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I got this far in the blog… and went into the kitchen to put the kettle on… 
, without any of choice of walkers and sticks scattered all over the flat, and…
and a sudden 
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burst violently forth.
Because of the eye, I missed the counter that I had hoped to stop me falling… But, No! I was well off target!
I caught my eye on the corner of the surface counter.
I’ve not been right ever since – mind you, that’s not saying much, is it? Haha!
I try to add some photos later on. See how it goes.
The good part is I got back up on my own… It was nothing to a young, fit, athletic, action-man such as me. 
I’ve a constant pan in the eye now, so and going to pack up blogging; the eye strain is horrendous. My balance all to pot, and am on an involuntary mission to walk into anything handy at the moment, the depths of the £300, second-hand, musty, Haemorrhoid Harold Testing, cringingly-beige-coloured, crumb-covered, not-working, rickety recliner. I tried to take a photo of the bruised or whatever it’s called, causing it. Right hand. If it comes out I’ll try to get it in with the few I’ve already taken. Hello, treble vision then for a minute.
I’ll give 111 a ring in a bit, unless it clears up, the head and eye I mean. Made a mess of that making a brew!
Although not good to start with, the vision in the eye seems no worse; that’s a plus. As I say, not to fret about with a man of my calibre with great pain tolerance and a heroic stance against the ailment, who will not… 
No sooner had I typed the above, and 
and now 
have joined in the onslaught!
Big-Mouth-Me!
I’ll get Summat added if things go well later on.
Carer Richard arrived, and we did the eye patch off, eye-drops in, and then the patch back on routine.
TTFN.
Found this piccy taken first thing when I removed the night bag from 
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Took the one above later on, of the calamity
kitchen where the tumble was taken.
This was later when I found I could read one of the leaflets with bigger print now. Great! It said that after 48hrs from the procedure, I could remove the patch, but must wear it at night when sleeping. Huh, took me ages to get it back on as well – but seconds to remove it.
The back of the hand was looking calmer now.
The second Carer arrived, I was doing my best to be upbeat. She was, as was Richard, confused about them sending more Finistrada tablets. I’ll ring the quack later, or ask someone to do it for me… I still get the pain, and a sound like humming coming from the eyes and head? The Carer didn’t know about the eye drops, but it was easier for me not to have to remove and replace the patch and glasses. She did a good job for me. Rhamat is her name… I think? Yes! Came yesterday too.
Oh, I must mention that earlier in the day…
Well, fancy that!
These must have been from yesterday?
Sorry, I’ve got to go sit and rest again.
Poor little thing! Hehehe!
Morning:
Seems I got settled and ate several bags of Cheesy Curls, and drank 2 litres of Soda water. Judging by the overfilled waste bin. Had the night bag on, so someone came last night, but I was not in a very good state when they came?
TTFN.
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as I tried to dislodge my bulk from the c1966, charity-shop-bought, second-hand, wincingly grotty, beige coloured, not working, TV remote hiding, crumb-covered from the nocturnal nibblings, ancient itch-making, uncomfortable, virus breeding, easy-to-fall-out-of, recliner. I had a few, actually, to be right! I
… Then, 
missing at my lunge for 
, and clouted the back of the dodgy right hand, which I could have done without. 
The eyes, hand, 
, have given me much hassle today. So I got stuck into blogging just cause I love it and wanted some escape from the pressures of old age, ailments and my new-found-again self-pity moments. 
Dark urine again this morning.
It didn’t get much better.
The Carer took a shot of the eye while the pad and cover were washed… not successfully, though.
She got the things back on.
Soon got it sorted for me.
Lunchtime view.
The plates & pins look good!.
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Caught the sunsets end.
♥ You can see why I love her. ♥
It’s now gone 03:15 hours already.
It was 
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Thursday 
Not much urine in the night bag.
Tried to picture the buttercups and daises on
Got an early dinner breakfast.
arrived and got the medications given to me. I asked Sam if she knew if they had managed to find me a carer to go with me to the hospital, as they (QMC) insisted upon. But she didn’t know or not. I pressed on. Only about an hour before the lift was due, I found out when they rang me, telling me to meet the carer in the lobby.
lift, and met the Carer. 
The Carer and I were dropped off at the entrance doors.
Which revealed something that gave that chaos a grave expression. Danged if I heard what it was he said fully.
A good bruise on the back of the right hand. And called Meridian to let them know I was back at the prison…
Care Handover Document.
Eye Drops – They will need a carer to do them for me; four times a day I think it is needed. With my 
and 
, it’s too dangerous for me to do it… that and the taping back on of the eye patch.
I can’t get the glasses on over the patch at the moment. But think it should be possible once the swelling goes down. So my vision is not good. I can see now why they told me to have a Carer stay with me for 24hrs. But with the short notice given for the procedure, it couldn’t be done. I still appreciate them getting someone to go with me, though.
The tape soon fell off of the eye pad. I 
The pouch suddenly started filling up at a rate of knots, as soon as I got back to drinking the spring water.
Did all the calls for eye-patching and medicating. 
The one sunset photo I managed. I pressed lightly on the patch to make sure any bright light was avoided, as ordered.
The patchwork by 
Chris stood up well!
Yesterdays bruise
This morning!
& 
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as I bent to empty
day pouch. Refilling the WC’s non-working water tank, and started 
off pain-giving. 
