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Surprisingly, I’ve had a few firsts in my time,
Some worthless, some profitable, some worth a dime,
At eight, I was lured into the world of crime,
Got caught shoplifting, I served my time,
First in the family to play on stage – Jazz-Ragtime,
I was the first NHS patient to have arsphenamine,
Had my first punch-up during schooltime,
The teacher gave me six of the best, quick-time!

When of age, I became a bit of an alcho,
Fell over one night and broke my toe,
Off to the hospital I had to go,
Parked by a motorbike, and some aficionado…
said you can’t park there, you know…
Moved it, getting run into by a blood wagon,
The ambulance driver who had a fag on…
then took a guzzle from a flagon,
Nowt to do with this Ode…
But Anne Gyna just turned herself on!
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Wednesday, once again being designated as the long Carers call day, proved to be a busy one. However, Carer Ejaz proved to be a treasure again. It is already gone 19:0hrs, and this is as far as I’ve got with this blog. Disappointments flourished, the seizures, those mini ones became microscopic ones, which took a lot of time to recover from again. A Mega-Foul-Up again, another food delivery arrived! I’m so disappointed with myself… also, angry!
I thought my concentration was bad yesterday; it was even worse today.
Without Carer Ejaz, today would have been a complete and utter calamity! He got the laundry sorted out and mopped the kitchen for me as well.
I fear that things may have got a little muddled as I translated from the barely readable notepad I’d scribbled on as reminders.
The new private nurse contracted from the NHS to administer DVT Warfarin injections for blood testing proved to be a non-communicative individual. And for the first time ever, bruises were left and a lot of belated bleeding. Naturally, this brought back the misery of losing Nurse Christina, with her charm, compassion, wit, and caring nature. Hristina is sadly missed already.
The mini-seizures were countless; there were so many. And, Anne Gyna was on and off all day and night long. But in the morning, she was AWOL.
Carer Ejaz, on his last call, pointed out that the left foot, in particular, had swollen, and I was experiencing pain under the middle right toe again. The left toes had sort of warped. The foot top & ankle had blown up and were a smidge tender. He said if they were the same in the morning, he’d call the Community nursing number and inform them of the situation. Bless him.

Not much to report today, sorry. Most of it is just me moaning to myself about seizures, Ann Gyna, mistakes made, etc.

And my concentration is now even worse than it was yesterday. I’ll do my best to complete this task, but please note that it may not be polished, grammatically correct, or politically correct.

End car park.

Food repetition & cock-up

Marmite roast potatoes, cheesy bread rolls spread with Marmite, and Solokow Polish sausages. Eaten with a bag of Marmite crisps! Lovely!

WORLD PEACE, HARMONY, COMPASSION; MY DREAMS!
BUT THERE IS LITTLE CHANCE NOW, IT SEEMS.

Meanwhile, as I wait, Sweet Dreams!