteroidal?
Starmer? Read 1 Timothy 6:16 in the bible?
As we’re all mortal, it sounds antagonistical,
But things in the world are now so unalterable,
We may yet invent a time machine, or portal,
One that can travel forward & be reversible?
Oligarchs would sell it to the coercible,
Do you think the possibility is apprehensible?
Anyone using one must be cautious and sensible…
Changing the past – the future changes, it’s inevitable
Does it work going forward? Yes, in things medicable,
Diseases: no longer repairable or rectifiable,
But will the end of the world be avoidable?
Will Starmer becoming PM be preventable?
If so, UK citizens will find that astronomical!
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MORNING THOUGHTS IN ODE
After last night’s sleeping faux pas & farces,
I need a dentist, neurologist or Adventist?
More Carers for longer, whatever this costs.
I’ll do without food, electricity, or sex,
Each day I wonder what calamity will come next,
Did I sin in a past life? Or have I been hexed?
Mental parasites, my cerebrum they infest,
Yet still I feel that I’ve been blessed…
Nurse Wilhemena came with her massive chest!
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I didn’t get out of bed this morning; I did that last night. Stubbed my toe, got to the Porcelain Throne too late, again.  
All in all, as it happened, weighing it all up, the day was well up there at the very close to the top of the league of Whoopsiedangleplops. But the night outshone, and shamed Saturday day. I can’t think of anything that went right. Something must have…

At least I managed to get the Ablutionalisationing and Medicationing done before the Carer arrived. That was because he was a little late, given it was Sunday and there were so few buses running. I realised there was little time to get a good job done, so I skipped washing my feet. And in my haste, I forgot to clean my teeth; I did them later when I realised. The shaving produced several minuscule nicks around the back of the neck and a corker on my cheek. I’d better add that it was the cheek on my face. Just to avoid any confusion. Hehehe!

Later, a few minutes later, Carer Ejaz arrived. Graded the pouch as a 4 on the NHS scale. Issued the medications and antisepticated the rough skin on my lymph nodes on my legs. Got the diabetic socks on. Thanked him & wished him well, and off he shot. Whooosh! No problem with that, he had to dash to catch a rare Sunday bus, bless him.

I paid Porcelain Throne another visit. Still controlled my Trotsky Terence, but I didn’t get caught out this time.

I made a mug of Detox tea. The expensive one that uses boiling water to steep it in. Fifteen minutes later, I removed the bag, and as it says on the bag, “Do not gulp this tea, sip it.”  So, I did.

I then got yesterday’s Khagoule hand-washed in the kitchen sink. Midway through the rinsing of the shirt, I knew that a seizure was coming on; I felt it, but I cannot say precisely how, but I was aware of it on its way. I got into the front room before it came and got seated. I wasn’t aware of entering a never-never land, but that’s precisely what happened as soon as I returned and became semi-aware that reality was back. Dizziness and lack of balance kept me sitting down for a few minutes, and I attempted to have a poddle around. Greattt! Not too bad at all. Usually, the short seizure after effects are more substantial than the long ones, but this one was a good recovery. I went into the kitchen, cause I remembered what I was doing, and the water in the bowl was stone cold. Then, it dawned on me that I must have been out of it for a long time, without realising it.
I got the khagoul rung out and hung it up on the shower rail in the wet room.

I got a text message from Amazon. I couldn’t press the ‘Press to Reply or talk’ button on the screen because my phone didn’t have internet. I thought maybe they had arrived with the Diabetic socks and left them in the foyer. I went down to investigate.
Nothing in the lobby.
I pottered in the laundry room. While I was there, I put my hand in the dryer that caused all the Thursday pandemonium; it felt warm, so I assume it’s been mended again. Fifteen minutes later, a driver arrived at the front lobby door. He had the socls along with a few items for other flats. He came up in the lift with me, and I returned to my call. No, flat!
I opened the box of socks. Realising they have an L & R sewn into each pair.
How much do you bet that a Carer will leave on in the washer on his first visit with the new worn socks?

OH, DEAR!
More time is lost while using CorelDRAW. Then the door chime chimed out, and in came Carer Mizra. I realised then that the seizure had to have lasted for at least three hours. I haven’t had one that long in weeks, if not months. But the after effects were minimal and short-lived. I’m waffling, sorry.

Well, part of another day lost, following my losing most of the night before! Isn’t life exciting? I told Mizra of the prolonged seizure and the Detox tea. He said he’d look into my problem with my JS Nectar Card later on. Kind of him.

What a concoction I had tonight!
Truly a Multinational Meal.
Nandos Peri-Pei lemon & herb extra Mild sauce:(Vinegar, Onion Purée (6%), Lemon Purée (4%), Sunflower Seed Oil, Garlic Purée (2.5%), Salt, Spice and Herb Mix (Cayenne Pepper, Paprika, Parsley, African Bird’s Eye Chilli), Stabilisers (Xanthan Gum, Propylene Glycol Alginate), Antioxidants (Ascorbic Acid, Rosemary Extract), Colour (Paprika Extract), Dextrose), Made in the UK.
Extra mild Peri-Peri Sauce.
‘Mother’s Recipe’ Pakistani Vegetable pickle:
Mixed vegetable pieces, mango, carrot, lime, green chilli, amba, haldar, karonda, kerda, or other seasonal vegetables, brine, edible common salt, acidity regulator (ins260), edible vegetable oil, spices, condiments, asafetida..
Polish Fresh Garden Peas
Local-grown potatoes:
Roasted in the oven, sliced and then added to the mix, with a little Marmite added.
Isle of Wight Brown tomatoes
Quartered and added.
Bulgarian diced pickled beetroots.
Mushrooms & Mushroom Ketchup
Can of Romanian Pea Stew
Asian Water Chestnuts added.
Kung Po Chinese sauce
The whole lot was mixed up and put into the microwave, on high for 8 minutes.
Two Italian cheese-topped bread rolls.

I’m anticipating breaking the record for Porcelain Throne Trotsky Terence visits in any one day, tomorrow. Currently standing at six. I used far too much of the Pakistani vegetable pickle on that meal.
I used half of that quantity this time.

Carer Mizra helped me wash my feet, before he medicated the leg wounds cracka and fissures.

🌺 Keep Well & Safe 🌺