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arrived. Got the eye drops done and did a good job on getting the eye patch back on, and jelled the back pain. Thanks, gal!
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Not a good job. 
hit me unexpectedly; she sometimes gives a little shudder first so I can prepare for her attack; but not this time, and…
I poke myself right in the cataracted eye!
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I had another go at securing the lens cover…
Look s like I may have hit the head on the tumble as well?
I’m in pain.
Got the email prepared. It looked good and tasty to me.
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Night pouch dark again.
Not a lot, either?
Ablutions, getting short of the Terbinafine cream.
Cleaned the hallway and sorted the waste bags.
Computing again… for an hour or so…
Great!
I enjoyed it, I think.
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The $24 million, with guaranteed bonuses and an open-ending expense account Liberty-Global head-honcho Fries, the money-manipulating financial number-cruncher, will no doubt be troubled by their failure to get, even an imitation of an efficient internet connection, or unbroken service me.
It was a terrible colour again. Removed the night pouch.
Controlled the evacuation. Which must have taken ten minutes to expel from my rear end. Bloody, but not messy, the long-awaited splash, and then the fearsome job of refilling the water tank buckets.
A complete reversal! Humph! Trotsky Terence was in charge this time. He’s a messy bloke!
Got things cleaned up. Used, and then refilled the water buckets for the awaiting attention not-working water tank. 
My much-missed beautiful, but sad that I can no longer visit it every morning as I used to.
I tried several other versions of CorelDraw, x7, x8, 2018 etc. but they were all the same – Non-working Icons. I then had a thought (I do occasionally), I think the old bank card details were used to try to take my payment… I’d forgotten to change them? Likely my fault, then. Humph!
Also this mystery snap of whatever it was. Hehehe!
The food was delivered!
Frozen stored away
The fridge filled a bit…
Smashing!
Not looking bad at all.
$24 million a year Liberty-Global’s boss, Mr Fries
Plenty of liquids for me to be able to follow
Naturally, these above are not for me. Oh, no!
Along with soya sausages, garden peas and some beetroot.
Chris arrived and did the med’s and rubbed in 
some of the pain gel on my back for me.
and 
arrived to wake me up, Hehehe! Chloe added the 
to the 
I took the first, then zoomed in to take the close-up.
Was enjoyed. I saw several items in these cloud formations. A chick’s (chicken’s) head, a pair of eyes, and a face.
Last check of the pins as I got down into the £300, second-hand, most uncomfortable, decrepit, Haemorrhoid Harold-testing, creaking, sleep-deterring, nauseatingly beige-coloured, not-working, recliner.
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A Jolly Good Morning to you…
. 
If I remember rightly, I must have forgotten to ask the Carer to do it. Of had I taken it off myself earlier? I think not, because the urine in the day bag was a deep brown-red. 
. Once0 again, 
was in control, very messy! However, ailment number 21, 
started off, as if to cover for BPB’s absence. Hehehe!
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got the medications sorted. Then got some gel rubbed into my back. Very welcome! Cheers! 
Peptac taken. But no Paracetamols were needed. 
I got the Saturday blog finished, and I posted it off to WordPress.
was even more dominant on this visit.
disturbed 
The pins and plates seemed to be looking better.
hour or so. And a lot clearer and lighter colour, too!
Chrissie said she’d had two cataracts done. She mentioned a procedure she has to go through, regularly with an injection in her eye. I looked it up. I think it is called ‘Laser Injection Photo Dynamic’. Bless her! ♥ I asked her if she found out what it was that was eating her toe.
The cloud formations tonight were indicative of changing weather, as Dad used to tell me. See that? I can recall from 70 years ago… but still, I forget to turn off taps, heaters, the stove, the shower power box, lock or unlock a door, the time, day, date… etc.! This picture evoked my love of nature.
I finished making the meal and got it served up on the plate and tray. G
chips were okay, and bread rolls and peas & carrots were all decent enough too… 
attached, a little too tightly, I found; when it came to me getting it off in the morning, to 
I had to get up to turn off the light. Got up easily enough, grabbed the 
, and turned off the light. Then… 
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against the ottoman returning to the chair. At least I didn’t get tangled up in the long night-pouch tube this time. Hehehe!
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I’ll try again…
night pouch. 
Almost immediately 
And the 
which the picker-
upperer fell on, are sorer!
got the PP’s down, tearing them in my haste.
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and then the 
Through the balcony window.
A second shot shows the fallen-off curtains. Humph!
Afternoon wee-wee. A good colour!
Nice few this afternoon.
Check on the worker-free house.
Finally, the first mug of Thompson Punjana tea.
Second visit to the 
In command again.
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But so beautiful. I’ll ask Tim in New Mexico what these
arrived as I was prepping the meal. Good timing. Gave my back a dose of painkiller cream.
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What another feast. A mixed bag of a hotpot, stew, call it what you will. Two defrosted bread rolls, to funk in the liquid… which had in it: Fresh leeks, baked potatoes and a can of thick vegetable soup; with my secret ingredients. Although they won’t be now cause I’m telling you. Hehehe! 
Followed by…
Some delicious vegan ice cream!
Nice!
, who attached the night pouch to 
. No educational prescription tablets were needed, but I did take some Peptac.
at all. Well, not to the usual standard. Yet despite this, and feeling so tired and worn out mentally, sleep, getting off to sleep, took me hours of absolute boredom and frustration. After a few hours, I noticed that the 