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NOT SO GOOD THIS WEEK!
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Last night, I tried to learn to be a sky-reader,
I was advised on how by my new Grim Reaper,
I felt like an augurer, clairvoyant, an astrologer,
It was so easy for me to become a prognosticator,
Messeger flowed to me, informed me, without a palter,
I felt as if I had become a  psychic, a sibyl, a visionary,
My seeing future events could not have been clearer,
Like I was a prophet, druid or soothsayer,
A psychic, a haruspex, a wisdomed sage, a heralder,
A fortuneteller, mind reader, or a druid-soothsayer,
Hypothesiser, prophesier, seer, diviner, foreteller,
A theurgist, pishogue, sangoma, or an oracler,
The clarity of the details could not be lucider,
Grim’s system could not be any user-friendlier,
“Read the sky only when you suffer paranolia”…
“Do it straight after you’ve had a seizure!”,
“Best when you just listened to Starmer”!
“This’ll empower you to be a prestidigitator”,
I asked him if he meant a wizard or a conjurer?
“Well, no, but they’ll all of us, to get rid of Starmer!”

I did all he suggested; it helped my being agnosticall.
After a seizure, EQ on form… this is apocryphal…
The cloud formations spoke to me, spoke antithetical,
Clouds took turns in advising me; there were many.
Each forecast was doom-ridden, at the least, melancholy,
Each of the coming failings, due to Starmer, you see,
One pointing out Starmer speaking lies, anecdotal…
Unscientifically, qualitative and circumstantial,
I moved up to contact the planets, and was able…
Pluto only spoke of things like faith & hagiography,
I did get a forecast, though, out of Mercury,
About my visit to the neurologist on Wednesday,
Water on the brain, but my hippocampi…
Would soon be killing off my bit of memory…
I didn’t know it would get personally advisory?
To cheer us up, Starmer will lose his grip, Pluto says,
He will be forced out of office, in a mental haze,
He’ll return to his barristerisationings,
But end up on the streets, selling dodgy aftershaves,
This Ode is one of my worst ever, most horrendous…
I’ve just reread it, and I’m feeling bilious!
I thought I was known for my broadmindedness,
This effort is basically cockamamie, inferior, unstudious,
Grammarly-deficient, dissatisfactory, & ludicrous,
It seemed to have such fun, wit, and good ideas,
I now read it, and found it to be disceptatious,
paid me short visits,
But visits were exiguous,
Although his visits were by far the shortest,
They brought me joy; they were conspicuous!
This ‘Sod-’em-All’ mood, known for its ephemeralness,
Gives me a feeling of ephemeralness…
I love Horis’ killing off Darius’s efficaciousness,
Yet guilt lingers, not a part of Inchies…
Fretting, worrying; yes, not bothering is erroneous,
But gawd-strewth, it feels great, and that’s the truth!
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I stirred at around 04:00hrs. Tried to work out what was needed today. Realised I’d only had two hours kip, in the c1966, £300, second-hand charity-shop bought, crumb-containing, odour-retaining, Harold’s Haemorrhoid-testing, nauseatingly beige coloured, non-working, virus-breeding recliner. And was soon back in the land of nod, with sweet Morpheus.
I stirred for the second time at 06:00hrs. A reluctance to rise lingered, but was soon shattered by the imminent start of a rear-end movement. Good job that I was in the recliner, which was much easier and quicker to get out of than the hospital bed. I had a mild panic attack as I stood up too quickly and all but lost my balance. Then grabbed both sticks and dashed, well, that’s not the word, more, sort of hobbled and limped hastily to the wet room. I made it with seconds to spare. The pants I tore off, and I’m glad I did, if I’d faffed about taking them off, I’d have been in a right mess. No need to clean myself, my legs, or the floor this time, as is often the case, I was ‘Seconds away from disaster!’ Then I realised that I’d dragged the nocturnal cather bag with me, but no or damage to report.  I emptied it into a bowl and took it to the WC for disposal. It was an excellent colour for once. The lightest it’s been for many a month. As I I put the computer on, the . Off to the hallway to press the button to admit Carer Ejaz. Chimed out, and Ejaz came in. He was in good form this morning. The broken knee, and and were medicated. Medications given. And a body check was carried out. He was concerned about my going on my own to the hospital on Tuesday. Although the hospital recommended I take a Carer with me, the lift Deana arranged is for up to 3 hours before the appointment time, with a warning that I might have to wait two hours for a lift home afterwards. (NHS Transport). The Carers could not provide anyone at short notice. I’d hoped things would work out, and I got an Easy Link lift, then it would have been okay. It’s always a good idea if I can take Ejaz because, like with the dentist, he knows about my teeth problems. I couldn’t hear what the dentist was saying, so Ejaz answered and remembered what they told him I should do.
So, I hope I can hear and understand any questions I get, and can remember what went on in the hospital… a lot of it is already just a blur.

Sorry, just had a seizure with terrible after effects.
Waiting for help to arrive.

I’ll put photos on now if time.
Mega full, but so light. It soon darkened.

Tea.

Barrel replenished.

Planned a meal with tomatoes. Make some sarnies, and chips maybe? I’ll see how things go.

Couldn’t eat it all. I ate all the chips, though.

Not feeling very good now, no single thing in particular. CBD: Concentration, Balance, and
Dizziness. With intermittent dollops of Toothache Tiffany, coughing, and Shaking Shaun episodes.

I woke up after 4 hours kip, with the identical afflictions… plus Diarrhorea Diana really took a hold in the morning. With the CDB ailments, I felt terrible. And the hospital appointment due on Wednesday too. Plus no Carer available to go with me… not that I could afford it anyway. Tsk!

Now Grammarly has stopped working!
Clicked to sign in; “fail; mess Bad gateway?”

Tried in the morning; Same results.
Cannot get any help!