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Inchy: Fri 3 Nov 23 A preposterously implausible day!

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Not one of the best of days… again!
However, after losing many hours, having no WordPress help, and Firefox going all apeshit on me, then the interruptions when I got back on blogging, the good old reliable failings from
Kept failing to get a signal again! To date, as I write

03:35hrs: I stirred back to ersatz life in the c1966, 300 pound, second-hand charity-shop bought, crumb-containing, odour-retaining, Harold’s Haemorrhoid-testing, nauseatingly beige coloured, non-working, virus-breeding recliner, with and giving me sharp pains whether I was moving or not!
The tummy pains were rumbling, and the unwanted pleasure was rampant! All apart, I assume, from the cold that’s coming on.

Taking off the , has never been more painful. And being on the receiving end of the pain.

Got the waste bags into one, along with the unremembered-eating six empty Cheesy Curl packets in the bin at the side of the ottoman.

Tried again to get a decent early morning shot…
Obviously, this failed again.

Made a brew of Gleangettie.

Off to the Porcelain Throne.
Ten minutes later, back again!

Tried again for a shot of the later view.
Ah, that’s a bit betterer!

THEN THE COMPUTER COCK-UPS!
1) Firefox went into processing mode.
Nothing I could do, so I left it to do its own thing.
Took a photo of the end of the car park. Had a rinse, then back to see how things were progressing with the Firefox…
Still working away… do whatever it was doing.
Made another brew for the one that went cold.

Firefox still working away…
I checked on what to have for nosh later.
Firefox still working away…
2) Then went on CorelDraw. However…
When using import to export, the swatch comes up full screen, and I can’t reduce it back to the original size to see the template simultaneously! Anger-Making!

came. I was at a low point when she arrived. Unsure if I’d lost my internet or not. And as I was telling her my woes… guess what happened? Followed by and a relatively long, violent period of flailing about from a .
& strappings put on for me. I was so fed up and frustrated I declined any painkillers.
I took two shots of the clouds now the rain had stopped, and they were a little better this time.
Beautiful!

After Sam departed, taking the laundry with her for me, I faffled about trying to cure the problem with the browser. Not the foggiest about what I was doing, and I got nowhere with the task at hand. Eventually, I had no idea how or why… the internet browser started working after many Windows opened that were too technical for me to understand and comprehend!

If I opened Firefox using the icon on the home page, I got a different setup showing. Using the the one in the bottom tray, and I got a usual one up? But…
I’d lost the connection to Grammarly!
I asked about this and explained things on the help page, but all I could get was a set of pre-answers to dozens of problems other than the one I needed help with.
Three hours later… I had to reinstall Grammarly. I ticked the icon to use it in Firefox, but this did not initially work. A message came up half an hour later, telling me that Grammarly is now installed for Firefox.
Praying, I closed everything down and rebooted.
Went into Firefox, my sites visited, and favourites came up; then I opened WordPress, the one I do need Grammarly to work on more than any other. SUCCESS!
By now, the evening Carer had arrived, and I was mentally drained and weary from the constant ailments and pains of the day. Asked if I wanted any painkillers, I replied, just two boxes, please! Haha! We did his Blood Pressure, and off he trotted home… with some treats in thanks, of course.

Now for the nosh-preparingTaste-Rating: 8.2/10.

Tried again to get some decent night shots of the view from the kitchenette as I washed the pots.
Not too bad?
It’s not too good either!

Well, if a cupboard handle dropped off one of mine, it wouldn’t matter to me. In fact, I have four of them missing… I just counted them! So I didn’t get the answer. Until I looked at this!

Acne and Eczema-faced Inchy,
Now scowls more, involuntarily,
Living life, unconventionality,
Errors, mistakes, made unintentionally,
Getting things right occasionally,
No… more like ultra rarely!
Decision-making, absurdly,
For an old man, he’s excellent immaturity,
Coping with his immobility,
Living with Peripheral Neuropathy,
Questioning his own sanity…
Recognises his vulnerability,
Accepting his lack of winnability,
Misses his previous imbecility,
Every day, Accifauxpas or a malady,
Addicted to his tabatière,
His life getting even more eerie,
His total lack of any theopathy!
His brain is crumbling, admittedly.
He thinks this is a terrible pity…
His life’s getting more demanding, more shitty!
Still, he likes to watch a documentary,
History, or maybe whodunnitry?
It gets harder for him to watch TV,
He still can’t manually pee!

This ode flowed out freely – sadly! Hehehe!

Inchy: Thur 2 Nov – Have a good day folks!

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The best ever morning urine colour!

Guilt Producing picture of the bin at the side of the c1966, £300 charity shop bought, second-hand, wincingly grotty, beige coloured, not working, crumb-covered from the nocturnal nibblings, itch-making, uncomfortable, virus-breeding, easy-to-fall-out-of, recliner.
“Empty nibble packets from the nocturnal eating.”

Morning view.

Waste bags collated in one.

Quick wash.

Kitchenette to get the kettle on.

Computer on. Blogging work.

arrived. Today was the first time he’s had to do the ankle and leg support straps. He coped well with it. Issued the medications to me.

