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0515hrs: After a terrible 
night of supposedly sleeping all the time, my mind pondered over what I could do to get CorelDraw working again. No rest, no peace; it was an awfully disturbing nocturnal period.
I got up, gingerly, and 
, along with 
giving way, all but had me over. I grabbed the left at the side of the c1966, ÂŁ300 Oxfam charity shop bought, second-hand, wincingly grotty, beige coloured, crumb-covered from my nocturnal nibblings, itch-making, uncomfortable, positively unhealthy & dangerous, no longer operational, virus-breeding, easy-to-fall-out-of, Catheter-tube-trapping, recliner, and lunged for the saviour of the morning; 
, and kept him with me from then on, hoping not to forget to take him.
Then as I was starting the computer, 
rang out from the door chime. It was 
coming in. He looked well-tired out, bless him. He got the medications dealt out to me. Then went to check on the medication stock in the drawer in the kitchenette to sort out what needed ordering.Â
Despite it drizzling outside, the temperature was -3°f, he told me, he was sweating a bit. I think his Diabetes level must be well out again. I wished him a good kip, and off he went at the end of his shift.
I returned to the computer and tried to sort out the problem with CorelDraw if I could. Still, it opened the 2017 version…but without my doing anything, when I tried to save the graphics again… it did! This time, the option to use selected only was on view! So I got all of them done ASAP in case CorelDraw or they started again. Fingers crossed and a prayer offered to any God listening that I didn’t lose this capability later, or the next time I open CorelDraw… Pleeease!Â
I kept on with this blog, even though I knew that the nurse was coming today and that I must phone the Doctor to ask to cancel the earlier appointment. And desperately needed a good wash, shave and personal medicationings done. I stink!
They thought of the risk of closing down and restarting the computer to go to the wet room for two hours, meaning that I would not be 
concentrating on the task at hand and be worrying if CorelDraw would go back to the old status and cock-up my current joy when I get back to it… But here goes…
All went well in the wet room. Very decent job all around today!
Of course, with the current condition of the legs, there was no showering, and only one foot was washable. No cuts shaving, not a single one, I thought. Until it came to rinsing off the traces of shaving foam from the neck, only three shaving cuts today.
Back to the computer. The web was down… I needn’t have said that; I take it for granted nowadays with the Oligarchs Service!
Arrived and we had a bit of a small natterisational moment. Only painkillers are required. She tested the alarm disc for me, and it is working.
Back on the computer, now smelling nice for when Nurse Nichole arrives to do the Severe Frailty Test.
I found this photo from last night of the meal. 8.2/10.
I took a photo of the windy, wet morning from the kitchen window. Then, ventured bravely out onto the balcony (it was darned cold out there, Hehe!) 
Then, the end window was opened to take a shot of the car park. It was looking bleak. The mudslide from the Woodthorpe Grange park was getting bigger.
Off to the wet room, and belatedly, I started the task of 
ing.
Well, that was the plan anyway. I actually thought 
that I was in danger of not getting there in time. But no! I whipped off the clothes I’d not long ago put on, and settled down on the, started doing my best to force something to happen.
But the evacuation did not even feel like it wanted to. No wind escaped, and I got out the crossword book and had a 
go at the puzzle for about 15 minutes. I got some of the answers filled in as well. Then, I counted the cracks in the ceiling. Sang a song and yodelled. Finally, realising whatever was in there must be rock solid, I gave up.
I made a mug of Laxative Laxido. It said I think the eyes are not too good, as you know. Mix with 125ml water and drink. Well, I wasn’t going to wash my feet with it, Hehehe! I hope it encouraged the mass of food that is festering in my stomach to get a move on and summon me back to the ! I fear I may burst open at any time. Fancy that, though… four weeks of 
being in total control, suddenly it’s all reversed? Then there’s the eye operations on the cataracts; I cannot see any better whatsoever? The Audio man hoovered out my ear holes, and I’m just as deaf now? Then, of course, the Catheter bag has been in for a year, and I’m further away from peeing of my own volition now. I can’t! Even worse from, the intrusive tubing into the bladder is doing him and me no good at all. Also, 
& bandaging for over four weeks now, so no showering allowed, and daily BO to contend with. Also, both legs 
are still spouting bloody fluid! I’ll not mention 
or , 
or 
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or 
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or 
Red-Eye. The newly discovered 
, or 
, But, I’ll not go on about these things, Haha!
I snapped this view of the bottom field just as the rain began coming down again.
I’m beginning to think I may have made a mistake about Surgery Nurse Nicol coming today to see me. It’s getting dark now, and there’s no sign of her yet. I hope I’ve not got it wrong again.
