Feet after the little wander around in town yesterday.
Laundry bag return awaited.
I’m not sure why… I took two photos of the waste bags?
A blurry early morning shot of the car park.
Then two other bad shots of the view ahead.
Got up around 03:30hrs, and the use of the did not arrive until gone 07:00hrs. dominated. Took some cleaning up! .
Looks like a ghostly seat! I hung the towel over the shower chair and turned on the heater to dry it off. Cunning! I remembered doing this an hour or two later, and I went to turn off the wet room emersion heater.
The Meridian Domestic lady did not arrive. Hope she was on holiday and not poorly. So I hoovered the hallway. Unfortunately, I my toe on the trolley walker wheel, right against the . This may have had other lesser men cringing and wingeing, but not me. I just laughed it off!
Made an early fine feast of sliced baked potatoes, soy imitation sausages, beetroot & tomatoes, red & yellows. Naturally, no sooner had sat down to watch the TV with the meal tray on my knees, and my taste buds tingling! 14:35hrs: The opticians rang. Can I bring some old spectacle frames in to use in the varifocal spectacles? The one the Carer took for me is too old to get a lens made to fit it? Back to the meal… 14:48: The Doctor rang to say the Blepha decision will be emailed to me later. Humph! Back to the meal… 15:00hrs: DVT Anticoagulation rang; the DV vein draining has been cancelled. They will make me another appointment. Back to the meal… The potatoes were barely lukewarm by then.How does this happen to me so often? Whatever time I get around to eating, someone will call, or the phone will burst into life. Still, the nosh deserved an 8.4/10 rating!
Took this slightly better shot of the Chestnut Way car park in front of the flats when I washed the pots up.
I decided to watch some TV again. Huh! Turned it on again, and some sad adverts greeted me. Kids have to live using underground water. I noticed my new glasses on top of the cabinet and realised how lucky I am really, compared to some. Then… The TV went off. A message something about; check your external and internal ariels? It came back on later again.
Oh, getting dark? Five minutes later… Another five minutes.
Did the eye treatment. used, then when it had dried, the Gel.
After 18:00hr Carer Benjamin called, and we found we were missing some tablets. I was in a pickle about it, cause it was Atorvastatin, and I had a weirdly strange feeling that Richard mentioned something on Monday to me about it coming later when he kindly fetched the prescriptions for me… but of course with , I’m just not sure. So, none tonight. Benjamin said he would have a look around down in the office for me in case they were in there. Thanked him, and he said he was doing the late call; if the tablets are in the Meridian office, he’d bring them up with him.
I got back on the computer, to find that...
Late Carer Carer arrived. He brought up the missing tablets and issued them with the Peptac; no painkillers were needed. Then attached the night pouch to He also responded to my request for him to hang up the laundry, which was only dressing gowns; bless him.
Turned off this computer, and I got settled in the £300 second-hand shop bought, c1966, moth-eaten, cringingly-beige-coloured, grotty, bedraggled, dilapidated, crumb-containing from my nocturnal nibblings, bug-ridden itch-inspiring, not working recliner in search of sleep. I put the TV on, cause that usually helps me to nod off, when the commercial adverts come on… but only when there is something on I wanted to watch. Hehe!
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Shambolic-Failures, Messy, Ignominious & Frustrating!
I can’t think of anything that went as planned?
The trip to town to get some Blepharitis Eye Gel, pads and Eye Spray, was futile! I got the timing of the bus wrong and waited for 36 minutes at the bus stop going. The Nottingham Citizenry in town, were as depressed as I’ve ever seen them. The pavement scooterers and cyclers seemed intent on making me as nervous as possible with the near misses from having my over. Boots, Wilko and even the Poundland shop visited in search of equivalent products failed! No anti-diarrhoea capsules, no Worcester Sauce nibbles, no affordable Germolene or Germoloid. Wilko must be closing down, the y didn’t have any kitchen towels in stock at all! The previously £3.25 Germolene at Boots, was now £6.29 for a 22g tube! It wore me out in B’s, trying see someone to help me with the confusing array of different products for the eyes – I gave up in the end!
