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04:40hrs: Awoke with a jump.
Thanks mainly to my ailment , having
a go at me. However, this was a good thing! It ensured that I could get up in time to have a good scrub-up in the wet room before a Carer called, without rushing. Good idea? It did not work out. I got to the wet room, carrying out the traditional clouting ly my shoulder on the door frame, setting off . The need to utilise the  arose, and I got settled on the porcelain to urge the motion along. A hard one this morning. And boy did it flow once it started! It filled the basin more than ever before. I might have a salad for nosh tonight, avoiding the spicy foods. I cleaned things up and got the brush & toothpaste ready. I dropped them both, and both bounced about, ending up underneath the outflow pipe behind the Throne! I grabbed the wetroom picker-upperer and bent down to retrieve the absonded items…
! I got the left arm caught on the lid, and it bled, but not a lot. It hurt, though. Hehe!
Having failed in my rescue operation, I tried again. And scratched my right knee on the same bit of the lid.  Naturally, I laughed it all off, of course.

Made me forget to shave, brush my teeth, take my meds, freshen up, etc.
I hobbled into the kitchen, oblivious to my memory loss, to take a couple of Kodak Tim2 photos of the dark morning view from the window. Determined this time to get some better results than of late.
Ah, well, you can’t win them all. I’ve done better. Then again, I’ve also done much worse efforts. Haha!

Carer arrived, and I think I had a seizure, but did not record it cause I’m not certain. For some reason, I can’t recall much of this visit, which is why I assume I might have had a mini seizure, but no acid tastes were coming up from the guts into my mouth.

I really got carried away with the wordlist reclamationing. That’s the wrong word, innit?
Made a brew, and got back onto building of the new replacement word list.

The second Carer call of the day, painkillers only taken, as this was when I realised that I’d not yet washed & shaved. Tsk!

Something seemed either missing or different on this snap taken from the balcony of the end car park. But, what? Got back to the word listings.

Afternoon sky photographicalisations taken from the kitchenette windows.
The first is to the left, toward the city.
Then wider and a little higher, and the fire alarm went off! (I thought)
But it was the television that had either been left on or it came on of its own accord. I do feel such a fool! One more effort, with the small cloud above seemingly bombing those below with little puffy clouds. Haha!

I Don’t Recall This Happening Before…
But, knowing me, it may have.
The innards summoned me back to the Procelain Throne, compliantly responded.
Settled as comfortably as I could on the plastic seat lid and waited for the contents to start their evacuation. The last thing I recall was feeling the slow buildup as it made its way out of my rear end… Zzz!
As I woke up, 
It was a Carer, I’d fallen asleep on the toilet seat for three hours! Don’t laugh! Oh, go on then.
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