The end car park from the balcony again. The mud may have increased a tiny bit, but not much.
So, the rains must have eased off today.
The bananas are getting black bruises coming through again. So, I ate some of them out of support for the BAA (Banana Anti-Cruelty Association).
Carer Marie checked on some food dates for me today.
Ahem! And that was on just one shelf of one cupboard!
Differences
I missed a few, but then again, I usually do. When I checked the results, you may not believe this, do you know, it only went down again.
Today’s total of malfunctions from the money-crunching and number manipulating Oligarchs of the world’s worst, most incapable, 
We’ve been promised some snow and rain this coming week.
Evenings, to be between -3 to -5 overnight. Brrr!
A simple meal for a sanity-challenged simpleton. The Walls pork pies that were supposed to have pickles in them but were pickleless and tasteless. The potatoes were undercooked, and the beetroot was lovely. Most of it ended up in the bin. Flavour Rating: 1ÂĽ/10.Â
Constantly nodding off and jumping awake every few minutes, a Carer arrived. I was in such a state of weariness and tiredness, I think it was 
…ah, yes, it was. On the chart in the morning, I saw that I’d taken his BP.
May your day be blessed with contentment!
Not for Oligarchs or Parole Boarders, though!
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Well, it beat me; why was it so dark?
. I ventured into the kitchen to get the kettle on for a brew of Glengettie tea… but I didn’t make one as I got carried away when I saw the moon was clearly visible and fetched 
, I tried to take some decent shots on it…
Oh, dearie, not only did 
catch me out, but as I tried again, 
It may not resemble the planet, but I think this turned out to be an unintended masterpiece? Haha!
At least I got an identifiable one. But I was disappointed in not getting a close-up of it again.
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It’s surprising how my bad eyes can easily miss bits of dried-on gumph when scrubbing away in the oven.
failures. Then, as the Carer arrived…
I’ve not recorded many because I had no internet to record them on. Hello…
I sorted out the waste bags.
Got some small potatoes on the crock-pot. I added a good splash of sea salt and a sprinkling of the gorgeous-tasting
seasoning. Not unlike Worcestershire sauce, a little less intense, but the flavour lingers on the tongue more.
Mostly liquid!.
With the smoke & mirrors, number-crunching, fact-fiddling, 
giving me so much time to curse, spit and throw oaths and curses on them, it also gave me a chance to try to see why they are getting into, by investment or buying them out, so many, most if not all of the European internet suppliers. And yet, they are proving incapable of maintaining a service connection? And are they ruining the reputation of all suppliers? 
daily, or weekly for the appropriate rates. Further proof of the double-dealing, money-manipulating, by the esteemed 
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has been, I’m going to tackle the biggest job of any day… Getting a wash and shave! There is no showering today, not with the bandaging on my right leg. Joanne took off the strapping and diabetic sock for me from the left leg. Bless her cotton socks! ♥ 
However, using the short picker-upperer, I caught the release valve on the Catheter bag, so I had to rewash the legs, carpet, and floor.
As I unscrewed the cap, a third of the contents sprayed out! Onto the computer keyboard, the leg bandaging, the recliner, the clean dressing down and my chest, face and hands, and the carpet, for many feet away!
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This had to have been taken, between my leaving the hovel, and getting back a day or two later from the Clinic. It felt like it to me; there were that many happenings and a few Accifauxpas to boot today.
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Morning…
Why the difference?
Most of the cost went on drink rather than food.
No, I was wrong; I meant Sainsbury’s, not Iceland.
Helpers & Carers bubble box refilled. They like these treats.
Drizzling this morning. I’ll try to keep my eye out for any of the seagulls that go on the hunt today.
The rain persisted as I went to get the ablutions done.
What a change! Constipation Conrad gets the upper hand after the six-day reign of Trotsky Terence!
Thoughtfully taking the crossword book with me in case there would be any long waits at the clinic.
The gal was late arriving, so I got the crossword book out.
I was taking a photo through the bus window, as we went over the speed bumps on Woodborough Road a little too fast…and 
started bleeding in response to my bum lifting off the seat for each of the eleven-speed bumps, and thudding back down on the hard seat.
I did manage one more photo.
Outside the Ropewalk clinic.
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or not, cause I wouldn’t have left the urine if it had… not until I saw it running out on the floor. 
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While emptying the catheter bag, 
and prayed I’d not missed anything important, that I need to remember later.
I do recall these oven-cooked Cumberland sausages
That should have been neither.
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03:00hrs: Worryingly deep-coloured urine today?.
