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WELL, MAYBE NOT...
A bruise on my hand kept changing colour…
Pink, red, brown, and then into zaffre,
There was little pain; I did not suffer,
Until I gave myself another,
On the same blooming finger!
I love pigeons, when they bill & coo,
I believe I once saw a bugaboo,
I used to handwrite with a decorative curlicue,
My bank balance is barely worth a flamfew.
My brain today is holding a hullabaloo.
In my younger days, I was an ardent angler,
Despite being bitten one day by a zander,
And slipping and falling into the water,
Now, I suffer from having verbomania,
I fear being buried… of a vivisepulture,
I hoped to see the creatures in Toowoomba,
But I remain a confirmed zoolater…
I realise in the past I’ve been negligent,
Well, I was not known as intelligent,
My mistakes & errors had no intent,
I spent many hours of regret,
Now I’m old; so many I forget!
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0420hrs: I woke up coughing, and my eyes were running… and struggling to contain the rear-end evacuation that was plainly on its escape route of its own accord. 
I got the gown undone en route to the wet room and got entangled with the extra-long nocturnal catheter tubing. But, I got to the Throne in time, just!
Another messy whan-bab evacuation that was soggy and sticky. Heck of a job cleaning things up. I thought about doing ablution there and then while I was in the wet room, but decided to give it a while longer until the rotten-egg-like smell, the aroma left by the foul-smelling excrement, had cleared.
I went onto the balcony to see what the end of the car park was like. I think they must be parking to block access like this on purpose? Not that it matters to me. The white car is now parked halfway across the chevrons, with support from a blue van. I imagine they had a valid reason for this fire engine and ambulance blocking tactics. I think 
I could see a pool of water near the park’s entrance and exit. Maybe the tarmac has become unsafe.
Then, as the rain cleared, I could see that the uphill old gravel path had now been completely tarmacked. I’d love to walk up the hill and come down through the tree copse. But…
It doesn’t seem that long since I was walking that route every day and just loved doing it. Whatever the weather was like. No more!
I returned to the wetroom and started the ablutions. They were going much better than they did yesterday.
The intercom sounded; it was Carer Nisra. Blimey, how time passed. Then, since I only had my PPs on when she arrived, she spotted that my man-breast would benefit from some barrier creaming, my right knee and lower back were given the Photpain Gel treatment, and my right lower keg had its strappings and undersocks taken off, ankle and leg were foamed, socks and straps put back on. Then Nirma sorted and issued the prescription medications to me. And checked the Health Check return figures on Excel for me. I always get a warm glow when Nimra calls. But then some bad news was revealed: she said she is not coming again; she has new clients to see each morning. Well, well, and 
that was a bit of a blow to my morale. I thanked her for her help & understanding, and bade her farewell. She took the waste bags with her. Wishing her luck, I gave her a mini-hug too. I hope that Ejaz will not be moved. Wonder who will do the morning call. This afternoon, Ejaz didn’t know about the changes. So he might not be doing it. I hope it might be Carer Carer Carer Nimra.
I’d be properly lost if he went.
Went to get the kettle on and took this snap of the 
front and Chestnut Way car parking in the bays.
I was feeling a little down, but not depressed, just sad, I suppose.
Laid out before me at the kitchen window were hundreds of houses, homes, bungalows: being in my sad mode, I thought of what they were doing. There will be burglars, families at war and in love, students, Bulgarians, Irish, Indians, Pakistanis, Africans, Nigerians, Chinese, Serbians, Welsh, Scots, Poles, Ukrainians, Jews, Hungarians, Jamaicans, Myanmar, Bangladeshi, Palestinians, Libyans, etc, etc out there. Those in need, in pain, missing home, we all have one thing in common.
No idea how long it went on, cause I had no signs that I was drifting off. But it was 17:00hrs when I came back into a world of confusion, dizziness and some loss of balance. And, unusually, I felt so tired, weary, and worn out, which had never lasted more than a few minutes after an episode. But it was enough for me to close the computer and get into bed. I was well in the land of nod, and the Carer arrived and rang the intercom. Ejaz issued the medications, tablets, & Peptac. He’ll rub some Phorpain in for me on his last speed visit.
Nosh Preparation – Consumption & Stomach Ache! Duodenal Donald did activate!
Gobble, slurp, belch!
TTFN
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Morning view
BP Hyper this morning!
Managed a mug of tea, before
Carers table. Tided up by Carer
Brightening up!
Floods at the end of the car park.
and 
kept me company all day.
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, waking me with a start, and Twitching Neck Ted started. I fumbled my way out of bed, and just about every ailment joined in making an almost dangerous trip to the hallway to press the admit button for Carer Nimra. I nearly fell over the long night pouch and had to fight against
it 
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was already weakening his grip on me. Good! 
