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Sister Jane sent me this graphic below, and quite funny it was, too, I thought!.
Ha, Ha, Ha!
I thought of a few more straight away:
LHA: Lost hearing aids.
CPF: Catheter Pouch Full.
ACA: Arthritis Cartilage Agony.
WDII: What Day Is It?.
LMDS: Laddered My Diabetic Socks.
LTVR: Lost TV Remote.
LTR: Left Tap Running.
DNC: District Nurse Calling.
FMDOBATB: Forgot My date Of Birth At The Bank.
ROPP: Run Out Of Protection Pants.
LCO: Left Cooker On.
FOG: Fell Over Again.
DMOT: Dropped Mug Of Tea.
FAOTB: Fell Asleep On the Bog.
TWTA: Took Wrong Tablets Again.
FAOTB2: Fell Asleep On The Bus.
LBP: Lost Bus Pass.
CMS: Cut Myself Shaving.
LMS: Lost My Spectacles.
Hahaha!
I hope Jane likes them.
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Another bad night’s sleep. Mid afternoon I was well out of it. Struggled to get this blog going. Hence, it’s now gone 22:00hrs, and I’m still working on it – mostly doing things wrong and making corrections. But the ode today did take me ages to do, and three pretty young carers distracted me somewhat. Haha!
It’s only natural for a man with my sex appeal.
Har, Haha!
More in the pouch this morning.
I made a point of not counting the empty crisp packets. But this did not assuage the guilt!
Off to get my
done.
The shaving had only one tiny nick under the chin.
(I used this photo later as part of the Ode header).
Getting the PPs on after finishing was a work of painful art. The Stroke and Peripheral Neuropathy affected right leg, which was joined by
and
in making the task one of the most painful jobs of the month. Boy, that leg did not want to bend or lift at all. Somehow, I eventually, with cunning, I might add, got them on. I got the towel and picker-upper, wedged myself in the corner of the room to avoid any tumbles, and lifted the leg ankle with the towel flipped over the ankle, while grabbing the PPs with the picker. I’m still amazed at how I didn’t go over, but I didn’t.
! Then realised I had not yet ointmentated the piles! No problem, I Germoloided the
rear end, then
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Carer Kimberly arrived. Took the laundry down for me. We joked about last week’s bag of laundry getting lost and never found. She later returned with this one… the clothes were there, but the new B&M bag it was in had been snatched, and a dirty old bag was left in its place! The diabetic socks were inside out and still damp, so I reversed them and got them on the airer. Kim helped me hang the dressing gowns up, bless her.
The Phantom bag & clothes nicking resident…
Are they doing it for bedevilment?
Twice on the trot now, so blatant!
Compensation, can I become a claimant?
If it happens a third time – disappointment…
Annoyment, cursing and discontentment,
Is someone turning belatedly delinquent?
For warmth, on my dressing gowns, I am dependent,
To stop these thefts, we must be diligent…
Will I ever know where my washing went…
I want my leg straps back; I’ll be lenient,
I’ll not get uppity or militant,
Though it makes me slightly malcontent,
Could it happen twice, both an accident?
It could be, or maybe, malevolent!

Carers & Nurses drinkie-treats, and the last remaining warm dressing gown hanging over the door.
The carer earlier helped me get the leg straps on. I took this photo in the wet room ages ago, and have only just remembered it. Tsk! Sad?
Gorgeous clouds in the afternoon.
Plenty of contrails higher up.
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I got
and took three shots of the views in different directions. So that, my mass of foreign followers can both see how tight the housing is.
Slightly to the right.
Ahead…
And to the left.
The close-up shots are terrible!
A few hours later, and this one was terrible!
A little betterer?
I planned my meal for the night. The other pack of battered chicken that I forgot to put the SD card in the Kodak and took a photo of last night. I’ll have some chips with them, methinks. With some potatoes.
Back in the mooring to catch up – I hope.
Mystery photo?
Last of the ‘I shan’t bother buying again’ battered balls’, with potato cubes, a pot of side sauce, ready sliced wholemeal cobs, and pickled green tomato salad, was plated and consumed.
A late picture of the nosh. Part-eaten.
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Adieu, Ciao, Adios, Sayonara & Cheerio!