… but naturally, a man of my bravery, healthiness and pain tolerance didn’t flinch and had to keep stopping to catch my breath and cursing at any time. The thought of me taking a couple of minutes sitting there to recover from my efforts is ridiculous. 
So, I had to get the slippers washed and left to dry.
It was hard work doing everyday stuff lately, but it gets more complex each day. (Hidden plea for help here… Hehe!)
, and, not a little pain from the bleeding gums too. 
As much as I was getting chilly sitting there covered in cold water, I had to wait a few seconds to recover from the efforts of encouraging the evacuation.
against the shower chair leg, and as I did this, (I know, you don’t believe me… I’m even doubtful, but the pain memories help) but, with dear 
. Then, I splashed the Brut 
Tried the new medications for this. 
, with an extra bit on 
, as she was being a 
bit of a nuisance to me this, as she does most mornings. 
them both next.
Did the nasal cleaning. And because of the irritation in the and the
infested left eye.
everyday fear that is done with a certain degree of apprehensiveness, almost dread! Getting my nappy… diaper… Well, Protection Pants on. Which would be difficult enough without having to cope with getting them up beyond the hanging below the knee, tubed! It’s a work of art, I can tell yers! A formidable 
one! However, I can report for once that there were no 
or 
I left the bandages and straps to soak in the wet room sink. I can dry them later on. Can I use the microwave safely to do this 
little task? If anyone has advice for me on this, please? 
It’s a wonder that I’ve still got any skin left on!
in lost bits of skin. Devil-of-a-job for me to get cleaned up! Tsk!
Grangnagles!
During one of the multitudinous failures of Oligarchal, conspiratorial, hermetical, and surreptitious, 
, I sorted the waste bins and put them near the front door. 
There were still no signs of the 
Took a 
The rain was persistent looking today.
Followed by a picture to the left, in an Easterly direction.
visited. Had a little laugh and joke before she departed.
I was getting more & more annoyed with the interruptions from Mike Fries, Chief Executive Officer and Vice Chairman of Liberty Global, who took home a $64m salary in FY2, 
than addicted, like besotted, smitten, habituated, or mayhap dependent on it, to help keep my sanity, as much as possible, escape the ever-grasping, clutching more of my brain from Cognitive Impairment Iris. 
at all to me. So, I tried to get a closer shot of the houses and bottom field greenery.
The two last calls of the day from the carers were made by…
and or 
. I think. I was so worn out, tired and in need of sleep again
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Nocturnal wee-wee bag a smidgeon darker this morning.
All three waste bags were put in one big one.
As per usual, this is a poor morning kitchen view shot.
Ut a while later, I did manage a decent one of the Chestnut Way end car park. The mudslide just forming.
The rain came next.
Turned up. Had a natter as he got the job of getting on the 
As he was dishing out the medications, the intercom rang out. It was Nurse Hristina from the DVT Anticoagulation Warfarin Clinic… Gawd, I love her!
She did the 
, and helped show 
that she came at all. Yesterday, she phoned the Doctor about the texts telling me I’d missed appointments at the doctor for my INR blood test and to get checked with my Doctor ASAP.
Spent many hours on the blog and Word file. Nearly as long as I did on the 
Made a brew of Glengettie.
I finally took a decent photo 
Cor Blimey, a half-decent evening shot, too!
Fishless fish-sticks. Anya potatoes, the last of the tomatoes, pickled cooked beetroot, and two bread rolls slathered with Non-Butter butter.
Taste Rating: 8.2/10.
, Tsk!
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Morning
Photo from the kitchen window.
Later on, a view of the massed car park.
Arrived. There is no need to do the leg & ankle straps; the nurse is calling today. I hope. We had a natter and laugh while she did my medications.
Titivated the kitchenette a smidgen and sorted the waste bags out. Then, a quick sweep up.
A new gal to me. Soon, I got the diabetic socks off and medicated the one still leaking papule for me. Then, I got the fresh socks and leg and ankle straps fitted.
All done & dusted!
After looking at the meter,
‘s! 
Great news! Now, hopefully, the urine colouring will improve. Four nights without any, have made the bladder evacuations very dark and stinky! Hurrah! These were of the old type, not bother much, but fiddlier if I have the shakes or cramps when I have to fit or release them.
It is best not to leave your fingers in the way of the knife! Especially take care of stabbing yourself down the nail of the digit mentioned above
The night was falling earlier now.
But still a certain beauty to the view.
Mushrooms, savoury French Fries and no-meat meat slices in gravy. A pot of children’s jelly to follow. Well!
GUILTY!