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Not good in the night bag!
Just as bad were my Moon photo takings…
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.
Blogging for an hour or so and ordering food for next Monday. 06:30>07:20hrs.
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?
Milk and Carers treats
The fridge was filled.
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.
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Sorry this is short, but I was so busy making mistakes and correcting things. Losing things and going off track, getting involved in many activities and tasks simultaneously. I forgot what and where I was with earlier self-made missions. They all sort of merged and melted away until something reminded me. Then, I’d tackle the unfinished job and lose what I was doing at that time again.Â
Tomorrow, I will start the three times daily (But only once for the first three days) 15-minute exercises again. Like I had after the stroke. But I’m doing them at home this time. I’m told to leave the bending and lifting ones off but double up on the joint ones, so I get 15 minutes’ worth done each time. I can decide when I find the leaflet, but I remember most of them pretty well – I recall the different pains each open left me in. Hahaha! Might get some stickers for the touch pads they had at the centre. Oh, I am brave, & a fibber!
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I only got three of them in 25 minutes!
Of course, I can blame my being
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The bits of skin constantly fall from my forehead onto the lenses of my nine-year-old spectacles.Â
I’m still doing daily searches to find the new glasses in the flat somewhere!
I was born with nothing…
And have most of it left!
Of luck, good fortune, I’m bereft,
Surviving was my only skill or craft,
And being willing and able to graft,
I bet St Peter will have a laugh!
Hehehe!
TTFNski, all and each!
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A cold balcony & misty morning!
A bit nippy when I opened the kitchen window!
Carer Chris, who brought my laundry back last night, arrived. Medications administered. Peptac & Paracetamol were taken this morning… that was because 
I started to put last night’s laundry away.
The dressing gowns were still damp. So I hung them on the air warmer.
After blogging for an hour or so, I took this kitchen photographicalisation.
Surprisingly, IU found the day pouch needed emptying, so I did. It looked as if the blood streaks had gone, but it was still a smidge red and had bubbles… large ones this time in it. 
there.
The second Carer took this photo of the once again filled-up catheter day pouch…
Rang out.
It was the Vitamin B12 tablets. A year’s supply!
The flipping pouch needed emptying again.
Another shot while the clouds were so perfect for picturing. I saw more things in this one.
I must phone the district nurses on Monday. To inform them of all the wee-weeing going on.
Getting late now. Another beautiful view was taken.
The sun goes down. Bootiful
Minutes later.
I think there was a fire somewhere later. I could hear a lot of klaxons and see red, blue and twos. 
I missed this one I took earlier at the end of the car park mudslide. 
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Decent colour in the nocturnal pouch!
Lighter this morning… No, it’s not, I got up late!
My right leg looked a little battered?
Waste bags sorted.
Got the new drinkie in the cupboard for the nurses and carers to pick from. Keeping a list of those given out this year. I missed someone out last year. Tsk!
Well, that was unexpected.
Lunchtime treat.
A repeat evacuation for the first time in months.
The being-done-up for six months home has a ladder moved. Mayhap the builders have returned?
Gotten Himmel, changed again.
I got the colly wobbles?
I tried a close-up shot.
Ahem!
Midnight bag sorting again.
03:00hrs: Good Heavens – Again!
Well-Done…
Who also own or have shares in many other Internet providers throughout the world:
A fine-looking feast was prepared.
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But the new spectacles are not up to scratch – Mind you, I have already scratched the lens on them. Cognitive Impairment Iris, the water geyser on the right leg has had to be bandaged… by me, what a mess I made of it. Little Inchie is giving nearly as much pain as Back-Pain-Brenda is! Plus, Concentration Konrad is along with all of these, making it hard work! Can’t hear very well either. Humph!
Such a bad day for me. Worst in a long time. 
Great colour in the nocturnal catheter night bag.
Off to the Porcelain Throne…
This procedure was repeated five or six times over the day. With the same result!
The toes remain in a two-tone shade.
Sorted the evening bags out.
He cheered me up a smidgeon. I took his photo as he was preparing to give me the Maxitrol Eye Drops. Note how he keeps the light bulb covered as he puts them in for me? 
Feeling a little perked up now, I took his Bloof Pressure etc. and put it in the NHS thingamajig. After the lad had gone, I inputted it, with excellent results coming back. Insisted he takes a drinkie & nibbles in thanks for his kindness.
slipped and I nearly went over, clouted my knuckles on the corner of the sink, and at the same time felt wet dripping on my right foot. My immediate thought was that the retaining clip on the catheter must have opened… Then it dawned on me, the 
was now on my left leg?
Oh, ‘ecky thump!.