On the bright side, I didn’t trip or fall getting onto or off the buses today. Coming home was a close call, mind.
No blogging as such done, so had to get up in the morning at 03:30hrs to get this updated.
Just time to whip in the photos with a few remembered details.
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A good start though… Excellent coloured urine in the night pouch.
Into the kitchenette… Tried to take a better morning view.
Took this shot of the flea-pit as I gathered the things needed for the trip later into Nottingham.
As Carer Kara say’s the new reading glasses will take some getting used to. She was right!
Had a few hours on the Wednesday blog updating. Eventually getting it finished and posted… but it was hard work with the new glasses and of course… Gave up and continued with the Just three . A semi-tumble in the shower, leading a hal-hearted head butting of the left grab bar.
Kara who called earlier did the midday visit, and I turned off the computer. I got the body medicationings done, and I consciously used less olive oil in the ears, Germoloid on the bum, and Germolene on the lesion and papules. My EQ told me I was not going to get any on the trip out. He was right, too!
SET OUT TO BUS STOP TO NOTTINGHAM I met a resident and chatted with her on the forecourt. She pointed out that Carer Kara was giving me a wave from a high window in Winwood Court. ♥ Got to the bus stop and realised I had a time top wait. The traffic island was in a bad state. Looked like someone had pulled up some plants. Tyre marks on the once frass soil. Debris and waste dropped or blown on it.
When I got into the city centre, this is the first photo I took – and unfortunately the last. Despite my thinking I had taken several more, about ten I think of different area, for some reason, and I can’t figure out why, none of them were on SD card in the morning? The when I got back to the flat ones and later were though. A mystery as to what I’d done wrong? I’ve mentioned the farcical shopping efforts, so will start with my return journey. The thought of my failing to so many things I wanted to, and not being sure if I had bought the right ones of those I did find in Boots, is embarrassing!
After my stubble from the bus (I didn’t go down!) I made my way slowly to Woodthorpe Court.
Part of Winwood Court. Paved walking area between courts. Got inside and made my way up to the flat. Feeling a little disheartened at the state of the shops, and thought to myself, “Well that was a waste of time!”
Got in the flat, having seen not a single person on my way. More beautiful puffer clouds on the horizon again. Something peaceful, relaxing about these?
Got the shoes off, they seem to have gelled to the feet. Hehe! The pouch had soon filled up again after I emptied it when I got inside the apartment. Come think of it though, I had started guzzling the soda water again, the get the bladder going, as instructed by the medicos.
Aha, at the last of the day(2nd) mug of Glengettie tea!
I got the receipts out of the bag. Boy had I spent a fortune with all the massive price increases at Boots This little lot for the eyes cost me £64! I’m not sure that I bought the right Blepha either. This one had SOL on it, the other I’m using from the optician, has GEL?
The meal tasted Grrreat! Flavour-Rating 9/10!
Much needed after what was for me, a hectic, getting upright and annoyed with things day! I think I must have looked a little mentally and physically battered, cause the care didn’t stay as long as usual… not that I can recall much of the visits.
I nodded off without any problems. Must have slept peacefully for about five hours of bliss… then… started, and knowing that this blog would need updating, I made an early start – and has only been down once up to now! So I’m glad that I started early (03:30hrs )while the internet was behaving itself for once. It still took me a lot of mistakes and self-confusion until nearly 12:00hrs to get it done though. Hey-Ho!
I’ll ask the morning caller if they might call the Doctors for me, to ask if I can get some Blepharitis gel for the eyes, And Rear-end medications for .
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Topped up the treats counter.
Kitchen, a good job; the domestic gal is calling today. She didn’t? I may have got the wrong day…
Kitchenette window view. Still early!
Ablutions. Galore!
