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Hard to believe, I know. But I rose at about 07:00hrs, and had no accifauxpas, tumbles, bleeds, or tumbles. Even the morning dizzies and loss of balance, Brenda, were far milder than those of the last. 👌🏻
Within minutes, the intercom sounded as I snapped a photo of the unchanged yet calendar clock. It was Carer Ejaz.
He issued the medications, hoovered up the carpet and picked up some dropped overnight items. He checked the medication drawer while I took the first shot of the late-morning view from the kitchen. After Ejaz departed, I noticed the sun breaking through behind the two buildings.
So I took two more photos to see the difference within a few minutes.
I got on the computer to do the Ode, and got carried away, yet again, with the word-list recovery… then, the computer froze on me. 
Should I risk unplugging everything and try starting again, or give it a while to see if it starts on its own? I can’t honestly say if I did or didn’t shut it down or wait… sounds complicated, doesn’t it, well, to me. I’ll tell yers why… I went into another seizure (I’ve been having a few more this last week), and I think it was a long one. Cause when I came out of it, firstly, the acid reflux was very mild; as the longer ones seem to be. Secondly, as my grip on reality – well, as much as I’ll ever get, returned, I realised the computer was working again! It took me a while to absorb what had taken place, but I do think I’d moved some graphics around on the page… But there’s no certainty in my state of mental health.
(Sympathy-Seeking again? Hahaha! 
I went to the kitchen for a safety check and spotted a rainbow. Not a string one, but beautiful all the same, and I  took a snap of part of it. Then noticed how much higher the rainbow went, and I could not get all of it by a long way into the frame. I turned the Kodak to take a portrait instead of a landscape, hoping for a sharper result.
It wasn’t as good as I wanted. A gentle rainbow is what I called it.

I found another Furry for the day. I may have used it earlier, but I don’t think I did.
What an absolutely fascinating expression on Silver’s face! The cool, laid-back casuak lolling. The warning from the eyes… posing with an almost threatening look at the camera operator, Tim, but no fear shown. Bootifull!

Oh, I missed this snap of sky that I took earlier, glad I realised I’d missed it, cause I think this one was one of my better efforts. Well, not really, just that the sky cloud colouring was so different and almost artistic. Still see some sun over the horison, and the various shades it casts actually took me back to my early 20s. And a buxon lass, name of Mavis, a bit of a brilliant artist; water painting was her forte; amongst other activities we shared. She had thick thighs, a willingness and liking for… But never mind that, my mind strayed offline then at the thought of her. I’d love to tell you more, but it might depress me, at the fact that she is now only a much-missed memory. Hehe! 

Derious moment here for a few seconds. I’d not made many memory notes on the pad, spending too much time trying to catch up. But when I consulted them, it was impossible to read them with both eyes, obviously with the left cataracted eye, but even when I blocked the left eye, I had trouble seeing with the so-called right eye. Did you follow that? I didn’t. 

I put the potatoes and peas in the oven and took two snaps of the evening view to the right, then to the left of the kitchenette window.
They came out surprisingly decent for me, and I think I went into a relatively superior .
Hehehe!

I baked some mini-potatoes and added cheese on top of each half of a spud. On the tray, I added some vinegar and fried onions. With three tasty Solowka bestsilesia sausages. Plus a pot of lemon meringue dessert.
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I sense that tomorrow will start off badly,
Much self-flagellating, from gaiety to negativity,
Not that I’ve got insight or sapiency,
But I know it’s true, believe me…
It’s Monday night, as I write this, you see?
And still in need of logicality & sentiency!
And I write Odes, anacoluthically,
I must face reality even if hypothetically!

TTFN Each I Fank You!
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