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‘Red Sky in the Morning.

Later in the morning.





Stored the fodder, and made an order for next week with Asda.
Just looked at this over-full day pouch!
Evening views from the kitchen.
Well, they both beat me!
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Later on, when I’d started to feel a bit better, I looked up Folic Acid; and found some interesting things it is taken to counter. ① To limit hair loss. ② To help your baby’s brain, skull and spinal cord develop properly in pregnancy. ③ As a medicine used to reduce side effects treating arthritis. ④ To treat iron deficiency & anaemia. ⑤ We suggest that folic acid may play a role in improving the repair of peripheral neurotransmitters, nerve injury, and dying by promoting the proliferation and migration of Schwann cells, & secretion of nerve growth factors. 
I tried again.
It was the ladies from the Social Prescribing & Community Support team. They arrived and introduced each other to me
I put the TV on and spotted that the ‘All Quiet on the Western Front’ film was on. So I watched it for a while then I had a mug of Glengettie and dunked some of the lovely LU and Maryland cookie biscuits.
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And, I found…
A new best one for me pleasure.
Balcony views parade! End car park…
A close-up of the almost a puddle!
The gravel footpath, into Woodthorpe Grange.
Checked the time, and got back to working on this blog again. I felt the pouch on the left leg pulling…
Blinking Heck!
in the oven, with some…
Pickled green tomato salad…
And, maybe a brew of Glengettie?
I made a rather pathetic-looking meal. 
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Flash in the dark photo.
Multicoloured morning sky.
Carer Richard got the diabetic socks, leggings and med’s sorted out for me.
Tea, bikkies & a mini banana.
I emptied the catheter day pouch. And no more the 25 minutes later, it was filled again? 1200ml!
I mentioned the tablets I’ve been waiting for for a week, the 4-week course of something to increase the Critically low amount of vitamin B12 & 7 found on the last blood test. I’d forgotten that Richard had already told me he would collect them on Friday for me. So, now I must remember the four-week course must be completed.
Tried to take another selfie on the computer screen. I was offering a Mr Spock salute. Hehehe!
Made a fairly good-looking meal. Surimi sticks, tomatoes,
Four oven-baked potato cakes.
Then I added a pot of raspberry jelly.
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The first morning view.
Eurgh!
I found a bruise on top of my left foot, but I didn’t know why or where from. Oh, and I did the shaving while standing in a bowl of hot, disinfected, soapy water with bi-carb in it, so the dirt came up from the feet. And all without slips or injuries!
diabetic socks out ready, as
I saw something in the photo that had me back on the computer and CorelDraw to make the graphic I spotted. I just had to do it!
My sense of humour was alive and kicking!
The doorstep-sized sliced Sourdough bread was massive. It was a substitute for two little sourdough rolls. I’ll ask if anyone would help by taking half the loaf to use cause it was far too much for me to eat without it going out of date, and I had no room in the freezer.
At last, I’d got some of the Branston Fruit Sauce, 3 bottles; although they were not cheap, they remain my favourite brown sauce. The diddly bananas will do for me. Some biscuits, too.
The light arrived, and I took these shots.
From the kitchen window.
Again, the bladder pains informed me that the day pouch was backing up. I can’t understand why it has been doing this lately?
One from the bank.
The other is from Lisa in the USA with a Christmas Card; bless her. She is such a treasure to me. With all her ailments that outnumber mine, I think she’s so caring and kind!
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She is calling tomorrow to take the DVT Warfarin INR blood test for me. All my sweetheart connections
today are cheering me up. I took a can of Gin Spritz to neighbour Jo,sie too.
Przyprawa and liquid sea salt were added to the tomatoes in the saucepan, and later, I added the bacon and some soya pieces. I can heat this up easier later on.
Two late afternoon shots.
By the time I’d got set to take another…
The sun had disappeared!
It went down gorgeously. Well worth the long time spent in preparation. I ate the sourdough bread and most of the tomato and bacon mix. Great!
Inchy adopts another
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Not much passed overnight.
This sad photo was taken from the kitchenette window. Supposedly, a close-up of Cavendish Avenue.