Computer booted… After an hour of trying…
Gave up and visited the…
Medicationalisationings.
Tried blogging again…
After resetting up from the start, comp off, without being able to save work done the returned… then… Not coming back of its own accord. Rebooted just the box, reset it, gave it a minute or two & tried again…
The NHS Falls Team rang; she is coming later ♥
Carer Shaquille arrived for the early visit and medicationings.
The City Falls Team lady arrived. She was understanding, and we spoke at length about so many things. Of course, I can’t remember much of them now. But the lady was kind enough to take my email address. She will send me details via email of what has been decided and what I needed to do. Thanked her, and off she went. I enjoyed that visit, methinks.
Next, Carer Kara came on a quick visit. She will return later for the finance checks for me. She did notice the cuts on my head that I thought had stopped bleeding and cleaned and Germolined them for me.
. Got back on the computer. I would have gone on the , but… .
Then… .
Carer Kara returned for the finance & paperwork assisting. I’d have loved her to get in touch with me. But with so much to do in so little time, it was not possible. I’d love to get an internet service that works… get it sorted out! But other things took precedence. Getting in touch with the Audio Centre to tell them I cannot find my Visit Record Booklet, and ask if I can go without it. Kara rang them, only to find out the place had temporarily been shut down? She spent a while going through all my folders in search of it without any luck. Failure again! I am lucky!
Still no internet. Took some photos… Gorgeous puffer clouds on the horizon. Sherwood Vale Scene. Through the balcony’s inner doors.
I must try to get out to get some more of the eye pads & .
Kara returned with the new glasses from the optician, the Carer Jo-Anne had fetched for me; bless her. They are the reading lens ones. Not as good as I had hoped; I have to lean forward more to get a clear depiction of the letters to read. Still, as she said, it’ll take time to get used to them.
The late afternoon sky! The turning evening skies. Later on, sunset. Gorgeous!
Potatoes & bean stew for nosh! Boiled potatoes, mixed beans, onions and the non-secret addition of some… and… it looked like this… Taste-Rating: 802/10.
Woken twice by the last care calls. I don’t even remember who came. Benjamin, I think? I was so tired out and mentally weary. But I woke up with the night pouch attached.
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Dizziness; too weak to feel incandescent,
For around an hour, I was impuissant,
Never before been so suddenly languescent!
Another annoying new pesterment!
I believe I was momentarily solivagant, Luckily, this ailment was only transient! Of to do the ablutions, they proved to be sanguinolent!. Accifauxpas… not through my being totipotent… Peripheral Pete’s Leg Dance, was persistent… Shaking-Shoulder-Shirley was intent… causing me many a razor-shaving accident! The shower-power-box was absonant… After hitting my head on it, I applied urticant! The day went from pleasant to recalcitrant! – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – –
06:30hrs: removed
Waste bags sorted out.
Computer on…
Off to the . . I think I had one like this early last week?
Spotted what looked like a cat or dog, in the bottom field… Could have been anything really? Although terrible photos, I discerned that it was indeed a cat.
Carer Kara arrived. I think she pointed out how well I was looking, perky. ♥ and we had a laugh and chin-wagging for a little. As she left the Asda order arrived… Food! Five carrier bags fool! The bleach in the barfs was leaking a bit or had leaked judging by the smell. Ah, grand nosh to nibble! I’m unsure how or why I ordered three packets of ready-sliced and seasoned potatoes? Got some replacements for the nurses, drivers and carers’ treats shelf in the front room. Make a great brew of Glengettie tea!
Back on the computer… So, I watched the start of the football match twixt Spain & Norway. 2-1 to Spain, in between using the computer when , returned. . .