I went on the balcony and did not dare open the windows to take these two shots, with the mist and rain out there. The first taken was straight ahead
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Not that I’d got one really in the first place, other than a determination to get yesterday’s blog completed. When it came to using the word list, I opened one and realised it was just a template I’d made to start replacing all of the lost ones from scratch. I was morose and 
yet, either.
When I cottoned on to what I’d done and what I hadn’t.
I stopped and went to make my first mug of tea of the day. And the phone rang. The nurse will not be coming today after all.
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Kicked off the moment that the toothbrush was used, and at the same time, for no apparent reason, 
joined in the assault.
he stayed for the rest of the day! 
Carer Nimra arrived as I was hanging up the Khagoul I’d handwashed in the wetroom. She checked the right leg, removing the straps to reveal that the nurse had applied a large bandage over the leaky blisters. I had no idea she had. Which goes to prove that 
is also on the job with the other ailments. I’m anticipating others will join in soon. She checked the HC figures, foamed the ankle and leg and put the straps back on, not necessarily in that order. Nirma, kindly give me a dollop of Photpain Gel on my lower back and rub it in well, along with a Codeine 30g and two paracetamols, as part of the usual medications. Said my thanks, and she departed. 
All a part of the mystery from Woodthorpe Court, with the hobgoblins, spectres, gnomai, phantasms, ghosts, grotesque succubae, extraterrestrials, ectoplasms, & spirits. Receptive Aphasia Phyllis, Paroxysmal Dyskinesia, Episodic ataxia, Ménière’s disease, Dark, Deep, Dank Depressing Darius, Memory Mangling Malcolm, Peripheral Neuropathy Pete, Nicodemus Neurotransmitters Dying, Glaucoma Gladys, Stuttering Stephany, Lymphorrhoea Leslie, Sandra’s Seizures, Arithmaphobia, Fractures Kne Frank, Cartilages Choe & Carol, Arthur Itis, and Toothache Tiffany – I may have missed a few off. Along with the Fata Morgana, hobgoblins, spectres, gnomai, phantasms, grotesque succubae, Whoopsiedangleplops, that have been sent to taunt, irritate and terminate my already limited saneness of mind, and then 
Class One! 
It was foggy and raining when I went to make a brew of tea, so I got Kodak Tim Two and took dome photographs from inside 
the balcony of the views on offer. The first one to the right. This second one is slightly to the right. 
strategic parking experts’ results in the end car park. I hope we don’t need to call the Fire Service. Health & Safety? Tsk!
I got that blog posted and stood up to treat myself to another mug of tea, and have some bikkies to dunk! But, no! 
gave way
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he joined the other pains, and he was not playing at it either. I gulped some Peptac, knowing it was not going to help, which got me even more pissed-off with myself. I then started sorting out two of the drawers. Then, back to searching everywhere in the room, without any luck, I even looked in the wet room, kitchen and junk room! Under the recliner, cupboard, desk, table, in the balcony… Huh! 
would visit me, that would have been great – it would not have solved the problem, but I would not have been bothered!
growing deeper all the 
time. Not a bad nosh.
I took this snap out of the kitchen window of the late-night view. It came out very dark, too dark to see anything. In the morning, I lightened it a bit.
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Up at 04:10hrs! I am a fool!
went to work on me. He stayed for the duration of the hour-and-a-half-long ablution session. During which, both knees kicked off – Why? I’ll tell you. Hehe! 
gave way, and I clouted both knees as I went down to grab the sink to prevent a whole tumble. (I’m getting wise to these knee collapses now!) – 
was not happy, and as I was straightening up, I caught my 
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I went to the kitchen after abluting, medicating, perfuming and dressing. Got the kettle on and took this shot through the kitchen window of the rain. Took me a while to work out what was what in this photo. The reflections with the flash showed more of what was behind me than of what was in front of me. Interesting detail. He says! Almost artistic, even if it was unintended. Haha! 
to try again. 
The higher shot of the sky proved a bit less successful… but I’m used to not being successful. I’ve had Years of practice. Haha!
ot of me, finally getting my first mug of tea of the day! Nirma took a good shot with Kodak Tim Two.
I handwashed a khagoule and the other pair of under-socks and hung them to dry in the wet room.
? Ejaz thinks I may have made it while in a seizure? I guess he’s right; he reminded me of the most prolonged seizure, as far as I know, that I’ve had. In August, I think. After I’d recuperated, I’d put the biggest load of verbal garbage in the blog, a right load of hogwash. I took a photo of it and showed it to the Warfarin DVT blood test nurse later, and it was an unreadable load of tommyrot – to quote her. Now there’s a thought; if I still use the computer while under the influence of a seizure, could I have made a food order and not known it? Just a thought.
