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Another ‘in and out of it’ day.
However, far fewer ‘Out-of-its’ than ‘Almost with it’ moments.
Genuine ‘With-It’ events you can count on one hand.
I still managed to get so far behind with everything.
Make multiple errors & mistakes.
Not a bad day, really, for me!
No, that might be stretching the point!
Sorry about the delightful moments of my Pareidoliaing.
I found a feast of figures in the clouds at various
times during the day & night. ..
A weakness of mine, as you know!
Up at 04:30hrs; Throne and ablutions were tended to.
Care Richard arrived. Nice to see him. He got the prescription medications issued and evaluated. Managed a mini-natter.
Healthier-looking pins today?
Only three visits to the challenging 
today.
was not so bothersome, but… the
were back again. Humph!
No work was done on my unknown neighbour’s house today.
Fair enough; it is Bank Holiday!
Got some fresh veg cooking, and am going to add them to a can of cheap vegetable soup. My designs were to have this at around 13:00hrs. But as per, they didn’t work out. I got the meal at 22.45hrs.
Better late than never!
A few Pareidoliaing moments were enjoyed, as the sky with its fast-moving clouds turned a smidgen blur… Two eyes, or marbles at the bottom of the first effort, above.
Higher in the sky shot. An explosion taking place?
A Pareidoliaing success here. (Above)
It looked to me as if a keyhole had been cut through the clouds as if they were made of snow? I can see a head in there, as well.
The fresh and canned vegetables were merged in the saucepan and flavoured a little… Then got forgotten about for a good few hours!
Later on, the skies began to lose their blue tinge a little.
I can see two whales kissing each other?
And a swan taking to flight?
Ten minutes later, the sun started to descend.
Looks like a Red-Dwarf craft in there?.
Would you believe it – 
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, barely believable…
Late afternoon.
Down comes the sun.
Pareidoliaing: I see an animal’s head
with its jaws open in the clouds? Mayhap
chasing the small clouds on the right?.
A mane on the animal’s head?.
Back onto the computer…
Would you believe it – , , , barely believable…
The handsome-looking mirrors & Smoke boss Man Fries, paid with Liberty-Global’s $ 24 billion to buy Virgin Media, doesn’t seem to be interested in this constant failure? Yet manages to afford flashy untrue, advertisements on the TV, of how great, and reliable… (Sorry, I had to stop for a laugh there!) Virgin Media is.
Mind you, my experiences with BT a few years ago, were almost as bad as Liberty-Global-Virgin Media.
I was taking out the potatoes from the oven to add to the soup.
I thought about other people with neurotic problems, and wondered how they coped when the shakes, shudders or topples happen?
At least with my having this 
as one of my ailments, there are times, like this incident, when 
can be a semi-blessing. As I tore the finger from the oven door, there was no pain whatsoever. Of course, as ‘s habit, when the nerve ends finally get the message to the brain to tell it that It’s in pain… it could be seconds or hours later, the belated agony can catch you out.
Come think of it, it did today. I was washing out a spring water bottle, when the message got through to my brain, and dropped the flipping thing. Hey-Ho!
The sunset, such as it was, was not photographed very well…
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A wide shot first.
Couldn’t get it right, as it looked to me.
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A close-up shot.
Couldn’t get it right, as it looked to me.
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After the sun had descended.
I got it betterer, as it looked to me.
The Meal Was Served
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Not a very pretty-looking meal at all!
But, it went down nicely!
I’m going to try another like this tomorrow.
The Carer called as I was scoffing at it.
I soon finished it off. Taste-Rating: 8.3/10!
Medications taken. A little chin-wag was enjoyed
The gal is off to Skeggie with her boyfriend tomorrow.
Hope she enjoys it.
Then, although so late, I decided to make a start on this blog.
Else it’s going to take too long in the morning if I don’t make a start.
This was the case; when I opened the Internet…
Would you believe it – , , , barely believable…
AGAIN! 
Their Trustpilot Rating is no surprise!
This made me check on BT…
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Blimey, an alternative load of crap!
Things could be worse I may have caught pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis!
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prevented me from moving for a while. I grabbed the Pain Gel tube, and somehow managed to get up on my feet without tripping over the 
tubing, and lathered on where I could reach o the back, then took an extra Codeine Phosphate painkiller. It didn’t do much good.
Struggled to get the thick slippers on.
Emptied the night bag, wrapped it and binned it in the appropriate bag.
More followed! Tsk!
While the Internet was down, I tried to read the letter from Nuthall Hospital. But it was hard work with the spyglass. I asked a Carer to assist to make sure I got the time & date right. Put it on the calendar.
While waiting for the Liberty-Global owned, Virgin Media to start again, I realised that it must be the demand on the system my Royalists wanted to see the Coronation? Or would that be right? Would it affect things? 