Carer Kara came for the 2nd call, and a moment before the gal came in, I’d nodded off to sleep at the computer and didn’t feel very well at all. This time she said how unwell I looked! This was the sudden change in fortunes and health I mentioned above in the Prooemium intro. My balance was all over the place, and memory had gone on strike I think. No pains as such at all, just confusion and disorientation. I bade Kara farewell and decided that getting on with doing the might help me pull out of whatever it was that had a grip on me. So, I did! The teeth bled profusely after cleaning those I had left. The tiny nicks shaving also flowed more blood than usual. But this blood-letting is half-expected, with the DVT Warfarin INR level so high recently.
The feet and legs were terribly pale and ashen, as mentioned by Kara. So I took a snap after getting out of the wet room. Headed butting the shower power box didn’t go well. Hehe!
However, I did feel much better by the time I got back to the computer. However…
I’ll get some food cooking then… Tsk! 17:00hrs, and chimed from the doorbell, as in walked the Carer. I was late getting the meal, and he was a little early coming, but no bother, other than the meal was cold by the time he has done his bit and departed. Still, he was kind enough to photographicalise me, pretending to eat the meal. Hahaha! Despite the lack of heat, I still enjoyed it. Flavour-Rating: 7.5/10.
I nodded of easily enough, as is usual when I try to watch anything on the goggle-box. Humph!
I was woken up on the Carer’s last call. He put the night pouch onto the. He wrote his notes, during which I nodded off again! He checked the taps and the stove was not left on for me, and I insisted he take a can of whichever refreshment he fancied in thanks.
I jumped awake at 03:30 hours and got up immediately. Fool!
POLITICAL CARTOON – Naughty! – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – The spelling mistake was on purpose – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – Well, the visit to the produced some action this morning. Fair enough, it was phooey, sticky, falling apart on hitting the water, khaki-coloured mini-torpedoes that evacuated with ease and no pain. Yet somehow produced a little blood to decorate the WC and my bum and legs. Unfortunately I my toe on the floor cabinet corner when I bent down to clean the blood from the WC. No bother, of course, not for the hero of my sturdy, manly-pain-bearing capabilities. No arghs, cursing or swearing, spitting, growling or self-pity. Well, just maybe the odd cringe and wince. Hehe! Carer Jo-Anne called the opticians for me to clarify what they rang me about last weekend. It seems my spectacles are ready to collect, and I have to fetch them to see how I go with them, and then they can do a reading pair. From what I recall, the left lens will be apparent, ready to be swapped when, or if, the left Cataract ever gets done. I’ve no idea if this first pair will be distance or a reading lens fitted. If the Blepharitis is not cleared when I get to the hospital for the left eye cataracts to be done, I’ll be refused and go back to the start of the waiting list again. As it took me over two years to get the right eye done, you can understand how apprehensive I am. Then surprise, surprise, and a Great one too! Nurse Hristina turned up to take my blood today, not Wednesday! The INR level is still worrying them. Far too high!I got the new dosage sheet Yesterday. Far too high. – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – –
Night Pouch removed
The legs and ankles were much better this morning!
Trotsky was in charge again!
Taken through the balcony doors and window. Drizzling.
Washed the plates, great!
GOT CARRIED AWAYDoing the day’s blog, I came across a notepad page that was only partly completed; let me spend, wait for it… over 6 hours doing the ode page words! And it’s not finished yet! I simply plodded on uncaringly until the Carer arrived… Tsk!
Got on to CorelDraw. The flipping day’s nearly done. Still, I did stop to take some sky photos occasionally.
Photos were taken while Carer Benjamin was here. Caught Benjamin taking a selfie on the balcony. Hehe!
As of 15@45hrs…
Here are the sky photos in the order they were taken. The first one. Above and below from the balcony. Getting darker earlier now. Looking almost scary now… Still Bootiful, though!
Time to get the nosh sorted out… well, it’s well gone the usual time. If I get a crack one, just knuckle and potatoes, methinks, saving some time. That’s a rarity. No, a sudden change of mind hit me.I had battered balls, bread and peas; that’ll do me. Wonder if I’ve got any crispy onions left in the cupboard? I’ll Soon find out! Nope! So I added some to my Asda order for the morning. The nosh was cooked and served. Nothing special, but So-Tasty! Flavour Rating: 8.8/10.