Uncertain about how to go with applying the coverings, I pressed on and hoped for the best. (Hoped for the best? Me? Hehehe!)
I recognised now what the bits of white on the kitchen floor were; I think they were skin.
Dizzy Dennis & Back-Pain-Brenda visited me, due to my breaking my strict instructions for the Falls Lady Sarah. As KI had no choice but to bend down to reach the lesion. It felt okay, and I was sure the flow had stopped within minutes of putting on my Heath Robinson medications.
Then noticed a new bruise on my other leg. Due mayhap, to my banging it on the cabinet as I stopped myself tumbling?
The agony never stops for muggings here. By the time I’d cleaned up the kitchen floor and mess, I found myself apologising to Back-Pain-Brenda… as if that was going to stop her hurting? Tsk!.
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The first effort after waking proves the point.
Not a good colour this morning.
Again, I’m not sure of the reason for taking this one.
Ah, I remember this one. Yesterday Carer Chris brought the laundry back up for me, but it was almost wet still. He kindly took it down again and brought it back today – all good! I arranged it over the falling-to-pieces computer chair, and this helped to ease the sitting pains donated by poor old 
. Getting low on the Germoloid cream now. It was earlier in the year selling for £5.99, yesterday it was on sale at £6.99… and at a Special price! 
A Pareidolia’s Delight. Ghost creatures, animals’ claws and heads, a flying bat?
Not sure if the one above is, with the eyes being so bad, but it looked to me like a creature being born?
Bootiful!
A ghost attack?
So many things in this one!
At long last, I got a nosh made.
A dollop of the non-butter butter melted into the flesh.
Evening Sunset
A close-up.
Ah, I’m pretty good at bathing in the front room.
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night bag was removed from the Catheter contraption. Not a lot, but a decent colour. Naturally, the bending and pulling immediately inspired 
to offer forth her usual doses of pain-giving.
? Hello, I thought, who’s this so early? It was Carer Richard’s voice I heard. I had to finish u;p early cause I didn’t want to keep him waiting; he’s going home after his long shift when I’m sorted. I ran the razors over the top of my head, retrieving them from the back neck area…
THE BLOOD FLOWED… down onto my 
cheeks, face, into the earholes and then the protruding mould of my belly onto the floor!.
finally, a dressing gown. I left the mess to sort out later, I’ve got to go back to do the medicationalisationing yet. Dolloped much Brut aftershave to stop the bleeding nicks.
Back to the wet room. Olive oiled the ears, and Germolened the head; the bleeding had stopped. Germolened the grossly wobbly belly. Then I Phorpained the
knees. Cleaned the blood up from the varying surfaces. Then took an extra single painkiller, as 
activities. A smidgeon concerned about how this would go, with my not passing anything yesterday
think it was 07:40hrs. So my chronolgicalness was well out of sync. again.
Olibarchally inept Virgin Media owners, financial-gain at any cost merchants of money, Liberty-Global Struck again!
Got back on the net, and Carer Kara arrived. She did the deeds, had a laugh, and checked on the wounds on my head; bless her. ♥ She doctored the wounds on my head from the bloody shaving 
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I got back to the internet… I don’t think that Liberty-Global’s horrible $26 million-a-year salaried Oligarch, Mr Fries, is even aware of how pathetic Virgin has become! I’ll put it another way; He’s obviously not bothered in the slightest! He’ll be blithely unconcerned 
about customers, or the incompetency of any of the dozens of other internet companies that Liberty-Global have either bought out or got a share it, part-ownership. If anyone does leave Virgin, and many would love to, myself included – but the only other options, SS, Vodaphone, ‘3’, BT, GiffGaff etc., to go to, are controlled or partly so by dodgy data analytics manipulators Liberty-Global! Jealous? Me? Yep! Hehehe!
Oberstgrüppenfuhreress, Warden and Primo Ballerina, Deana, and
Yet again!
This wonderful cloud formation soon gave way to misty high clouds – and you know what that tells you! Well, I hope you do and can tell me, please. Haha!
The mudslide was considerably less today.
The eyesight is getting worse again. It does that in the late afternoons, getting worse as the night arrives
I’m back, tomorrow morning, well, afternoon. (It was a busy, busy morning). I took a photo of the end car park; the mudslide well reduced now, even though the rain was falling
I’m not sure if I intended to take this photograph, or if it was another accidental exposure. I’m known for my accidental exposures, you know. 
I got the meal served up. Roasted mini potato chunks, tomatoes, pretend bacon, and the rather misleading – but then again, I am misled easier nowadays as I prepare for the man with the 
scythe.
