
I realise I’ve got many a fault & problem…
I even understand some of them.
My brain? Unkown voices & crepitation,
Telling me to go on a one-man demonstration,
Mind -rot seems to have accumulated,
No correlation, consultation, or construction
Diagnose them at the culmination,
But what gives me this conception,
I’ve broken my best picker-upperer,
My mindset forever changes,
I wanted to be an agriculturist,
To plant, grow and sell agrics,
This morning I took a few knocks,
Nimra took off my strapping & sock,
She said it’s bleeding, but not a lot,
Adding, no, it was Lymphoedema,
Fluid leaks from your weeping oedema,
She’ll phone later to inform the nurses,
Which I thought would be auspicious,
I can give them their pressies for Christmas!
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I was again disoriented, and thought I could taste the acidicness in the throat; I might have had a nocturnal seizure, but I could not be absolutely sure. So I recorded a question mark on the NHS Health Check graph. After taking off the night pouch, and when I stood up,
ankle against the edge of the bowl. Naturally, my
Then I opened the window
Computer on, and did the Health Checks, added them to the graph for Carer Nirma to check for me. Made a start on Tuesdays, updating, on and off from 07:00 to 22:00hrs! (Shattered, weary and tired out again, poor sausage, Hehe!).
And the intercom sounded. It was Carer Nirma. Up and into the flat she came, a smile on our greeting.
HC figures checked, two mistakes found. Tsk!
Nirma took thissh
She then put on the undersocks and strappings back on my legs and feet. She put some foam on
Then back to the computer, to find I was all over the place with it. Not that I remember with any clarity, but I feel as if I was going off-track, starting two or three things without getting any finished. I even did a bit of updating on the lost word replacement files. Until I became aware of what I was doing. By then, about four hours had floated by! It caught me off guard a bit. I can’t remember making an Asda order? I suppose I could blame
This is something else I’m worried about. I don’t seem able to stop spending. The bank
Tomatoes, Lemon Fools, Sugar snap peas, Halal sausage, two gigantic Krakus Keilbasa (Smoked sausages), Pork Farms Pork Pie, Mini pork pies & pickle, tinned cheap Garden Peas, & sugar-snap peas. The bread I ordered (6 items) had 5 items unavailable. Humph! Did it bother me? Not in the slightest little iota, not a dot…
I say suspected, but… Hehe!
The fridge was full. No butter butters, desserts, sugar-snap peas, Keilbasas, pork pies, etc. And treats for the nurses, cold coffees, nibbles, sweeties and choc bars. I do appreciate them coming. Later, Carer Ejaz checked the sell-by dates on everything in there. I can’t see them all. Two small items had to be thrown out. Again, I wasn’t bothered.
After Ejaz’s evening call, I was all in. And closed everything down as the weariness fell to be joined
I reckon it was of a decent length this time, because the acidity upsurge was less severe, but why it should be that way I can’t understand. Also, the disorientation after a mini-session is much worse than they are after the long ones.
I hadn’t closed the computer down, so I did. The dizziness and loss of balance are the same on a long or a short one. Weird or what?
And off to the kitchen to prepare my planned meal. But could I find the spud to put in the oven? No, not then. I searched around in the obvious places and silly-idea places… Then remembered. Tsk!
As it happens, I changed my mind about the tattie. I made a cold meal, plenty of it, and it made such a pleasant difference. I tucked into this one.
The last two wholemeal breadrolls, on which I lavished a load of no-butter bu
TTFNski, Have a great kip!