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This will be a little bare, sorry. Time rules.
Morning views
I found another piece of
the jar I dropped & broke.
Carer’s medicines table
Another mystery,
Why did I take this?
Did I take this?
When?
Evening meal, soup
and bread again.
Oh, I do live well!
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Note that due to time going so fast,
being so far behind with the blog,
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No, no, No Moaning!
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ash.
Off to the wetroom, hobbling casually, and the moment my bottie was over the porcelain as I was bending down to land on the plastic seat…
Got on the computer, and remembered to check o my NHS site to see what they have put about my tumble on Wednesday. As usual, it kept signing me out every two minutes if I didn’t enter anything. Well, I can’t remember the three links it takes to get into it, or what it is called. Humph! After getting signed out twice and having to get an 
email with the login number each time. I thought, I’ll try one again, one last time. No, can’t find anything. 
Foggy outside, usually a sign this time of year that the sun will come out later on.
I was having problems reading my own writing again. I must stop rushing and remember to write larger. I just can’t understand why I don’t, or can’t do this. The notes start all clear and so easy to read, indeed distinct. But as the day goes on, Whoopsiedangleploppery, Fred’s Frustrations, computer problems, health problems, Memory-Mangling-Malcom, Arthur Itis, Fractured Knee Frank, Shuddering-Shoulder-Shirley, Shaking Shaun, Anne Gyna, Struggling as my eyesight fades and fogs later on the day, Concentration-Crippler-Crippen, Backpain Brenda, Seizure-Sandra, Toothache-Tiffany, 
Late in the day, the sun did get through. When I went into the kitchen to take this shot, I was surprised it had got out. Ver
Caught the sun on her way down, with two oil paintings, like photographs around, I think 2000hrs. 
Tonights Meal
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grinding away at me. So painful, I wondered how I’d managed to sleep at all. Very odd. Took the Catheter bag off. Checked the taps, etc., and turned the kettle 
on. I took this first snap of the morning (left). It was not as cold as I thought it would be when I opened the window. This is often a sign 
of snow coming. The forecast was a yellow warning for snow in Nottingham. But it didn’t fall. Unlike me, when I went to the wet room. I fell against the sink after using the Throne, and went to have a wash and do the teggies, with the 
prescription toothpaste. Very, very carefully. I could not avoid it hurting with the darned teeth, several of them that had somehow come 
loose. As much as I took care not to overly pressure them, it was a painful job. I think it must have been the crispy, cheesy potatoes I had last night. I really love them, but dare not have any more with the state of my teggies. Instant mash and cheese from now on. Not the same, but needs must. I pondered things over, and realised that the super tasty seaweed snacks, the hot ones with chilli, are much 
harder than the green bags ones that are lighter and thinner. And dearer too. So that’s baked cheesy potatoes, crispy seaweed snacks, and Choc Chip Cookies to remove from my favourites list. I could sob! But I’ll not yet, plenty of time for that later.
The intercom rang; it was the delivery of a Morrison order. I let him in by pressing the door release button and waited for him to arrive. This is a doorstep delivery. And waited… a little longer… and a few minutes more. Went to check on the Amazon site, “This order was Delivered Today”
ree-wheeled walker, got two bags precariously in it. I fought to keep the top bag from falling off en route, then made it to the flat and set the bags in the lobby by the door. Pain is increasing even more now. 
away. I was fuming, but the physical aches kept me from getting mad, if that makes sense. Then got the bags, one by one, into the flatlet in the hallway. I had to leave then, and sit down to recover from my chest pains to ease the breathlessness. 
Got the things put away, taking this snap of the view from the kitchenette. My anger was not easing, though. I got on the computer to try to complain to Amazon. Typical oligarch tricks again. Just like British Gas and Virgin Media… 
g back. Ejaz reckoned I’d spent £50 quid, plus connection charges, on the three calls we’ve had to make
finished off yesterday’s blog. My heart was not in it. That’s a first. I felt, and still do, so downhearted. Thanks to Amazon oligarchs.
Hello, a final, nae, first blast of the powerful but fading sun got through. Those little clouds have been showing for hours. Do you know what that means? No, nor me. Hehe!
The sun faded shortly after taking the Kodak-Tim-2 camera photo.
when you want him?
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well, almost delivered today by Oligarchs Amazon. But let’s not get back on that subject. It’s still sore! I have some soft bread, but what to go on it? No-butter butter, of course, I’ve some soft blue 
cheese to go with the bread. Some pickled onions, I can suck them but not bite them. Huh! Luckily, I bought the cheaper but softer chicken sausages (Not hostages, Keir!), which I should be able to manage to eat. The Spanish tomatoes are out of season ones, and fat to hard skin and flesh for me to tackle, so I’ll dish them. I have a jar of sliced green tomatoes in water. I’ll see if they are manageable for my poor, cracked, broken, painful, rotting, just been checked by the dentist, who told me they’d be fine until the next visit, teggies to handle.
Well, better get on and make the sarnies then.
The sourdough bread was extra
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me. I was still sitting there, awaiting the torrent to stop as the door chime rang, and Ejaz came 
Inevitably, when I got on the computer, Ape-Shit describes the events. It would not let me open Google from the icon, or from the Control thingy. 
I was at the end of my tether. Every day this happens. The battle to do the graphics, an Ode, and the HC chart is getting overwhelming, not to mention tackling the rest of the blog.
Then slightly to the left.
I won’t lose any memory or time in putting any of the others on. Bear in mind how low I was.
