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The day started very well today, no argument.
Which would later turn annoyingly abdicant,
Then it lost its amicability, no longer accordant,
The phone chirped, & starting my addlement,
A Doctor rang, the clarity went into fragmentation
He babbled on about ailments, abstinent…
Heart failure, seizures, changing my medications,
We lost the signal often, as he changed subjects,
I tried to keep calm and be acquiescent,
I was soon left feeling frustrated, ambivalent,
But the line repeatedly failed, went absent,
Facts and figures were forced to be abscondent,
It was impossible to be attentive or vigilant,
The whole conversation was claudicant,
And so often the connection went absent…
Twelve times the line went conticent,
I lost track of his words; they were incoherent,
What he spoke, said, was like a verbal circumfluent,
Now facts or instructions were ensuant…
Some things I heard will have to be considered,
Warfarin INR too low, doses to be attuned,
Heart failure, earlier meeting with Dr Hearn,
To go back to check the knee bones broken,
Stronger medication for cholesterol, Inclisiran,
A ton of other stuff that I’ve forgotten!
Carer Ejaz phoned the Dentist, got an appointment sorted
for Wednesday, and night Cathter bags were ordered,
Of the leaking leg, the District Nurses were informed,
A nurse will be calling, we were told & apprised,
Confusion Konrad was well exercised,
Ejaz alleviated my fears & I’m not concerned!,
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Medical activations today, Tuesday & Wednesday.
Nurses to tend to the worsening Lymphorrhea to be bandaged & medicated on Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday. Possible longer.
Then the same for the Catheter Contraption to be changed on Tuesday or Wednesday.
Emergency Dentist, Wednesday.
COVID-19 & Flu jabs, Tuesday or Wednesday.
Cardiac tests, Wednesday or Thursday.
Neuropathy confirmation awaited. Currently set for November 6th.
Optician time to be found and fitted in.
Diabetes team visit – scheduled for one day this week, and one next week. No dates yet.
Medication assessment, Gawd knows when.
Changes to be assessed. Atorvastatin is to be replaced with an injectable medication. Called, I believe, Inklisiron. All other medications currently being used are to be reassessed.
So, it’s a busy day today, and a few more are to come.
I may not be able to complete any blogs for a day or two… or three. Sorry.
Today was a struggle time-wise, with the nurse doing the legwork, planning the catheter replacement, and Carer Ejaz supporting me to cope with it all. He contacted the Dentist, tried to contact the Doctor, and the Audio centre for me, a good lad.
Just photos today, as I’m up to my neck in medical problems and will be for a while.
Morning view
Mystery morning photo?
Got on the computer eventually
Nocturnal pouch left on too long
Health Checks are both high.
Carer Ejaz busy today, helping me out
The call from the Doctors’ disaster cost me over an hour, with the line cutting out. I ended up more baffled than if they hadn’t called.
The bed was very welcome
TTFN
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I woke late and felt tired but not particularly down mentally. I decided to get the ablutionings done, which turned out to go like this: Very well. The Precelain Throne first. Constipation Conrad is back in charge again. ‘Fully’ in charge. It took a long time for the evacuation to start.
fractured knee I woke up with was hurting a fair bit, but it soon eased. 
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as a bit of fluid leaking, but nothing to fret about. 
At this point, I was doing well, considering, then as I got on the computer… Then the sudden attacks from the three ailments hit me all at once.
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showing off her stabbing pain-giving skills (on and off 
all day), and the worst of the three at that time, that was 
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later, with no pain relief attained, I took a Co-Codamol tablet I bought from Chemist’s 4U on the web.
leaking and sending electric shocks up the right leg as far as my groin. 
drinking enough liquid. I gave up on sleep. 
out there. I didn’t scar my legs on the Wheelchair footrests again, though. Hehe! Although I did manage to trap the same finger as yesterday in the sliding glass door. Tsk!
I missed this one off. I’m not sure when I took it, but it is, without a doubt, a photo of my once-beloved tree copse on the lower field, opposite the prison cells, or rather, opposite the block flats where I currently reside. Haha!
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; water on the brain?
I imagine I’m just going bonkers.
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which were leaking badly.
The moment I woke up this morning.
is back for a fourth visit. Now I see things differently, and that treasured ‘Sod them all’ sensation is back within me. But I am still so tired, so I shall just show the photos – the few that I’ve had any interest in taking, and those that Carer Ejas took in his effort to cheer me up. Bless him and his efforts. I await Ejaz’s last call. I feel so guilty for feeling how I did today.
Was leaking a smidgeon. Nothing applied, he’ll see how they are in the morning. He checked the taps and oven, and then he was off on his last call of the day.
These two were taken this morning by Carer Ejaz.
Blown if I remember what he said, but it made me laugh as he took a snap as I was putting back on a nightshirt after he had Barrier creamed where needed on his body-check. Bless him!
Later, I went onto the balcony to take this shot of the Citrus Walk end car park. Nice parking.
The rain started later on.
The wind was howling near lunchtime.
The rain eased of later on.
being
blessed me with an unexpected but very welcome appearance! At Last! And it did last for the rest of the night, after a disappointing, depressing, frustrating, mind-all-over-the-place day. Things were still sad, frustrating, mind-all-over-the-place, but with Horis’s amazing attachment of great ‘soddum-all’ attitude, they didn’t bother me much this time.
Followed by my twisting the fractured knee as I turned with the stick, and dropped the dam thing again! This time, I did fetch the Picker-Upperer.
