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PANIC STATIONS…
I don’t want to go into this too much… but…
The text from the bank indicated a worrying fact.
My balance has gone down by Ā£3000 in a month!
I asked Carer Jodie if she could ask Carer Kara to
please have a go at getting me back in online
banking again. She tried a while ago, a couple of weeks
back, using the phone, and got the details needed and
tried to get me online with it. But, no joy. The details
given to her did not allow her/me into my account.
I really appreciate her trying in her own time too.
I’m worried, to say the least, now. Of course, I may
have got something wrong. I explained this to Jodie
and to Carer Sam later. I’m a bag of nerves!
Sam (1n:40hrs) said she would ask Kara to assist me.
Not heard anything yet (20:20hrs).
Hoping she can get hear tonight; she might be on the late
call. Every day there is something not going right! Well,
going wrong, summat to fret about.
The new medications and part of the original monthly
one have not arrived. No night catheter bags.
All a part of the NHS collapse and strikes?
My already shattered confidence and concentration are
not doing me any good. And without the needed
medications at the same time.
The thought of having to have a permanently fitted
catheter strangely left my mind today. Until a few
minutes ago, when I got some stabbing pains and
realised the bag was full & needed emptying. But
the colour of the wee-wee has been so much better
today. Although not the flow.
Which problems to worry about?
I’m sinking mentally as well.
Thanks, Doreen!
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First bag emptying. Not as dark as it looks. These day bags are in three compartments, with a shaded outer plastic.
Off to the 
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Sorted the waste bins and bags. Carer Shaquille’s first call.
The second call was from Jodie, who calmed me down a bit over the banking cock-up. But not solved anything. No Kara came, though. Second visit.
Om the computer to get all mixed up and mistake making. (It was no bother!)
The weather was not nice….
Brrr!
Carer Sam arrived and said she would ask Kara if she could call on me.
This shot was a better one, got the colour as it was!
Getting dark earlier now.
A bit if a shock on the next bag emptying.
Blimey, talk about bloody!
And yet, the next emptying…
Much better? Not complaining like!
Oh, where did the time go?
Pressed on with the blogging.
Getting late now, 21:10hrs.
Better get some nosh sorted out…
Off to the kitchenette, I go… Hey-Ho!
Made the nosh, took a photo, and it didn’t appear on the SD card? Again!
Washed the pots, during which I felt liquid on my left lower leg?
Can’t be the 
, that’s on the right leg. I felt a grope of the area and found some new fungal growths, about four of them, different sizes, and all leaking what appeared to be water?
I put a self-adhesive pad on them, check the
Catheter Bag & colour of the urine…
That was too red again. Tsk!
And got my head down.
The pad was soaked in minutes and fell off. Fancy that!
Yet another crap night of sleeping. I had to keep wiping the liquid away all through the night with kitchen towels. One of the lesions is still running now (at 09:40hrs Saturday). The eyes and nose are doing a good imitation of the lesions. This reminded me of a Dr Who episode. Hehe!
Thus another horrible, tormenting night of getting up to empty the tiny day bag and wiping the weeping lesions.
I feel so lucky and blessed, you know…
There are plenty worse off; wherever you go,
But I’ve lost confidence and my mojo…
Doreen makes my thoughts and mind an imbroglio,
Whoopsies, accifauxpas, ailments to me are ipso-facto,
Coping with pain? I’m an aficionado,
Depression? Yes! But still a simpatico!
This mind is full of confusion & mumbo-jumbo!
Morning all!
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, all messy again!.
Not only the leg lesions but the eyes and nose were running???
Took two snaps of the depressing weather.
They seem to be getting smaller now but still spurting water.
I can still see the face on the leg.
The wee-wee had changed to a decent colour.
Concentration is gone, getting tired, and the eyes are getting dimmer, as is usual at this time of night.
The lesions are getting even smaller now.
A middling colour, not too bad.
I dined like a King… 
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The urine looks darker than it really was when I emptied the pouch.
No change in the ankles.
No chance of any cloud pareidoliaing this morning.
Jimminee, the colour of the wee this time was almost perfect.
The computer on! Made an order for Asda for next week
The urine is getting a move-on today.
Wonderful clouds this afternoon!
Went to check on the spuds in the slow cooker.
Not sure how I took this photo?
Matron arrived
Hahaha! The wee kept on coming!
Overcast as the rain stopped, I took this picture.
