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I read this with a certain ambivalence,
For my brain’s gained degree of avirulence,
My brain shows truculence in defiance…
My brain returns only ululants,
I believe he’s after aggrandisements,
Praise, thanks; hence his truculence?
But he can’t be blamed for being impercipient,
For his world is baron of jouissance,
Yet, he copes with my verbal-absonance!
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Straight into it, I’m so far behind with this blog: It is Thursday morning now, 08:054hrs, only just kicking off from here. Forgive any cock-ups chronologically or grammatically. I was so busy again. I may miss bits off to try and get caught up. Because Thursday (today) I’ve a nurse calling. Social Worker, Window cleaner, four Carer Visits, four deliveries, Vyne with catheter equipment, HRG with medicational aids, and I anticipate that hundreds of callers will wish me a Happy Birthday. Nurse Hristina has sent me a birthday card! It’s so precious… I hope to beat last year’s grand total of three cards. Hahaha! I didn’t. Which makes this one even more beloved.
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Up at 05:50hrs. Urine a 5.
Three trips to the Porcelain Throne in the first hour. All Trotsky Terence affairs. I blame my eating that vegetable pickle, you know. Chanfed the calendar and made a brew of Extra Strong Typhoo tea.

Ablutions sorted, waste bins sorted, and I moved the Catheter Contraption onto the right leg. Painful! New top strap needed.

Took a snap from the kitchenette window of the doom-looking sky. I found the cloud variations appealing. Great!

The JS food order arrived…
The deliveryman took the bags through to the kitchen for me. That was kind of him. Thanks!

Seeks that I must have ordered a Chinese chicken and red rice ready microwave meal. Or did I?
I’m not even keen on it?

I also must have ordered Vibe batter-coated potato slices. Fresh pod peas and shelled peas. Chessy-topped bread rolls, tomatoes, and beer-battered, thrice-fried chips?

Finally got onto the computer. Not that I got much done, so busy, as you will read below.

Carer Ejaz arrived. Body checks, barrier creaming, Phor[ain gelled Cartilage Chloe, & medications were given. We searched and eventually found a Catheter-Top band. Ejaz ordered some more for me. 

Matron Jackie arrived. Check up my rear-end. The goulies area was the only concern. The fungal lesion looked dodgy. She said  The ankles and legs. Suggested I ask the Carers to clean the lower regions. This didn’t go down well. The female carers would probably make me laugh too much!

11:00hrs: I made a belated mug of Detox tea. Steep in boiling water for 30 minutes. Two hours later…
I remembered it.
Balcony shot taken through the glass of the end car park. No red car on the chevrons.

Then a community nurse called on me. Many things were discussed, but I can’t recall what. No! I was puzzled, cause I’d not had a seizure as I knew of.

Carer Ejaz arrived for the longer visit. He took down the laundry to put it in the machine first.

Bit of fun here. When the sun came out, I took this shot from the computer chair. Later, when I got it from the SD card, I rotated it the wrong way, and this was photo A. The fun to me was that I didn’t realise until I came to put it in. Looking at them, both could have the one. Hehe!

Ejaz returned, and we discussed the problem that I had been trying to resolve for four weeks at the Audio Centre, but nothing had changed or happened. After he called the Carer’s office, he said they may ring for us, and he will let them know when it is.
We’ll see what happens on this one.

Ejaz went down to move the clothes into the dryer. He had to wait for one to be free. While he was out, I used CorelDraw to create the top graphics.

A Social Lady called on the Landline. I couldn’t hear everything she was saying, and I explained the problem with the hearing aids getting repaired.

Ejaz came back up and mopped the kitchen for me.

I got back to CorelDraw…
Oh, dearie me. More problems to make me even further behind than ever!
I waited for the control device to complete its task, whether checking or changing.

Ejaz checked the dates on the fresh foods. Two out-of-date. Then he went down to collect the washing from the dryer.

I was already shattered physically, and now mentally. The mental problems come when difficulties are recognised as not solvable with the amount of help I’m getting. Then the mind torments itself with thoughts of insurmountable worries.
Since Carer Joe left, no one has taken any action with the correspondence; letters are scattered all over the place. They open the odd one now and then, but the two big file boxes under the Carer’s table have not been added to since Joe left the job

The DVT Warfarin Lobotomy nurse arrived. She handed me a birthday card from Nurse Hristina, which was for the next day. 🤎 (Today). Lovely lady. Then took two samples of blood. Bless her! 🤎

Ten minutes later…

Carer Nimra gave me the evening medications, and then came right back up again. I managed to get to the waste bin in time.

I was so weary again, I made a meal with a lot of beetroots. I thought I’d taken a photo of it, but there were photos of it on the internal or SD card.

🤎TTFNski🤎