Day: 7 March 2026

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I’m so peeved off with not having good news.
I’m fed up with all the hassle I’m going through every single day this week; for more demands for the needed validations, confirmations, and various details I need to supply about my pensions, and bank details, just to get my application for a little more help started. But I’m not moaning, as such.
I should feel over the moon after Jenny 🧡, who set the ball rolling in the first place. And her kind attention given to me, and understanding of my problems. She’s been an Angel to me. 🧡
The precious help both of the Wardens had given me today. But, shamefully, I am more uptight than ever. Taps running, peeing on leg, foot, sock & slipper, going through the agony of having to take of the socks, fetch a bowl of Dettol water, wash the feet. Spill the water, carrying the bowl back to the sink. Going without socks or slippers on (pathetically, I can’t get these on without help) until the next Carer arrived. Totally confused about the paperwork and details needed for the NCC. Thankfully, as I said, Deana & Julie arrived and went through everything, a long, awkward job that I would never have got done on my own, and got me into my bank app, then sorted new passwords, favourite thing, memorable word, etc. for me to use later. That sorted, and they went to the bank’s site and provided the required details. Thank you, gals. Saved the day for me. 🤎

Ejaz arrived along with a trainee Carer. 

I managed to make a cock-up with the follow-on Poo-test. I thought I’d taken the envelope and swab thingy into the wet room with me. Constipation Conrad was in full control today. I made three attempts to force things along, but on the second fail, I could not find the swab pot thingy. I searched all over, but failed to find it. All these worries add up. affecting my outlook and mood. Just when I had cause to cheer up, something went wrong again. Like me, leaving the hot water tap running to go cold, AGAIN. Luckily, after I’d washed and shaved. I was washing the socks when the nurse arrived. Broke my concentration; it takes very little to do that nowadays. Humph!
But, I’m just saying, not moaning. (Much!)

Nurse Rebecca arrived. Nice to see her again. She asked if I would like to be added to the MDT listing. She was not keen on the state of my right leg, where the Catheter had been removed from… yesterday, I think. I mentioned how I struggle and fail to get my socks on and off. Explaining the procedure I have to go through, after each of many failures to close the valve, and get soaked in pee. After Rebecca left, I looked up Nottingham MDT on Google. “The purpose of the Wrap Around MDT (WAMDT) is to ensure that people experiencing a high level of unmet need receive integrated health, care, and support”. Glad I said yes to Rebecca’s question now. This may help me get assistance with things? Whatever it is.

Carer Dilan. Told me, “Buy some small pots to take the Peptac in, and this will eliminate you from getting the dizzies when you put your head back to drink it.” Good idea. Not that I wanted to spend any more of my dwindling bank balance, but I ordered some plastic pots from Amazon after he left. He rang the pharmacy for more medication, primarily Bisoprolol Fumarate. (Beta-Blockers)

Deana & Julie did a great job sorting the details for the NCC assessor. And me, of course. 🤎

I let the hot water tap run cold again. Grumph & Spit!

A very interesting snippet here on the memory pad. As I see it with my catracted eyes, it read; 
Poice fhomed wice, ap offer fire, twoce. 
Any guesses, please?

Late Night Nosh – Nice!
No butter-buttered bread with cheese spread.
Imitation fish sticks (Nice taste).
Dried fried onions, I could not eat these, I’m afraid, they were too hard on Toothache Tiffany.
Beetroot. And surprisingly tasty tomatoes for the time of the year. Seaweed crisps, but light ones, thinner, so I managed to devour them. The crustless soft wholemeal bread was okay (But costly). 
The mix of mature cheese spread and no-butter butter went down nicely. Finally, the lemon curd yoghourt finished it all off superbly!

Late Night View
Not very good, the best I could do.

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Nightie-Night – Or, Good Morning!
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