Washed the pots; I took care cause carrying the night pouch and can be a bit hazardous. In fact, using Metal-Mickey, helped me avoid a when I against the radiator as I went to take these two early morning photographs of the view from the kitchenette window. High in the sky… and down to the houses.
Settled into the £300 second-hand shop bought, c1966. Moth-eaten, cringingly-beige-coloured, grotty, bedraggled, dilapidated, crumb-containing for my nocturnal nibblings, bug-ridden, itch-inspiring, not working recliner. In search of . But he was in a stubborn mood, and it took me a couple of hours to nod off. I noted the time, 03:00hrs, when I knocked a bottle of soda water off the ottoman tray. Used the torch to check it had not burst open and saw the big battery clock. It seemed that seconds later, I was in the land of bliss. Ahh!
Testing. Lighter than it was, I used the flash in error
A smidgeon of rain again last night. Judging by the mudslide?
Front car park – made a mess of this one. Blame .
Kitchen window shot to the right. The kitchen window shot to the left.
A later through-the-balcony shot. Mudslide drying up quickly.
CorelDrawing, Odeing, then blogging for four or five hours. Carers called. Nor phone calls, No Texts, no other callers. And… this is true! Guess what went down only three times in well over six hours?
Mug of Thompson Punjana tea… and a pot noodle!
After the midday Carer, Rhamat called; she bought my laundry bag, bless her, as I was about to post the finished blog for yesterday to WP.
Now, time for the dreaded full-service Shave, shower, nasal spraying, teggies, Germolene, Germoloid, Corticoid creaming of , Eye drops, and . Pain Gelling of , , and medicating the tube that is stuck in Little Inchy’s protuberance. (I cringed when I wrote that, you know!) Then when dried off with the towel, that came back from the laundry still damp earlier, Sprinkle some aftershave to stop the inevitable cuts and nicks I’ll get shaving. A splash-over with the Brut, eye-drops… Oh, I may use the as well… it’s overdue! I May Be a While...Hahaha!
I’m back – it didn’t go very well! Certainly not as planned or hoped for. ① I thought I was in need, at long last, of the . I was wrong. I realised this after about 5 minutes of astronomically induced amounts of spurting (the pot noodle?) winds finally ended. I gave up!
② Got the teeth done; results can be seen above after I’d got dressed, 2 hours later, abluted! Haha!
③ Shaving: I dropped the canister of shaving foam, and it (as dropped things usually do for me) bounced off the side of the sink and fell right on the worst toe possible; My!!!
④ Getting into the bowl of water to do my feet medicationalisationing – I got a !
⑤ Into the shower, got the heat right, and dropped the shower gel bottle. I needn’t tell you what it landed on. OUCH!
⑥ My final occurred; I head-butted the shower power box. Getting a tiny little scar for the cut that I accrued. Tsk! I did the medicationalisationing without any further injuries being suffered!
⑥ However, there was a late . Getting the Depend Protection pants on, I had a wobble getting the left leg into them. And against the floor cabinet corner… but remained on my feet!
I had to put the still-damp returned dressing gown on, as it was the only one thick enough to wear, as the weather had suddenly changed. The wind was howling now. It suddenly went dark when Carer Benjamin had been here for five minutes. As he left, I took this snap from the kitchen window. As I opened those mentioned above, I thought I would get blown over, so strong was the wind. Murky?