The Asda order arrived!
manager will be calling me soon, I’m sure.
I put a potato in the cooker to warm up with my daily meal. Then returned to the computer to try again to concentrate on getting yesterday’s
tter.
What look like chips on the left of the tray are Marmite Cheese Puffs. A packet of pretend crab sticks, sugar-snap peas, & pork & pickle pork pies! It tasted Grrreat! A tub of lemon & lime yoghourt for dessert!
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05:30hrs: I was woken by 
Who I felt was trying to detach my head from my body. Within seconds of waking up, he gave up trying, and then I had the attention of 
were suffered.
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As gently as I could, I found and brushed the few teeth I had left. I had to have an 
; I’d not had one for eight hours.I dropped the toothbrush. Which bounced of the edge of the sink and fell on the floor. 
and 
though! I’d calmed down after taking a break and taking this photo of the morning view. I took one of the sky as well. But it 
seemed to come out so differently coloured from what my eyes saw when taking it? Perhaps I was still annoyed?
Both knees, and where I could reach on my back. Then on to the Barrier Creaming. Under arms, under my man-breasts, between the top of the legs, and my 
lower private parts were done. I’ll ask Carer Nimra to do the knees, ankles and feet for me with the foam and emollients in the morning, before she puts on the feet undersocks and strappings. I’d be lost without the Carers.
I very carefully Germolened the extra sensitive lower regions, both of them. The right one keeps changing size?
Next, another delicate 
operation, but oh, it so cooled down the stinging! I almost started singing for joy at the relief.
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and used the nasal sprays. Got the Ophthalmic eyedrops in. The usual performance again. I’m sure I missed more than I got in the eyes. The liquid runs down the cheek, so I have to shut my lips in case any trickles into the mouth. It did once
The ready-made Parselt Box meals arrived. I bought a few of the faggot and mashed potatoes in gravy ones, they were on offer.
Kitchen window photographs, taken late on. First, to the right; the second, to the left. It seemed to be getting 
lighter? It may be me getting tired, or is there a slight possibility that I may have made a bit of a grammatical error, a 
and put them in the wrong order? This is not out of the ordinary.
Is still playing me up from this morning’s enforced genuflectioning.
Got my faggots, potatoes & gravy meal ready, and took a snap of it. Well, I thought I did. But I couldn’t find it on either the SD card or the internal memory. Again! Another lost snap!
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I was searching for another lost snap of this morning’s piccy of the microwave. Could I find it? Well, No!
This took me back to my anklesnapping days. Faggots, 3d – (1½p) (Tom Sanderson, Arkwright Street) for six in those days, were a part of the luxury dining in our house! 
. Ejaz. I asked him to take the leggings and under-socks off on this last call, so I can enjoy a shower on Wednesday morning. There I go again, making plans. When will I ever learn?
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Three on the right are from a video my Carer took of me enjoying a seizure…
seconds, I was out of it.
I’ll ask Ejaz on Wednesday to find a way,
is rattling away now,
Early morning rain.
A little later, I went on the
The gone-midnight feast!
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Up at 04:00hrs. The night pouch was removed from the day
forthcoming. I may snuff it before I ever get them all done again. I’ll never do it. Tsk! & Ranglesomeness! 
Off to the wet room to get the ablutions sorted out. The sitting on the Porcelain Throne lasted about 30 seconds, and the cleanup took about half an hour! Then, I started the washing & cleaning of my gloriously fit, strong, muscled body. 
wasn’t keen on my doing so, and the gums bled a smidgeon.
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or 
, as I’d forgotten to ask the Carer to take off the feet and leg strappings last night. Humph!
When I started preparing the meal plans, I took these shots (I think). Hope I haven’t got the days mixed up… I wouldn’t be surprised. Sorry if they have already been put on a blog.
of them coming out alright for once. 
, but I was, and angry with myself.
Finding I’d left the hot water tap running again, I became annoyed and dropped the bag of parsnips I was taking out of the freezer; it burst open, hitting the floor! Not one parsnip stayed in the bag! 
I felt my willpower drain from me. 
My anger turned to self-pity (Sad, I know). But things got worse,
I went into the kitchen to try to sort out the meal again, only to find that I had left the tap running and the oven on high!
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At this very thought, but no signs of me doing the sensible thing and giving up on the blog and computer altogether. I’ll never get it working right. The same goes for 
, and 
. Let’s not forget about
, or 
, each having the ability
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Sausage & Hostage, another verbal blooper,
04:45hrs: Pouch off, Health Checks done, Scary results again. 
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