I titivated the Carers stable a bit – and sod-it, 
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were joined by 
all increased their agonies inflicted on me. I know full well that I should not take Ipobrufen, but the Paracetamols are not doing anything to ease the pain at all, so I took one. 
He informed me that they had been given the wrong area code, which is why the parcel was not delivered yesterday. I confirmed it with him. It will be arriving later today. After ringing off, I wondered how the food had been stored, cause there are some fresh foods ordered? Later a driver called me, couldn’t understand much of what he was saying, but gathered he needed instructions t
Set about sorting it out.
Got it opened and the things sorted…
This should see me through without an order next week.
Goulash etc., fit for a king!
There had been ice packs in the box. But with them coming a day late, they were now just bags of water. Got some meat for Sister Jane as a treat.
We couldn’t work out what cloth it was. 
ten minutes of the performance. But found it a little sad in a way.
Potatoes, vegetable loaf and the swede & carrots.
Vegan ice-cream.
Just after midday, I think!
Front car park.
Pareidoliaist-time here. Can you see anything?
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Morning view.
Close-up of home extensionings. Coming on well?
The bottomfield, is getting greener!
Ablutionisationings!
The dreaded water carriers!
Ablutionings done!
Spuds in the crock-pot.
First catheter pouch emptying after the nurses had left.
The second shot of the home extensionings was taken because I’d forgot I took the first one. Looks like some more work has been done?
Went dark in the afternoon.
I see so many things in these later clouds!
Bootiful!
Wider shot.
A wider shot reveals so much!
Later, looks like are waves approaching?
Sun gets through as she gets lower.
Took a zoomed-in shot…
Farewell…
All gone!
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Good, Morning!
Food Delivery. I’d just finished refilling the W.C. water tank for the second time this morning and 
Morrison’s had some fresh veg in stock!
Porridge, beetroot, milk, Shloer and treats for the callers and nurses.
and 
Got two of the Desiree red potatoes in the crock pot.
Took these shots of the sky and clouds, and I did a spot of jolt decent ‘Peaceful-Pareidoliaing’ for a while.
Plenty in these two for any pareidoliain to enjoy.
Hours of blog work later, I sliced the boiled potatoes and got them into the oven to crisp and toughen up to go in the soup.
Got the ready-cut vegetable in the saucepan.
Added some more seasoning to taste.
Got the baked potatoes added, served up and feasted! I’d left some in the pan to warm up tomorrow… it seemed a good idea…
What a mess! I did my bestest to salvage the saucepan…
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agony that followed it.
I had a 
, and cringed, whinged and moaned a little to myself.
The wee-wee in the night bag was a very good colour, although there was not an awful lot of it? 
A sudden, urgent and unstoppable evacuation began of its own accord – no warning this time. I barely made it in time, had I not been in the kitchen, I would a phoo’d myself; that’s how close it was. Huh! 
was back in charge of the evacuations
Got the computer on, and the first Carer called. A little natter after she’d serviced me. Back to the blogging for yesterday that had not been done yet. It’s gonna be a long day again! 
I got a call from the Haematology nurse, Kristina. She is going to call on me Monday, twixt 9-10am. Lovely to hear from her. First time in about nine weeks now. ♥
done. 
A better taste this time. (It’s about time too!) Not been very successful with
was patient and sorted the medications out. I told him that the INR DVT Warfarin nurse had called and is coming to take a blood sample on Monday. He seemed pleased for me, knowing as he did that no one had been for eight-weeks now. He shot off so that I could eat the meal, bless him.
kicked-off! After a while, I gave up, got up and was glad I did, for the 
Warm colours.
Grand!
visited. They seemed to be having a discussion and not including me this time? The oddest thing, feeling, sensation that I’ve had in a long time. 
was still resistant.
, and seeing that it was 02:00hrs.
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Emptied the pouch.
Ablutionalisationings were done and onto the computer.
No wonder I was struggling on the computer.
After she pointed it out to me that it wasn’t a tank or smashed car accident, but the trees and shadows, I did feel a clot! Eventually, with the aid of the magnifying glass, I saw what she described.
I think I was putting the loose lens cap back on the camera.
Mid-afternoon, I dragged myself away from the cock-up I’d made on CorelDraw yesterday and had to replace the missing dockers and icons.
Just before the tea, Carer called; I took these two shots of the blinding sun straight at me. I had to close my right eye so couldn’t see what they looked like. The sun’s strong light was reflecting on everything shiny out there.
While pottering with cooking and salvaging some mushrooms for half an hour, I took these pictures about five minutes from the one before.