Later one… As I began preparing the late nosh…
Nosh Sorted! Prettily presented plate of provender…
Simply battered balls and potatoes. No-Butter butter and BBQ sauce, put on each half a potato with a bit of salt and vinegar on the battered No-Fish fish balls. Bootiful! Taste Rating 808/10! Ate it all up, put the empty food tray on the carers table, and fell into a deep sleep! Not for long, though…
Carer Richard arrived to sort me out. Although, at the time, I recall only wanting to get back to my precious, in short-supply sleep. Hehe! A STROKE OF LUCK!(At Last!). Tonight, finally, after a week and two days, of farting about trying to get the Blepharitis Gel tube to work properly… It dawned on my impaired brain what I was doing wrong! How the heck? I didn’t realise it before; it beats me! I’d tried to apply it to the eye pad like you would with a standard toothpaste tube. Then understood I had to press the thingamabob at the top to release the gel. ! Ah, well!
As usual, being woken up again was no longer interested in letting me get back to my much-needed sleep. Humph! I nearly reached a state of stupefaction a few times, but on every occasion this happened, I’d burst awake with jolting, jarring, buffeting, twitch, tremor, juddering, judder! So, I cursed a little and gave up any idea of getting any sleep. And turned on the TV. To find that replay football matches were on the channel. This comforted me; the first of the new seasons’ Premiership League game highlights were showing. The first match was Chelsea v Liverpool. I nodded off into the land of nod in the game’s first minute. Waking up with the regulation shuddering, flapping, and threshing about. Waking as the programme was finishing to realise I’d missed three other matches as they displayed the results as the programme closed Spent what was left of the morning failing to get to sleep. At least the darned left me alone.
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Better colour today.
Poddled onto the balcony Decent looking morning.
Went automatically to the
Started on yesterday’s blog finalisationing.
Carer arrived. Meds and a mini-natter were completed. I was, stuttering and struggling to get words out, and my balance was terrible getting about. Had a few close calls but no falls.
Back to blogging. Made a brew of Thompson Punjana.
The third-bash at blogging, and I was already on…
I watched the Ladies World Cup match, Australia v France. Australia won – GRRREAT! So was France losing! Hehehe!
Back to blogging again. Concentration shot to pieces with the joy of France losing, I reckon!
Ah, the urine is now flowingeth! Into the wet room to empty out the . Still a good colour!
I went into the kitchen to wash to tea mug. Had it started raining! Took this shot through the glass. And this one… Opened the window for this one.
Into the balcony for this one. By the time I took this one of the end car park, the rain had stopped altogether.
Got the Saturday blog finished and settled to watch the England 2 v Columbia 1 result match. Another close one, with Columbia scoring first.Very satisfying result
The third Carer of the day called Joanne. Had a laugh and joke. She also noted I was saying either the wrong words or talking rubbish. Worryingly!
Started this blog for an hour or two. Then got a meal cooking.
THE CHANGING SKIES
Kitchen Window Shots A little later Getting darker The Sun is not done… The Sun is not done… The Sun is not done… Brilliant! The notable difference within two minutes Beautiful scene Sunset completed; gone now!
Got the nosh served up. Taste Rating: 8/10
Washed the pots and .
Carer Benjamin called. No meds, but he reminded me to put the & on both eyes. Added the without any bother to day pouch for me. I remembered to ask him to take the laundry bag. He didn’t; with him being a new lad, I don’t think he knew where to take it. I’ll ask the morning carer if it is Benjamin; I hope to be awake enough to explain to him. He’s a spirited young man. I like him.
After Benjamin had left, sleep was suddenly not an option. Rampaging were to blame!
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After two hours on the computer trouble-free. Another hour and a half and the total to date was… Up to now, the internet had gone down…
As their adverts say… Internet Outages Applied by Inchy!
The Opticians called again; it was farcical. I think she said Kara, so I assume she still wanted her to call them?
Ah, well, a quick look at the photographicalisations…
Spouting fluid
Waste Bins Sorted
Early morning kitchen view
I’m not sure why I took this one? Obviously, I must have been in mid-shave?
After ablutions kitchen view
Went a little dark as the afternoon loomed.
Then brightened up. Bootiful clouds
Slowly darkened as it got later. delights
. Later shot, but so lovely to view
. Late blast from the sun on her way down, Grrreat!
