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Chief Snags Today…
Lack of Concentration. I could not for the life of me stay asleep last night, and I felt I was in overdrive. The mind, that is, not the body. Ejaz of this weekend. The lad is off for a couple of days, visiting Wales, Swansea, I think he said. So, I’d got used to him taking care of things and reminding me. (Changing socks, washing feet and teeth) But they didn’t get done today. But Carer Mizra did them on Friday. Then calamity, Whoopsiedangleplop, Accifauxpas! I did it again, I deleted the wrong file of Ode Wordes to use… after spending 5 hours collating them.
I was so angry with myself that I stayed up all night to redo them. 03:50hrs as I type this. I’m not getting sleepy either… yet. I reckon it is something to do with the Ezetimibe tablets. Unnatural.
Shaking-Shoulder-Shirley has been on and off all the time and hurts a lot more than usual. 
I’m alsp amazed that the eyes are letting me use the computer after so long being up and concentrating. I think I may drain instantly at any time now. The eyelids have just started drooping.
I’ll try to rush the rest of the blog so I can get my head down ASAP. Funny that, no, that’s not the word… I knew what I was going to write, but a massive yawn developed that hurt my shoulder like heck. I took a paonkiller and got back on the computer, but had forgotten the word I was going to use. Then went to check that I hadn’t left the kitchen lights on, and discovered… do I need to say it? The hotwater tap had run cold. My self-anger is increasing.
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I thought I could see some bits of whatever in the night urine pouch when I took it off. But I wasn’t sure with the catatracted eye.

Changed the calendar clock and off to the wetroom for a shave, teeth and Poo-Poo. Got it all done well before the Carer arrived, and sorted the waste bags into one big one.
Decided to try and tidy up and clean the kitchen a little. What a mess I made of it, well, a painful mess.
I got the things to move away on the draining board, Shuddering-Shoulder-Shirley kicked off, and I knocked a load of stuff off the counter. Picked up the utensils and plates, and ruddy-well dropped the walking stick, knocking flannels, cleaning tackle, and food wrappers onto the floor. I swore furiously, scolded myself for bending down, how stupid can I get? So don’t answer that, please.
Carer Mizra arrived. The lad was in a rush, cause he’d got Ejaz’s calls to do as well. (I assume) Nice lad. Emptied the day bag, medications given and Phorpain-gelled the shoulder and lower back for me.

Then after three or four hours of catching up on the word list… Argh! I did it again: deleted the new 54Kb file after renaming it, and got it wrong! I’d deleted the new one.  In fact, & !

A different caller did the midday call. Nice gal, I did ask her her name, and even said I’d likely forget it, and I did. Tsk!

I decided, partly to make myself pay for destroying all that work, & out of frustration, to get it done yet again.
05:30hrs now. Had to give up to get this blog started.

The one mug of tea I did drink. U probably made about eight over the day, but concentrating on the word list, they all, bar the first one, went cold.

Mizra did the teatime call. Poor ;ad had to rush again. Fair enough, I understand, he’s got it all on.

I sliced some potatoes, covered with Leicester Cheese, and tiijk this as I put them in the oven.
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This was after I took them out.

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This is a reminder of what
happened last week, when
I had my tumble and
cleaned up my face…
Forgetting that they
were in the oven. I still ate
them all, but boy, it did
my teeth & gums no good.
Agony! Hehehe!

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Late Carer call. Now you
can see the foreign-looking,
whatever it is, in the pouch
more clearly. Not good or what?

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Best of luck for a great day!
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