Then, I tried to get a decent view of the horizon
Had a mug of J.S. red label Ex-Strong tea
I asked the lad if he could help me with assembling of the table. Negative response. But I still gave him his treats, as usual. Bless him!
Bit of a change here…
Visit four: Another variation on an old theme.
Another attempt at a decent photo as it got lighter.
I nearly got caught out when the day punch suddenly filled up again. A little dark, still, too.
Hours later, I nipped out on the balcony to view the end car par mudslide. Shrinking back again. It might be gone soon if we do not get any
Surimi sticks, tomatoes, beetroot, chips, cobs, with a side of Chop sauce. Not bad at all
Slurped!
Ice cream followed.
I was drained, and I put the computer in ‘sleep mode’ and fell blissfully asleep… for five minutes or so.
Lovely shade on view.
Tried a little closer.
Then, to the left slightly.
Naughty!
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Murky nocturnal wee-wee.
Then, five minutes afterwards…
Through balcony from in flat.
Same shot without flash on.
Checked WC, and I forced the evacuated product to disappear this time.
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Two shots from the kitchen.
Not very good ones… again!
Ocado arrived.
Thompson’s Teas, favourite biscuits, mushroom risotto, and a pot of bicarinate of soda.
Microwave cooking pot, chips, potato cakes, surinami sticks. And some M&S ready-prepared Scallops!
Beetroot, sauces, soda water, and crab!
Somehow I got them in the fridge.
End car park mudslide shrivelling!
From inside the balcony. Not much rain today.
I sat down to eat the scallops on their own.
I’d eaten all bar four of them and remembered to take a photograph for the blog. My limited conversation with Chris is a little vague. They tasted alright.
Washed the pots and put the TV on, The Vicar of Dibley was showing. When I remembered that Carer Sam had called earlier. I’m sure I mentioned my problem with the finances and direct debits, maybe told her about the text messages and emails from the bank, concerned about my financial status. Asking me to contact them. I need to arrange for 
Late-night shots.
I think I may have used this one before?
Not all that good, but I’ve made worse ones over the many Antagonistic, Fearful, Depressed, Angsty, Anxious, Accifauxpas-ridden, Failure-infested, Lonely, Mentally Festering, and Medically Monsooned last few years.
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A good shade this morning.
Three early morning views.
The high moon in the amazingly light sky.
Or, did I set
Closer up.
Even closer.
Not sure why I took this one.
I went out on the balcony to try and take a shot of the end car park, now seemingly permanent mudslide.
I can recall taking this shot. I was in a depression at the time; the keyboard was playing up again… or maybe 
I literally sat there afterwards, with the TV pointlessly on, not being controllable, as, indeed, my mind was in a similar position, hazy.
The late Carer removed the ankle and leg strappings and ointmentated the lower legs. They were not painful at all during the day but started itching away on removal. Resisting scratching was a hard job. Hehe! However, they were a lot better than they had been lately, so a positive at last. The only pain was from the ingrowing toenail toe, that I proceeded to make worse by stubbing it on the £300 second-hand shop bought, c1966. moth-eaten, bedraggled, grotty, cringingly-beige-coloured, much-dilapidated, crumb-containing from my nocturnal nibblings, bug-ridden, itch-inspiring, not working recliner leg. It seems to be going a darker colour and bent more now?
Around 23:00hrs, I tried to take a decent shot of the end car park mudslide; you can just make it out.
Unintendedly artistic, though?
Unintendedly artistic, though?
Unintendedly artistic, though?
Two slices of plain bread, with one…
Gorgeous early morning supper!

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Early kitchen view.
Later kitchen view.
End car park mudslide.
Tomatoes with extra passata with basil. Misshaped bits of bacon and soy mini sausages.
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Inchy in his Sister Jane’s bought and gifted Grumpy Elf T-shirt & dressing gown.
Night Pouch.
Day Pouch attached by Carer Shaquille.
Morning rain.
End car park mudslide.
Computing. Rain continuing
Confused, lack of concentration.
Rain continues.
Ablutions.
Rain continues.
Computing going slowly.
Well…
Iceland delivery arrived.
Beans, crisps, bananas, beetroot & bleach.
Sausages, ham, more sausages, some
Started to watch some old Del-Boy episodes.
Simple nosh tonight for the simpleton to eat.