The 18:00hrs Carer called. I got the and the put on. The Gel applying, I’ve still not mastered very well. Turned off the computer…
The final total of the Failures had reached…
I got the meal prepared and served up! No fish fish-sticks and fishless prawns. Canned garden peas, nice tomatoes, yellow & red, roast potato chunks done in the oven with olive oils sprayed on them, vinegared and salted on the plate, no sauce needed tonight. I then proceeded to eat the feast… and created a new record! NEW RECORD! I was trying to eat while watching the TV… but fell asleep at least five times during eating the food! I might have been more often. Each time I woke up, I had to recover whatever it was that had come off of the tray each time I dosed off, and the tray slipped… Peas went off wandering every time, I was still finding them on the floor that had rolled out of view in the morning. Potatoes, tomato halves too. Amazingly none of the no-fish, fish fell?
The last Carer Call. A were new lads today, so I took the opportunity to ask them each to check the taps, heater and fridge-freezer doors for me. We’ll see.
A final photograph from the kitchen window was taken.
How Gorgeous! I spent a while on this one.
For a complete change, there was no , gave me a break, and no bother at all! This time is was the eyes that kept me awake! Both of them felt like there had to be grit in my eyes? Every time I nictated after waking up! I had to give up trying in the end. I sprayed some extra on both, but it made no difference; it’s still a painful nuisance this morning. I still think it’s I am applying the wrongly. I must try to get some professional help on this issue. I’m worried that the Cataract operation on the left eye might be cancelled if the infection does not clear up. Sister Jane has the same problem after having her eye done! ♥ Here she is with me in the flat. ♥
– – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – So many hassles and ailments today… Anything I tried to do, trouble got in the way! The left leg kept collapsing… vulnerability? The hospital doctor mentioned cerebropathy... Thought when I get home, look it up straight away! But Virgin Media did not want to play! It kept going down for the rest of the day! Shuddering Shoulder Shirley attacked at midday, But she didn’t have it all her own way… Shaking Shaun joined in: lackaday! Balance walking, wobbly, made me feel giddy, No time for my blogging & wordsmithery, My DVT nurse comes tomorrow to take my blood away, She rang me to ask what time of day ♥, The opticians rang, I couldn’t hear what she did say… What sanity I have, was drifting away… EENT Clinic rang, about the operation day, There may be some sort of delay… Social Services are coming on Monday… I don’t know what for, they didn’t say, The Mobility Team on Wednesday… DVT Anticoagulant rang; booked me into the faculty? Sister Jane rang me, we were very chatty…
3 visits to the Porcelain Throne, they were whiffy!
Iceland delivered food, that costs pounds, over fifty!
Wen t to get things done ablutionary,
No hot water; the tap was dripping away!
The whole day was wrong, contrary…
Things seemed unreal, delusionary,
Still, no time to start the blog diary,
22:00hrs I started on the one for Wednesday,
There were always things diversionary…
I soon got feeling weary & wary…
My mind got into a bigger disarray,
Thoughts were going all over, thataway, thereaway,
I never want to suffer such an abominably, bad day…
Like I suffered this bloody Thursday!
Nearly midnight now, still need a shower someway,
Do the teggies, shave, change the catheter...
Eye drops, Germoloid the piles and basically…
Get some sleep; hoping Friday will go less diabolically!
And my body will act less dysfunctionally…
The brain too, the day goes less eventfully
And, Cognitive Impairment Iris, plays favourably, All day I’ve not eaten anything gastronomically, I’ve just been so damned up-to-the-neck busy. I’ll put some potatoes in the oven, quickly… Do the needed tasks ablutionary, I’m feeling better already… I’m doing this ode, quite lyrically?
And face my problems bravely, Not moaning, groaning or snivelly!
The upcoming appointments, medically,
Only the one that’s neurophysiologically,
I’ll approach a little nervously,
Funny how I’ve cheered up suddenly…
Not bad, cause I’ll be showering nocturnally,
I’ll cope with things philosophically…
I’ll check what that means in my dictionary! – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – Worra Blooming Day!