It’s gerrin’ a better colour as the night comes on! Great!
The potatoes were slow-cooked with sea salt & vinegar.
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Popped through the letterbox was a leaflet regarding Winwood Heights Social activities. Which was impossible to read due to the small print and, of course, 
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Strawberry treats for the gals. With some different drinks this time. Vanilla ice-cream-flavoured ones. I tried one later from the fridge – very nice!
The urine was running a much healthier colour!
Raining!
The rain has stopped, and as I went into the kitchenette, the sun found a gap in the clouds, offering me some pareidoliaing time.
The messy evacuation needed cleaning up. Then I realised that the WC tank was filling up very slowly – and while doing it, there was no water available from the cold tap on the sink? Friday night again – things always go wrong when there is 
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But it lightened later.
Morning view
But the blood pressure was horrendous! I did extra checks in the hope that it would come down, but… Nope! Wonder if this is due to the none attainment of, and running out of some medications?
Fingers crossed
Oh the bright side (I had to look very hard, Hehe!), the ankle ulcers were nice and calm. (Says Inchie as he gets grief from the catheter tube via Little Inchie and cleans the blood up changers protection pants,
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Sat watching TV with subtitles and devouring the pleasantly tasty meal I’d done for myself. Pretend meat (Very nice), beetroot, tomatoes, and potato cubes done in the oven after being sprayed with oil.
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The morning view… was rather blue
I’d decided, as the Urine colour was so high on the chart.
were coming on again.
Made a brew of Glengettie.
Took these snaps of the strange lighting this morning.
What was the mouse? Has a map on it 
Fantastic wider shot!
A close-up of the sun.
Seem’s the sun is spewing out a monster…
A Genie, mayhap? Hehehe!
An eagle above?
It seems that the dark clouds are trying to extinguish the sun?
I burnt the same spot on the hand as I did last week, taking the tray of spuds out of the oven.
Nice meal!
Made too much again. (I often do that?)
Very bad today.
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2nd check. Not sure how I got the colour to look silver? Hehe!
The ankles were looking a lot betterer!
The urine colour also looks betterer!
Georges (Asda) delivered the dressing gowns.
Found the George throw on the Carers chair.
Woke up in as said above ‘Agony!’ with leg cramps! Trenches and dips in both legs
Struggled to the recliner to get back upright, and first thing was to get to the wet room, to strip off and wash myself. During which, I dropped the bottle of disinfectant, and it landed…
, on the exact spot where the nail had dug itself in! No doubt about it – I was pissed off…
I knocked a selection of the medications off of the floor cabinet… the last olive oil bottle shattered as it hit the floor! At least it missed my feet and toes! I suppose!
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Plates of meat on the first catheter bag emptying.
Good colour; the bag needed emptying more times today than ever!.
Murky!
Still yet, the Catheter Pouch Fills – Great!
The ankles and feet swell a little, and blood under the skin?
Aha, an hour later, much better!
The right ankle ulcer starts to glow? Hehe! No pain with it. A few indentations in the flesh still. What they, I’ve not the foggiest! I suppose it’s all a part and parcel of the unaccountable mysteries, ailments, phantoms, failings and hauntings of 72,Ā Woodthorpe Court. 
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The Iceland Delivery arrived.
Got the fridge loaded up.
Pleased to report that Asda has some Sourdough rolls in stock.
Bit of a cock-up with the tray of vegetables. (Fancy that?)
Selection includes the rather tasty cartons of vanilla-flavoured milk.
Now the fridge is really stocked up!
Intercom on in the mini-hallway.
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Moped up the escaped from the Catheter Pouch Wee-wee, used the speed-mop twice, and a lot of Dettol!
The fifteenth dollops of kitchen towels used on where the urine had trickled for an hour, without my realising it. Tut!
The waste bags with the slippers, socks and used kitchen towels well wrapped up and sealed, awaiting removal.
Much better colour in the next emptying of the pouch.
Bootiful lunchtime clouds!
Car park below from the kitchenette.
Afternoon views
Pareidoliaing clouds.
Nearest they came to sunset photos…
Pareidoliaing again…
Pareidoliaing, a shark or whale in the depths?
Pareidoliaing: Eyes, nose & mouth of what, though?
Pareidoliaing? Erm…
A not-red Red Dwarf view? Hehe!
The Sun’s last effort to burst through again
Toodle-pips!
A terrible photo of the simple meal.