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06:00hrs: Removed the nocturnal catheter pouch and made my way to the 
. I only just made it in time, as a comeback from Trotsky Terence all but caught me out. The mess went into the WC, thankfully not on me or the floor.
was leaking on the right leg, the fractures on the left knee were painful, and I had 
shooting up the right leg, this time from the toes!
I made a brew of Typhoo Extra Strong tea bags in the small mug. Then got the Health Checks done. The SYS was at a higher level; all the others seemed okay. Put the gear back on the Carer’s table, and Carer Ejaz arrived. He soon got on with the medications. Medications first. Giving me just one of the Senna tablets. Then Ejaz foamed my suffering with 
limited saneness of mind, with my right leg leaking fluid yet again, & the fractured knee in pain.
my cell… I mean flat.
🤞🏻TTFN, EACH!🤞🏻
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I may be bleeding and painfully limping,
He noted that the foot and ankle were looking better and took this snap on the left. On his last call of the day, we found that the leg’s Lymphoedema was leaking again. If it is in the morning, he’ll inform the district nurses. Not that either of us thinks that it will do us any good. We must try. 
I’ven’t got up so late in many a month. 07:15hrs. I was doing the ablutions and on the Throne when Ejaz arrived to sort me out. Glad to report that Constipation Konrad has lost some of his grip on the evacuations; still needed input to get moving, but once it started, it was easy-peasy.
Ejaz sorts the prescription medications drawer.
Made a brew in the little mug.
Last leg check. Looking less marked now.
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misery of losing Nurse Christina, with her charm, compassion, wit, and caring nature. Hristina is sadly missed already.
Carer Ejaz, on his last call, pointed out that the left foot, in particular, had swollen, and I was experiencing pain under 
the middle right toe again. The left toes had sort of warped. The foot top & ankle had blown up and were a smidge tender. He said if they were the same in the morning, he’d call the Community nursing number and inform them of the situation. Bless him. 
Not much to report today, sorry. Most of it is just me moaning to myself about seizures, Ann Gyna, mistakes made, etc. 
End car park.
Food repetition & cock-up
Marmite roast potatoes, cheesy bread rolls spread with Marmite, and Solokow Polish sausages. Eaten with a bag of Marmite crisps! Lovely!
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I took a snap of the end car park and the front car parks from the balcony.
not a good one. For the front one, I opened a window to take it. Trapped my finger closing the window mechanism.
Made a small mug of extra-strong Typhoo tea, and updated the clock calendar. The hearing aids are working again!
I pretended to tidy up the Carer’s desk with quite a few nibbles and medications scattered around. 
see me. Sadly, with confirmation that she will no longer be 
calling on me. Sob! Krudnuts! I could have cried. She’s called in to tell me this devastating news and give me two bottles of Krakus concentrated beetroot borscht. Bess her! The NHS have hired a private firm to take the blood now, and tomorrow will be their first call. A depression should have arrived then by rights and circumstances, but the kind thought of her coming to let me know herself, and with the wonderful gifts, it was weirdly only 
that appeared. Odd, that.
trying to sink me, but couldn’t. Although, of course, when the sad news dropped into my brain, DDDD took over.
As soon as I realised I’d made a muck-up when the Morrison food order for next Tuesday… arrived!
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25 minutes spent on the Porcelain Throne this morning. 
Ejaz graded the urine in the nocturnal pouch, then emptied it for me. He’s a good lad. I’d be lost without him calling. Ejaz then helped me with the BP checks, ensuring the Arithmaphobia had allowed me to write the correct numbers for each item in the Excel list.
I popped out on the balcony to take a snap of the end car park on Citrus Way, through the window. It didn’t come out well.
disinfectant for me to wash my tootsies in and departed on his way. 
use large kitchen towels to dry the feet on, using the picker-upperer to dry them off. 
I took a snap catching the shadows made as the sun rose from behind the flats. It reminded me of a castle casting its shadow. 
Then, to avoid making of bigger mess on the blog, I phoned Sister Jane. As I rang off, depressing Darius arrived and has stayed with me all day, up to now. 
I reluctantly got the computer booted to try and force myself of of this Depression Darius mood.
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I got the bread out to defrost and set about making a vegetable stew, of sorts… or something of that nature. Casserole? Soup?
Result!
Nice, all the same.
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She was aged when I bought her. She keeps stopping,
Carer Ejaz gets annoyed with me when I try to rush things or bend down to pick anything up that I’ve dropped on the floor; bless him, he has the best of intentions. He fears me ending up back in the hospital, knowing what a nightmare it was last time. Bless him. Tells me to leave them if the picker-upper cannot get them, and he will check on his next call if anything has been dropped in a dangerous place.
Ejaz foamed the left lower leg lesions and issued the prescription medications. Gave me some extra Laxido to counteract the recent 
issues.
to pick things up. He was right, of course, he usually is, bless him. 
Made a start of Saturday’s blog, at the same time making several stupid errors that cost me hours to correct. Then, the return of the seizures. 
annoying having to correct the errors I’d made in the seizure. 
I took a snap of the kitchen window view. I’m not sure what I did wrong, but this photo had a hue that was nothing like the one in the camera’s eye-viewer when I took it.
I recall taking these cloud shots from the balcony, where I went to picture the end car park, but got carried away with 
the beauty of these clouds in the blue sky. I saw so many shapes within them… as any other addicted to pareidolia, like me, would.
Country sausage (
. So, don’t fret if I’m unable to post a blog on Tuesday. As Arni said, “I’ll be back!” Hahaha! I might not even 
be going anywhere.