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It is now Saturday, 7th February.
One has to admit, I’m running a little behind schedule with the blogs. Why? I’ll tell you in a Nottingham accent.
1) Fings are gerrin’ too much for me!
2) Their eyes are getting worse earlier each day.
Nothing heard from the EENT about an appointment to sort out the Catheter and Glaucoma bother.
3) I’m falling asleep far earlier than ever before each and every day, now.
4) The Catheter problem is taking so long to change each day, and a Carer is needed to help.
5) Thus, all that I do takes me just too long, and I’m getting slower all the time. I’ve made a start on this one, and will add some bits from Friday.
After this one, I’ll have to cut down, even though I love doing them. 
And the third keyboard I bought in a week, that was doing so well, but now, apart from the wrong signs on eight keys… Now, when I press Shift to type a capital. It doesn’t do it! I have to use the Caps Lock to get them. Even more time and confusion spent!
I envisage this board will soon stop working, as the first three did, but for different reasons.

I just went to make a brew of tea and found I’d left the hot tap running again. It’s so cold now, and the heating doesn’t come on for a few hours yet.
Bad enough, and I got really angry with myself and the boiled water in the kettle was used to wash the mug last used… And I scolded three fingers in my anger, totally forgetting it had just boiled… then, knocked over the Bent to retrieve it, and now I’ve got hassle from the scuff mark on my cheek, and is really giving it to me. Fed-Up? Me? YES!
I’ll just put the photos in; there’ll still not be enough time for me to catch up, but needs must. Sorry.

Early morning.

Planning the nosh.

Food delivery… Again!
Ice cream cones.
The fridge is filling up.

Misty now.

Cleaning the hallway.
Carers do not have enough time.
Not that I do if I’m blogging, Haha!

Brown night
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Night views.

I just found some memory notes.
Hard to read my own handwriting.

Up at 06:30hrs.
Can’t decipher the following few lines.
Seems I had a tumble in the kitchen on Friday, not Thursday. Ejaz to the rescue again.
Throne three times. Messy.
Eight unreadable lines.
Ah! A chap called Jake rang from the Nottingham City Council. He wants to come and talk with me on Wednesday, about finances, I think, but I can’t read all the words on the notepad. Wed next I think, AM. It will be before the Carer arrives. Shame.
Pensions, funds, and I’ve written Co-Op (I think), but I don’t know why. 

TTFNski, All the best!