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Before he left, he saw me looking at the Sunsetting and cursing that I could not get up to take photos of it. He kindly grabbed the camera and took these shots 
for me and the blog. I thanked home,
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Not the worst of days, by a long chalk,
05:25hrs: The awakening: As I waited for the brain to kick-start, I fumbled about painfully; bending does me no good nowadays, attempting to get the night pouch off of 
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was off to the 
empty? So, I used the buckets of water I’d left handy, filled it, and flushed it. Then I had to fetch buckets of water to refill it, and then even more in readiness for the next visit. 
I made the one mug of tea now allowed, and a text message came in. It was from Asda, and my delivery is on its way; We’ve had to make changes… one day; if I live long enough, and the country doesn’t go bankrupt, or a revolution takes place, I hope to get a delivery with nothing missing from Asda. Or Iceland, or Morrisons even.
I washed the containers and refilled them with biscuits and marshmallows.
cause the food arrived.
keeps me informed. ♥ But she still won’t adopt me as a grandfather. Hehehe! 
them were on offer again; they had gone up to £2.25 but were on sale at £1.59. 
Opened a can of peas, and had to take the welt growths off of the small potatoes, and put them in the slow cooker.
Busy here!
wetroom, and then had a go at the kitchenette
I dished the cold mug of tea and made another one. Very nice too
By the belated time that I got onto the computer for the blog, within an hour oligarch Herr Fries, Liberty-Global Virgin Media had been down four times!
The urine began to flow proliferously. The fullest that this bag has ever been, and the best, healthiest-bladder rating too on the NHS grading card! Well pleased with this!
The landline flashed and came to life. It was the EENT department from the Queens Medical Centre. The lady explained that the agreed decision taken yesterday to post the new eye drops to me had been cancelled. The Doctor thought the need to use them urgently, and they are sending them by NHS transport to the flat. That’s kind!
, 
. Then when I started sneezing and wheezing, the darned ankle ulcers and legs started jetting water out! For a few moments, the right ankle ulcer was bleeding, but that turned to water.
To say how much blood then, water escaped. They both stopped and dried up within a couple of minutes. What the heck was that for and ab
I did think the right ulcer was going to set off again half an hour later. I grabbed a tissue, and just this drop of liquid came out and no more?
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are ever-present too. There are others, of course! 
etc.
Took this shot from the kitchenette window when the evening Carer called
Blow me, 10 minutes later Carer Richard arrived. He’s bought the laundry up for me as well.
As I was getting the meal ready. Gone 02:49 hours now!
was back online, and caught up as far as the item above. Saved things, then turned it all off.
And very nice it was too!
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Not a lot (As Paul Daniels used to say), of urine in the there. And it was a bit too dark-coloured, compared to the usual morning shade. A lot of itching from the area where 
tube was inserted. I had to resist scratching things. 
Not easy, and I weakened to the urge, and things started bleeding a smidge. Not that it bothered me at all. 
developed, off to the wet room.
I think that both 
and 
must have been in the midst of a battle for superiority this morning?
I put some of the new Terbinafine creamed under each red armpit. 
To the kitchen to make the first brew of tea.
arrived as I was washing the pots from last night. I was a little disoriented for some reason. Likely the concern of visiting the 
and doing three things at the same time, then having to concentrate on the medications. 
to be changed today, and set about doing so. He did a good job, too; thanks, mate.
Back to the blogging, but most of what happened after I stopped doing it last night, had gone off into the ether. As did several of the photos I took, the meal, a view and ingrowing toenail were all pictured… I’m sure they were, but not on the SD card again! It has to be doing something wrong.
brought the laundry back for me.
started. Going to be a hard job this morning, with having to get dressed. Getting the PPs, and trousers on, is painful & dangerous work. Hehe! 
arrived, a stiff knocking on the wet room door informed me. Hehe!
lift. And got down with the thee-wheeled-walker to the main lobby. The driver was just arriving, bless him. I could have taken some photos with Kodak en route… but forgot all about having it in my pocket till I got home… (Spit!) I paid up my debts first thing.
The nurse woke me up, and for some unknown reason to me, en route, I walked into an office, thinking that was where we were going?
, fell down on my ankle… and: 
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had suddenly filled up – she stood guard again for me.
Got in the flat, and the trousers off as soon as I could – Oh, the relief!
arrived. Put some Phorpain Gel on my back for me, and medications were given. Little natter and laugh.
Stopped to get the nosh done. Having the herb potatoes tonight.
… Oh, No! Nor did… a possible I.D. for the new gal… any suggestions would be appreciated… M.C.I. – Miranda Charlotte Irene? No, too long… Ah, what about MIChaela? or Mind-Mugging-Micheala-?