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I’m not very well today. I started fair enough, but the news about the little girl put me on a low.
Say no more.
Not good at all!
Oddly, some liquid splashed into the water, but it was not blood. Then the tank would not refill… well it did, but it took an hour over it.
Carer Helen arrived. Med’s sorted, then, she got the socks on for me. All done.
Blogging, but half-heartedly. Feeling a bit low, what with the snippet.
Carer Helen arrived. Picked up the least of the DVDs. Took nibbles and a drink.
Blogging.
Carer Joanne. No, it was Carer Kimberly, well, I’m not sure, meds, drinkie & nibbles.
Blogging.
Carer Alison arrived. Medications, nibbles, treats.
Blogging.
I must have had a mind blank or seizure. How has it already gone 16:00hrs?
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Kitchen view.
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Another later view, two houses being done-up now. The grass is looking fresh.
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tipped the bowl over! Thus had to clean the place up again for the third time! I took the bag of rubbish and put it in the waste chute. 
clouting of my head on the power box today.
arrived. We spent a few minutes setting the world to rights. She seemed to have a sore throat. I hope she is not getting the dreaded lurgy. 
Onwards to the photos.
The wet room farce was over. It looked good after three hours of mayhem and cleaning it up again… and again, and finally, once again this morning.
This is the first 
picture of the view from the kitchenette that I took.
The day pouch was filling up swiftly today. 
My first mug of Glengettie tea of the day. 
The postman dropped my Anticoagulation results DVT, INR, and through the letter box. An increase in dosages. It’s a smidge low.
The most amazing cloud formation this evening.
The second mug of Glengettie was enjoyed while I was blogging away merrily. The authenticity of the last bit is dubious.
Better get the nosh prepared… it’s nearly midnight. 
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I could hardly believe the dark colour of the Catheter night pouch contents—I was in shock, really. I took another shot of it when emptying the night bag. 
wash and visit to the. There was another change in styles: from two days of 
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was ruling things. Mega-smelly, almost watery, it squirted out more than flowed! It took me ages to get the place, and my body cleaned up! Tsk
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may need putting back on again, if things get any worse and the lesions burst open. Won’t please the Carers.
The Asda driver rang me on the mobile phone with a connection as normal, but it was so bad that he might as well have been talking to me in Outer Mongolian, for all I understood. I assumed he could not gain access and told him I’d come down to him straight away. Big Mistake!
and left the flat to find that both of the lifts were out-of-action! 
. I really must have been mad, to think I could get down all that way and then back up again. However, 
thought I could. I couldn’t, of course.
was bleeding.
arrived. 
deserves recognition.
Then, I set about sorting out the Asda Delivery. This is going to be a long job. There is much stuff to sort out and store away. I made a start…
cordials were put on the floor next to the Water Alarm Sounder thingamabob on the floor. Something else to trip over.
Shloer drinkies for treats and thankyous for the Caregivers and nurses who tend to me. Soda water and spring water for the daily Catheter filling routines. A bottle of Mushroom sauce and Tomato Ketchup with 
pickle. Lastly, sterilised milk.
Some favourites in this one! Brown sliced baguettes! Ready meals, Cumberland Pie, Minced beef hotpot. Texas beef chunks, an all-day breakfast, and a newly 
discovered gem. mini caramelised sausages!
Curry & Barbeque baked beans, mushrooms, sugarless biscuits, batteries AA & AAA. Treats drinkie, and some ready-made coffees for the Carers who like them.
with seconds to spare, got it emptied just in time!
The mist had been around all day once it had fallen
Slurp, gobble!
Spent some time on the crossword puzzle.
left me alone. But… the 
that is 
dying off, or maybe it’s the cunning 
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An eerie, misty morning. I like it!
Ablutions and medicating tackled.
Protection Pants on. A bit of a farce… However, I did eventually get them on, but a slight tearing of the pants was overcome by my ingenious (well?) plan to use the Catheter tape to hold them together.
I decided to make the second brew of the day; the first went cold again. I filled and sealed the waste bag.
paid me a visit. Naturally, this was of no bother to a man of my calibre and resistance to pain; I laughed the matter off. Ahem!
I took this photo as I went to the kitchen to make some nosh. Carer Chris arrived, looking in a rush. Well, it was his last call before his going home time. Hehe!
The meal consisted of a four-bean stew with added mini sausages and baguettes. A lemon yoghourt, too!
I emptied the day bag and was ready to attach the nocturnal pouch. Getting so tired now!
Even I did – Easy-Peazy for once!
