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Sorry, such a busy day.
Even though British Gas did not arrive again.
Heard nowt from the toenail cutter,
(I’ll be a cripple soon. Humph!)
The kind Social Lady arrived.
Help from Carer Ejas appreciated.
Unfortunately, had a seizure.
She gave me a good Q&A session.
But the seizure left me so confused, I’ll have to ask Ejaz for the details of what happened from when I came out-of-it. Saturday morning, I felt even worse.
Thankfully, recovered about noonish.
So could not do a blog as such.
I put some old blogs on,
Now, to start Saturday’s blog…
I’ll try to get some details from the depths of my warped, infected memory.
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Fascinating post, Gerry. I hope you keep doing the best you can. 😍🙏
At least you can still remember days of Nookie gone by and write an “Ode to Joy” about it. Seizures suck and happen at inopportune times. Like the French say, “Les choses sont contre nous!” (The odds are against us).