Well, alright, I lied! But I was still so tired, but on the bright side, 
had replaced her. Oh… and I kid you, not here… my 
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I enjoyed that. It may not have been a gourmet meal, haute, or nouvelle cuisine, but it satisfied my proletariat level of epicureanism.
and 
, The damnable 
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, was reaching an 8 on the pain scale meter. Lugging the bowls of water from the kitchen to refill the non-working WC tank three times each flush… well, it’s some exercise, innit?
Pottered about making up and sorting the waste bags for collection. And the morning Carer arrived. I took the tablets,
was here, the Asda order arrived.
Shaquille helped to carry them through the kitchenette with me.
And tons of canned peas and various other vegetables.
Around 13:00hrs, I heard the mobile tone ringing.
Then realised I’d left the hot water tap running.
There are depressions and depressions of differing characteristics – I nearly went into each one!
And had a few minutes of pareidolia joy.
I prepared and dined on the vegetable (it-came-out-horrible) soup, with rolls and a mistaken thought it would be delicious plain yoghourt with a pot of orange jelly in it. The Carer arrived as I was tucking into it – no, that’s not the right word; tucking in suggests that someone was enjoying something. 
And yet, I ate it all? 
. Even the jelly & yoghourt was tasteless. The Carer gave me a Covid Test yesterday, and it was clear. Taste rating: 2.5/10!
I had to get up to empty the day pouch of its contents and wash & disinfect the container.
containing, virus-breeding, acne-giving, rickety, none-working recliner. I nodded off quickly for around about ten minutes. But the damned rotten 
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, that evacuation was over about five seconds after I’d sat down. But the sense of another one was 
on the way, made me stay where I was and had a go at the crossword book. While doing this, and rather successful for once, blood from Little Inchie was felt running down my leg. So I abandoned the crossword and cleaned it up; there was only a spot or two left to come, then back to the puzzling. 
, I found I’d put the oven on a low light? Wish someone had told me. Hehehe!
ever-present since. The painkillers were week used today! 
and 
The afternoon brought storm-threatening darkness. 
, then the 
I made an error… (What am I saying? I’m always making errors)… with the daily meal. But it didn’t matter as it happens. I overcooked the vegan burgers, uneatable! But, me having the Natorra black tomatoes on the plate; They taste like meat to me? Lovely!
The ready-sliced potatoes (I thought after yesterday’s [photo on the left] Accifauxpas while slicing fresh potatoes were a good idea) Were very nice and crispy. Even the pickled beetroots were nice and well cooked, soft and kind to what few teggies I have left. I shan’t get any more of those burgers
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leg slipped off of the chair, and that woke me up, so I knew I was still here when the pain and shock woke me out of my wallowing. But, putting getting back into the land of nod into a no-go area! Humph!
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in the right knee. Had anyone come in, they would have seen a limping, water-spilling old man concentrating so hard not to drop the bowl; I had had my tongue out!
My Sherlock Holmesian mind tweaked into action… (It does that sometimes, you know) Not often, I admit!
ruled the roost.
The Carer arrived. Medications sorted. Can’t recall what about now, but we had a little chin-wag.
working recliner. Aha! I think I remember a bit of the chin-wag I had/
type correctly and make so many mistakes?
The lemon curd mini jam rolls are Very nice looking) were three times the price of the Asda raspberry ones; however, they did have some sort of thickish flavouring on the outside of each roll. I’ll try one later on. Custard creams, vegan mini sausages and some Spanish strawberries, When I’d recovered from getting them into the kitchen and put them away, I took a punnet of strawberries and a can of gin for Josie to have.
Then got my nosh started. Ate it; taste: 6/10. And nodded off, leaving the tray on the ottoman. Into a deep dream-filled sleep. Aha, off in the land of nod.
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Still, it didn’t affect my distinguished looks. Hehehe! 
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or by the double-glazed head-butting wound on my forehead. However… conversely, 
arrived. I was so pleased to see him at last. But I was so tired I could not communicate properly. He told me to ring Matron about the leaking papules. Can’t recall much more; I think I kept nodding off while he was talking. Not being rude; just worn out through lack of sleep. I think he said as he left he’ll see me next Monday? A look at the roster later backed this up. Shame, only once a week.
was trying Otto stop me from talking, doing a reasonable job too: That the Carer, who was just out of the hospital with a similar problem, advised me to. I didn’t impress her!
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A few lonely little clouds…
Flavour Rating: 802/10!
Oh, there was one other break in my sleep I’d forgotten about. I jouncingly, joltingly, and jarringly woke up, positive that someone had come into the flat. Not sure if it was a noise or part of a dream I’d been having, but I was certain someone was in the hallway…
testing, nauseatingly beige coloured, non-working, uncomfortable recliner… if there had been anyone coming in, they would have been about ten-minutes older by the time I got to the hallway.