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Terribly up-and-down day today. Alternating seemingly every five-minutes to me, looking back.
The Catheter Katie night pouch did not have much in it, and it was far too dark.
Removed it from the day bag. This new style, which I believe is a woman’s version, has a really thick, long tubing. The release valve at the bottom is touching my slippers; it’s that long! When it fills, the weight drops it down even further, making reaching it to release the valve to be emptied, is difficult and painful.
Morning view ahead.
The misty sky.
arrived. On a financial help call. Sorted the letters that had arrived. Then handled ordering the Parsley Box order for me.
A nearly full front car park this afternoon. 
called. She had a giggle at my revelations and jokes. Did me a lot of good that did! 
Kimberly found my jokes funny! Grrreat!
I painfully bent down to get to the release valve, which with the weight of urine, was now on the floor! And noticed afterwards the state of the top of the leg, where the extra-thick (No, I’m not talking about me, Hehe!) and long tube had worn a shape into the leg.
I wiped off the trickles of blood and took this picture of it. I’m hoping Kara can call the District Nurses, or wherever she calls it, to ask them if there is any chance they can swap back to the old shorter ones.
Easy-peasy one today… even I spotted the mistake. Albeit, it took me longer than the 4 seconds.
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Wobble and a double moon.
Another bad un…
Nearly missed it altogether…
Aha, Gorrit!
Later shot from the kitchen.
tended to me. Got diabetic socks on my feet and Phorpain Gel, which medicated me.
Gotten Himmel! That suddenly filled up!
Carried them into the kitchen
No potatoes! But hot dog rolls and baguettes last a week if I use the freezer. Drink treats for the nurses & carers. There are low-cal sausages and some franks in there, too. Wholemeal cob hot dogs?
The freezer is full, too!
Even darker wee-wee now.
Carer Chris saw how long and so low down the new Catheter day pouch was. He tried to shorten the thick, wide tubing, but it was glued on, so there was no go. We both think this was a female bag. I’m in great pain as I now have to bend down as low as my ankle to get to the release valve for emptying, which is not suitable. I’ll ask Kara if she can see if these are ladies’ bags tomorrow.
Massive tubing!
The release valve is far too low down.
Lovely view.
Late night shot. Not too bad for me.
Made hot dogs and had them with tomatoes and mushrooms with a splash of low-calorie tomato sauce in each sliced roll. The chips are processed out of a packet cold, which the Nurse tells me are low in carbs and calories, and I’m allowed to eat.
I only got three of them in 25 minutes!
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A tinge of brown in the first-morning snap of the view from the kitchenette?
Thus, I evacuated the splashy sludge.
The brown clouds had lessened.
I did the waste bags and then made up the day’s spring water bottles.
Getting lighter now.
Frost was on the ground, but that soon cleared up, especially on the bottom field, decorated with footfall-made paths.
Despite my guzzling away at the water, the flow from bladder to pouch was far less today.
Late afternoon.
Bye-bye, sunshot.
Veg soup, nosh. Had just two thin rounds of bread, and some potatoes were in with the beans.
I did… but not in the time allotted.
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I chose to float and did so. Landed back on the carpet and could hear Acker Bilk singing ‘Buona Sera, Señorita, Buona Sera’. Angels descended all around me, miniature-sized; my beloved lost cat Cyril was lying on the recliner, purring heavily; I could hear him clearly. I made my way to fuss him… And then I woke up!
Chimed, and into the room entered Carer 
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food delivery arriving, Ocado this time. I can’t even remember making one with them. I need help with this problem.
Back to sort the food. Surimi sticks, fruit in pots, brown sauce, lemon desserts, lavender Dettol, lemon mousse, black bean 
sauce and a can of ratatouille. I’ll try that tonight and see how it goes. Well, that’s the plan anyway.
Chunky vegetable soup, Lloyd tomato-type sauce with Mediterranean vegetables.
The two brown Italian tomatoes. came as three for a ridiculous price. But Ocado decided to send the pack with one of the ready-crushed semi-mashed and all runny. These brown tomatoes taste almost like meat; those I’ve had in the past have, anyway. 
Carer Sam called. And Chris returned the laundry bag – Yee-Haa! It may have taken me a few days to get someone to take it, but it came back this week. That’s a positive improvement.
I got a landline call from the QMC Deep Vein Thrombosis & Anticoagulation teams Angel Nurse, Hristina. She will be calling on Monday for the next blood-taking test. ♥
I got the ratatouille in the saucepan and added some canned garden peas. I could not resist trying some as I put them in the pan. With the Lloyds sauce, Tomato with Mediterranean vegetables. I think I’m going to enjoy this one!
for me to take a decent couple of sky-cloud shots as the sun began to dip. As I looked at the camera screen on Kodak 
Tim, I was chuffed with these, and after washing some utensils, I took a few more, which were a little darker than a few minutes earlier.