Up at 05:10hrs.
The night Bag was removed. Not a lot of it, and dark coloured too! Am I surprised? Then yes, not after the nightmare day, though!.
Waste bags sorted.
The was better!
First mug of Glengettie!
Computer on. But not for long.
The intercom flashed as I got the spuds out of the drawer. Aha, the Iceland food arrived to restock the freezer from my in leaving the door open for nine hours! Three bags of food were destroyed. Tsk! The driver kindly carried the bags into the kitchen for me. As I was getting the frozen things in the freezer first… The watch strap broke. So I put it down on the counter, and continued to get the food in the freezer sharpishly! Biscuits Galore. Not for me of course; they are for the Carers and nurses due Friday and next week.
Coffees (For the carers of course), Rustlers for Carer Richard. Potatoes and bread for me
The freezer filled once again!
Naughties? Savoury nibbles in the plastic ottoman.
The phone started ringing almost nonstop for hours. Nurses, Carers, Social Services, Fall Team, Optician, Sister Jane, and others. The computer was not touched again until late evening… but by 21:00hrs, Had amassed no less than…
The second and last mug of tea, Thompsons Punjana this time, was being gulped down with three shortcake biscuit sticks. No, I’m not kidding, just three!
I got a new strap on the wristwatch.
The Days Sky Photos. All from roughly the same spot at the kitchen window. Good Morning Good later Morning Good Afternoon Late Afternoon. Sunset One Late Sunset Two… Bootiful! Early Morning
Now I’ll try to get a meal made. Potatoes in the oven, and thought I’d change the night bag and get the ablutions done. But I . So, got the burnt potatoes out of the oven… buttered the potatoes unsparingly, and added some yellow tomatoes, with a lemon dessert for afters. Scoffed it all up. Flavour-Rating 7.5/10 And fell asleep again…
– – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – FOR THE DAY IN ODE The keywords for this Wednesday, are… Moments of acrimoniously, I had moments of being superbity…
I was baffled by technology…
The EENT, Doctor & Falls team called me,
I was hoping for some sort of theopneusty…
The whole day was tumultuary!
Little did I know then what Thursday would bring me.
No rest, respite; today I thought was purgatory…
My EQ warned me, I’d be turning poorly…
On Thursday, mentally and Physically!
Already my ankle has gone all scabrously…
My left leg keeps collapsing; Peripheral Neuropathy.
Today was bad enough, I have trepidity!
Doctors to see, nurses will be calling…
INR Warfarin level… No, I’ll stop writing… Thursday night now, this blogging only just starting!
I can tell you now Thursday was more gruelling,
I thought it was bad on Wednesday evening… Bad today, Thursday was less accommodating!.
If ever I get time; I don’t like hypothecating…
The left leg gave way again; hospital visiting?
This blog will again be a bit thin…
Sorry, but I’ve got a few some photos to put in.
But no notes to use, just my memory bin! – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – –
I do recall nearly taking a tumble when I caught the catheter night bag’s long tube. Hehe! Parkers below from the balcony. So a lot of cleaning up to do!
Waste bins sorted.
Laundry.
Heck of a job podding the peas. One for me, one for the pot… Should I save some for later? Not made into the saucepan? Early meal. The battered balls had to be thrown away. I ACCIDENTALLY LEFT THE FREEZER DOOR OPEN FOR NINE HOURS – Had to dish the contents & did an order for replacements for Thursday morning. Aargh!
Oh, missed this morning’s front car park photo off!
Evening shot.
That’s it, I’m afraid.
I don’t feel up to explaining the medical situation, and the time I had to spend away from my Little Flat.
If I get time, I’ll put it in Thursdays… if I get a chance to do one. It’s all going wrong ailment-wise.
Still, I think the nurses and therapy gals will be calling on me soon. ♥
