Inchie Today: Monday 29th December 225

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I’ve seen things through my flat window,
It’ll do no harm now, to let you know,
Last June, one thing stopped my blogging flow,
A man in the tree copse, blowing a zuflolo,
What happened, you won’t believe, though…
A bird flew down, settling on his elbow,
He got out a bag of bread, of sourdough,
And, proceeded to feed the crow…
A spitting image of David Attenborough,
He put two fingers up at me from below.
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Another Challenging Day (Fancy that)
Carer Ejaz arrived late, not that it mattered in the slightest. I was asleep in bed when the intercom rang, and soon discovered what was to be the master ailment of the day.
The Onychovryptosis: ingrowing toenail!
Getting out of bed and knocking the toe on the edge-end, rushing if you can call it that, to get to the panel to admit him in time – I didn’t get there on time. 
Ejaz graded the dark urine, and was in pain in his back. Phorpained it a bit. Ejaz examined the toe and declared there were no marks, swelling, or bruises. It was paiful all through the day… whenever I stood on it.
Seeing me struggle to get around, he phoned the district nurses. They told him someone would call.

I took a snap of the view after Ejaz departed.
Not many lights on out there yet? I was wondering if today is a bank holiday?
No wash, shave, or teggies cleaned. Despite the pain in my toe, I launched into a mood and just did what I fancied!
I decided to make a brew of Glengettie…
I’d left the hot tap running! Rang cold!

A Community Nurse arrived and removed the sock to examine the toe. The resulting advice and information were: There is no skin damage and no signs of infection. You’ll have to see a chropodist.
Then the gal set about replacing the entire Catheter Cathy Contraption for me. Including fitting a fresh day bag, bless her. A grand job was done.

I meandered hobblingly, using some choice language at whatever it is that’s giving my toe such pain en route, A sot of the houses without any lights on. Then I checked out the end car park. I recall struggling to close the balcony door.
Next thing I find is that I’m lying on the bed! Coming round from a seizure, judging by the acid reflux coming up. I didn’t realise that I had been out of it for so long. The clock told me it was about an hour-long session. 
I got off the bed… and , but tempered the pain, mentally, but not physically. Horis was with me again like yesterday. I was not getting anything done that needed doing, and spent so long on the word listings again, it was 17:00hrs before I knew it!
Not sure why I could not recall it, but on the notepad were this week’s INR dosages, the surgery possibly rang me? Or, did someone visit?

I only kept going with the word list! What a Clot!
I knew it, but was not concerned. I am now, after getting nothing done and trying to catch up on this blog. Truth is, today was a bit of a haze.

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The computer or keyboard is playing up.
I must get some help.

TTFN.