I pressed on with finalising Thursday’s blog. Then…
I caught a hold of the door when 
sent me all a-wobbling as I tried to keep upright. Of course, that didn’t help, as the door was open. I hit the deck first, followed by
. I was thinking how much this hurt, and at, of all times… it chose this moment to go into action… Who was it? A 
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and bled instantly! 
Cleaning up, changing the Depends, and the medicationalsationings took me hours! 
taken. I Phorpain gelled the Cartilages.
The sunset view cheered me up a smidge, though, all the same. I took a wide shot first, then a zoomed-in shot.
hours; There were no photos or notes to refer to until I found this evening shot. Not a good one, by the way.
Undoubtedly, it looked good, so I saw how it tasted. For once, no phone went, no carer called, and I ate nearly all of it with great relish and satisfaction! 
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nocturnal bag and the 
tube connected to Little Inchy; both for leaks and signs of bleeding. He found both! The release valve was dribbling bits of urine out. He pushed it over as hard as he could and was surprised when the leak stopped. As he moved his legs, agony! 
has caused a bit of bleeding, and the tug had moved, making him jump a bit. Why am I writing this second-person style? I blame 
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I rose, still half-asleep despite my rude awakening, and went to get the kettle on in the kitchen. Which seemed a logical idea as that 
was where the kettle was. I thought I might have seen Venus in the first shot of the sky. I took another one to try and catch it again, but it came out a little wobbly… which is what I became at that 
very point, shaky!
As I continued unalarmed, I noticed the brushing on the lower arms. Had I been noctambulating again in my sleep? 
mark on the knuckle that, to my eyes, was exactly like a picture of a dog’s face. The photo does not show it; I didn’t do a good job of this photo either. Tsk!
. Clouting my other knee on the trolley, I grabbed it to steady myself and threw in a 
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The morning evacuation demanded my attention, and at first, I thought I was going to have the right job here. Blood ran at a fair pace, well trickling, from the 
wounds down the lower legs. Blood from poor little Inchie’s Fungal Lesion filling the Protection Pants up, and I’ll be sat there pushing for all I’m worth battling with 
I was, after three days of only getting two shaving cuts… back in form! Six! The toothbrush snapped in half! 
Washed the legs, and got some medications applied, too, & then 
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I moved the alert wristbands to the right arm to avoid the scratches and bruises on the left one.
. Now, twelve hours later, as I write this masterpiece of a blog (Hahaha!), I still can’t recall what it was! 
arrived as I was just about to start the computer.
strappings on. 
From well, I’m not sure… erm,,, I think it must have been five hours I was out of it – yet had opened a can of soup and put it in the saucepan ready for later, the pan had been heated, so how come I have no 
recollection of this happening? 
reminder notepad. 
has just arrived for the last check call.
I took this to ensure the soup was not left on the heat.
Then I noticed the notepad.
Minutes later, the sky seemed to brighten up? 
Little Inchie, I think I may have clumped to the floor.
, I’ve got, innit.
It seems to me that every week, some animal is freed from a life sentence for murder and commits another killing! This scumball Bierton has now achieved three murders of elderly women, two while released from prison with the blessings of the overpaid, incompetent members of our HMG Parole Board, killers!
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It did look like that. Can you see it? Or is it just me and 
The contents were much lighter this morning.
Not that I’m likely to find myself in such a position again. I’m waffling, aren’t I? Sorry. I grabbed hold of
I was pretty pleased with my first close-up effort.
I tried again, a little more zoomed in.
erupted. Haha!
was enjoyed…but not for long.
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ever bled so much before overnight. NO! The blood had dried rock solid on my hair and skin! Naturally, the removal of the pants caused it to start bleeding afresh! More mess to clean up and another battle to stop it bleeding!
That was nice for a change.
Oh, dearie, me…
I was putting away the shaving tackle, I dropped a razor, & automatically grabbed it before it hit the deck.
So, the medicationalisationing started again. 
I returned to the wet room to check I’d not left the water running; all was safe.
The itching started again on the legs.
I asked him if he would put some of the cream for the Acne on my legs. He did so, and then he got the diabetic socks and legging straps.
Afternoon Shot.
Evening Shot.
Night shot to the right
Night shot ahead.
removed.
The papule lesions were creamed by Chris.
