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I first stirred at around 0300hrs and swiftly nodded off again when I saw the time. 0740hrs, I woke up with a bit of a jerky neck and could feel the pain from . So, felt I’d had a nocturnal seizure, and seconds later the upflux of an acidic flavour confirmed my suspicions. So I gave it a few minutes before attempting to scrabble out of the bed, to recover sufficiently. When I did get myself out of the warm, comfy bed and stood up with the stick nearby, I did the gentle balance exercises with no bother at all.
I felt uncomfortable, with achy knees, but none of the other ailments seemed interested in giving me the usual painful morning greetings.
Give them time, Hehehe!

As I was collecting the bins to sort into one bag, boy, did I get annoyed with myself. I hastened to get the toothache spray from the computer desk, to find it empty. No worries, I knew I had two more sprays in the medical drawer. I got them out and opened the first one, to find that it was empty as well! I’d only just opened the box as well. A little miffed, especially at the price they cost me. The second one, and now only one left, worked okay. But now, I do not have the money in mt account to buy anything until my pension goes into the account. So I did a silent prayer  asking her to be kind until next Monday, so this spray should last me until then. I used a fair bit of it as several teeth were playing up at the same time, which is unusual. Of course, with so few scattered about, it takes time to find the offenders, given the many gaps in my mouth where the molars used to be.
I got the bin bags into one large one,  then nipped to the wet room Porcelain Throne. Aha, Constipation Konrad was losing his dominance at last. No bleeding either. I considered using the new razor, but in the end, didn’t have a shave. I’ll wait until Ejaz can find time and make sure I don’t break the razor of cut myself. He knows the quirks of this model and ordered it for me last week.
I got the kettle on around 0730hrs and took three photographs of the morning view on offer from the kitchenette window. 
of to the computer to get it started t osee of ot wpuld work today, taking the mug of Co-op 99 tea with me. But, no pictures were on the SD card again? I checked whether they had gone to the camera’s internal memory. Nope! So, back into the kitchen to try again. Half expecting that the camera had joined the mobile phone, computer and the wind-up torch, all of which had given up the ghost in the last 48-hours. But, no, I took three more snaps of the amazing-looking mini-clouds and made sure they were on the viewer screen after each take. Back to the computer to load them into CorelDraw.
The last picture was taken higher up. I don’t know the name of these types of cloud formations, but the sky looked great.
I uploaded them, and the next thing I remembered was the acidic taste rising from the innards into the nose and throat. I think this seizure could only have lasted for a minute or so, because the computer had not blanked out like it does when unused for a few minutes. Recovery was practically not needed at all, but I still remained in the chair for a few minutes more in case my balance had been affected. Then I got up for a hobble about, without much bother at all. Back in the seat, and got a belated dizzy spell. I really had the feeling that I was going to fall out of the chair. What’s going on here?
Then noticed the untouched mug of tea near the clock-calender was stone cold, and showing 08:00hrs.
This arithmophobia is getting to me.

The intercom rang, and a JS delivery arrived. And I was dead certain that I’d ordered this for next Tuesday, positive, sure, confident I had. It seems I hadn’t. Still, I got some daffodils for Jenny.
And the refrigerator was crammed with things I’d already got it, and next week’s, which turned out to be today’s repetitive items. (I think). I still can’t believe I’d done it again…
What a plonka! They told me in the hospital that I would be getting help with my stupid ordering and remembering problems. That was last November. I anticipate help will arrive any moment now.
Shelled Kenyan garden peas, & shredded Leicester
cheese, along with yoghourts, grapefruit juice and a Sweet & sour chicken ready meal.
I think I’ll have that tonight.

Jenny rang me. She can’t get down in time to do the NCC text queries to ring them. Good as gold, she came in while Ejaz was here and I was in the wetroom trying the new shaver, which will need more concentrated intructionalisastioning from Ejaz.
Jenny & Ejaz were in a deep discussion when I got into the room. I put the hearing aids on, but still could not hear what they were saying. Hehe!
Here is what I think took place. After problems trying access things on my SweetLink mobile. Then, when I get texts, I can click the link? Jenny is going to give me her old iPhone to replace the current old-folks mobile that has never worked right, since I was recommended to purchase one. Jenny is coming to help tomorrow, with the issues and arranged to come while Ejaz is here. Bless her Cotton Socks. A few other things were discussed and arranged, but I can’t reclaim the details at all now, the next morning.

I was recovering from a seizure, sat at the computer, and musing over how bad the NHS is getting. With a smidgeon of self-pity in attendance, about all the failed promises of help with finances, memory, arithmophobia, seizures, cataract, and neurology assessment… Etc. I mused over what my only Political Hero, Nye Bevan, had done and said in creating the NHS in 1948.   
Then, what Herr Starmer said about his destruction of the NHS, England in 2026…
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The meal smelled wonderful; I spent a long time prepping and cooking this one. Confident of creating a feast of sweet & sour chicken, Oh, yes…
BUT, NO!

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