I had no idea it had taken place, but it was confirmed when I came back to reality, with the acidic, horrible-tasting, and smelly gust of wind that came up into my mouth. I thought I had had a mini-seizure; they are the ones that usually have the acid after them. But the after effects were scary this time. I could not get up for a good few minutes. It felt like the room and I were swaying in different directions. I made sure I stayed where I was in the chair. I did not risk standing or walking until things had cleared in my head. Which took ages. While waiting, I made sure I hadn’t been on the computer and caused
visit.
I ate well, at least. (Slurp-gobble)
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let rip with a wet, gooey torrent of innards contents.
Went to wash myself and found I’d left the hot tap on, so it was running cold!
Then, I touched up the few I loaded on CorelDraw, and then went to get two of the small pork pies with pickle to nibble. Ejax was back on his second call now and spotted some short dates on other products in the fridge. He took a waste bag, which was pretty full, with him when he left to the refuge chute for me.
I got some potatoes and garden peas in the slow-cooker. I added some vegetable seasoning and a dollop of light Soy sauce. Then, I made up a bottle with spring water, grapefruit cordial, and soda water. Not too strong, but with the soda water added, it tasted a little tart and tangy.
All of these were taken from the balcony, through the glass. This one straight ahead.
To the right, the treetops of my greatly missed visiting tree copse in the bottom field.
Down to the right, the Citrus Grove end car park. Note the little red car on the chevrons?
Added some of my favourites
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Photos & Comments
The catheter pouch, before my nurse tended to it.
Morning view.
Forgot why I took this one.
HC equipment. High BP today.
Aha, got some of the Marmite & cheese puffs.
Too many drinkies. Even though
So tired, only just changed the date.
Copernicus sausage, Potato Rostis, cooked beetroot, tomatoes & cheesy bread rolls.
Did you notice? I’ve gorra a new Grim Reaper,
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Early Morning fog
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I did the teggies very carefully. Then had a shave using the new razors, carefully. No cuts, no droppages! 
soap substitutes on my neck, I noticed 
that it does visit me now and then.
handwash the Khagoule and hung it up to dry in the wet room. It was then that it dawned on me that I had not done the other freshenings & medicationings yet. No cursing or swearing at myself. 
Back to check if I’d left the tap running in the kitchen, and at last, the fog was beginning to clear somewhat, slowly. 
Problems with CoralDraw then, & WP yet again!
Shortly afterwards, Ejaz came into the room. I tried to explain what had gone on with the ablution and CorelDraw problem, but I didn’t need to bother; he couldn’t understand what I was saying. But he set about sorting me out carewise, bless him. He gave me a Penicillin capsule. Asked if I needed other medications. I asked for Codeine, the lad Phorpain-gelled my back, and left leg’s Cartilage, Arthur Itis, and the Fractured knee. The right leg still has the compression bandaging on, which stopped me from having a shower! 
NOSH MADE
started and gave me no rest at all.
Then returned and climbed into the bed, but there was no sleep. I tried for several hours, fruitlessly.
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Sorry, yet again, time beat me.
Nocturnal urine, Ejaz gave it a 5.
When I made up the waste bags into one, 
The Iceland delivery arrived, and the driver kindly threw the bag onto the kitchen floor for me.
Treats for Nurses, Carer, and me. Hehe!
No idea why I bought it, a mystery of Woodthorpe Court, with the hobgoblins, spectres, gnomai, phantasms, ghosts, the grotesque succubae, extraterrestrials, ectoplasms, & spirits. 
Ah, Inchies treats these are.
Got the items needed into the fridge.
I filled up the Carer & Nurses’ desk with the nibbles.
Then, I refreshed the [posh biscuit barrels with some shortcake & shortbread biscuits!
Well stocked up with catheter fillers.
Ode hue to this one of the front car park.
Getting late now. Lovely hue to this one.
The Catheter box arrived, and I put it on the bed. To sort out when Ejaz has time, we need to coordinate. He didn’t have time today.
Ten minutes later, the Sharrows parcel arrived.
Another cracking snap from the kitchen.
Tasty!
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dished out the punishment for my stupidity.
I recall taking this one after waking up late and feeling in a mood; seeing the fog, it seemed to fit in.
. Where I pondered over what to do, or try next. When I got back to the computer, a line above everything had appeared on Google. It was empty. I presumably thought the tags were being put on as part of the update. So I left it to see what would happen after an hour of creating words in Hippo. Nothing had happened.
This is what was cleaned. A little large amount for a 
And…
and…
At last, I can appreciate something,
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, by the end of the day, totalling
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the opportunity to join in the painful early morning pain-giving attacks! 
and swore a little. 
some Peptac and Phorpain gelled Cartilage Chloe and Arthur Itis’s knees.
I made a start on yesterday’s blog at long last. But not for long, and another summoning to the Porcelain Throne arrived and had to be responded to. 
I put some of the cream onto Little inchy, but had no desire to r
I’m not sure why I bought even more jars of Kung Po sauce… yes, I do now, it was on a special Offer. 
These cookies were on Special Price, as well.
I put some in a nibble jar, and the bacon-flavour crispy thingamajigs in another jar. They should be painlessly edible
Returned with even more gusto, and good cause. Why? A District Nurse arrived. I initially thought it was to change and replace the Catheter contraption. The pain I experienced when they replaced the tube in Little Inchy was bad enough, but with all the other ailments I had, I almost feared it. 
falling in love, and are an unwell old antique, what else is there that one can do? Hahaha!
The end of the car park, with the regular little red car on the no-parking lines, and two other vehicles were demonstrating their 
parking skills for us to admire.
As 
Made a cock-up, (I needn’t have mentioned that, I make them that often) and burnt the meal, which made the food harder, defeating my plans for having softer food to counter the effects of dear 
another error!