The Sainsbury order arrived.
I unloaded the carrier bag the man put them into for me (they were delivered loose), And got plenty of potatoes in stock now; Bakers new & Anya Royal potatoes.I just had to get some in the crackpot cooking to eat later. I planned to have them in vegetable soup.
I added sea salt, liquid smoke & Winiary seasoning.
I will add passata with basil to the mixture in the saucepan later. Hope it comes out alright.
Continued putting the other goods away.
Oh, yes!
No shortage of food here!
Beetroot, tomatoes, jelly & chestnuts
Did well in the nibbles department today.
Cheese curls, Vegan Maryland cookies!
And at long last, after months of trying to find a shop with them in stock, the plain shortcake biscuits!
The final put away items cupboard-wise.
Then, the fridge was filled!
Anya potatoes. With a slightly nutty flavour.
These are only available at Sainsbury’s. Due to them being grown on Her… no, his now, His Majesties Farms. Lord Sainsbury is the only person allowed to sell them.

Arrived, and really helped me out again. Sorted the dates of appointments on the Google Calendar, ensuring I had not ‘got any wrong’. Bless Her. Checked the and day bag for me, and the ankle & leg strappings. Pain-killer & Peptac too.

Back to blogging, but yet again, decided to make life hell for me. If if wasn’t them it would be Grammarly, CorelDraw or Firefox would.

Added the spuds to the soup.

The rains heavy again.
Hours later it persisted.

At last, the soup was served up.
Flavour-Rating: 8/10.

arrived. Took the ankle & leg straps off.
Medications issued.

Sleep did not come easily…

TTFN

Inchy Today: Wednesday 1st November 2023

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As my Dad would say, ‘A reet good colour is that lad!’

The early morning sky was grand, too!

Waste bags into one.

And got the kettle on and made a brew.

But had to leave it to get cold again…

Sloppy as the evacuation was, it took ages!

The rain came.
The wind, too, but not for long.

I put the new quilt-throw on the Carer’s chair.

Made another brew of Glengettie.

Then, I spent hours on new words to use for the blog.

During which I didn’t get far.

came. We had a natter while he did a good job fitting the legs and ankle support straps.
Medications given. And he changed the Catheter Day bag for me. Grand job!

Got yesterday’s blog updated and posted off.

Next. Domestic duties. He mopped the wet room floor for me. Had a chinwag.

Next, by gum, she helped me out some today. I keep asking her to adopt me as Grandad, but no. Hehe!
The gal phoned the Audio Centre for me first. I’ve got one of the appointments on Tuesday the 21st November, at 0935hrs. That’s the one to de-clog my ears of wax. She mentioned I must keep using olive oil, which I do several times daily. Then, they will arrange another appointment for the hearing tests. Then, if any adjustments are needed to the aids (and there will be), another appointment to have them done will be arranged.
I’m hoping I live long enough. Har-Har!
She then arranged for a lift for me with Easy-Llink.
Such an angel is Kara. She even put the details onto the computer diary for me. ♥

The sun through the clouds was beautiful.
I sensed some rain was due, though. We’ll see.

Here’s the animals!

Prepped the meal of the day.
Got two sourdough rolls from the freezer to thaw out.
Got the potato chunks in the oven tray.
Sprayed the potatoes with light oil.
Got them in the oven.

Made up another waste bag.

Delivery arrived from eBay.
Dettol Lavender disinfectant.
I thought I was buying 6 bottles; the box looked like it was made for six?

Evening views from the kitchen window.
No signs of any rain yet.

Got the meal served up and started to eat it.
Just started and arrived.
He took off the leg and ankle straps. Left the diabetic socks on as I requested him to do… it was feeling cold tonight! Brrr! I did his Health Checks, all fine!

When I got settled in the c1966, £300 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.
It took me ages to get to sleep, but for once, there were no hassles from . I was just coughing a lot, and sharp pains from .

TTFNski, everyone!

Inchy Today: Tues 31st October 2023 Glum!

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I’m undergoing a lot more daily medical procedures now. After today, I shall have to cut down on the blog content. As much as I like doing them, there is no time to get caught up with them. It’s going to get even more time-consuming shortly. In December, it’s back to the EENT for more Cataract and glaucoma procedures. The leg and ankle strap changes twice a day, relying on the Carers & nurses -being able to attend. To have a shower and shave has to be planned nowadays cause it really does take me two hours per session to get done. So, I have to plan it, if I can, for when the leg and ankle straps are off. Or, it’s a stand-up wash and shave, which can be trickier than sitting on the shower chair, but I mustn’t get strapping wet. The worry over being unable to get the room ready for the coming of the orthopaedic bed gets to me. The Audio Clinic seem to have gone underground. Haha!
No one can get through to them to find out about the three appointments that are supposedly being made for me. My worry there is that they have been made, and on a bad day, I may not have understood what it was in the letter? (Memory Blanks?) Relying on Carer Kara to make sure the arrangements are made for a lift to the QMC for the eyes, and when we find out whether the appointments have been made yet or not, to the Audio Centre on the Ropewalk. No Warfarin INR blood tests were done by the haematology nurse for three weeks, but I have had a message telling me so and to go to the Doctor for a blood test. I’m not sure how they expect me to get there… cause if I could get an appointment, you can guarantee it will clash with one of the other medical appointments! Those that are already made, but no lifts are arranged for them. Plus, for those whom I am waiting to arrive… but cannot get through on the phone to ask the Audio Centre, three Carers have tried for me as well. But without any luck.

The District Nurse has done her best for me today. She suggested it might be easier to move something into the spare (bed) room and put the bed in the main room. Which I thought was a brilliant idea. Then I stand much more chance of hearing the fire alarm and door chimes than in the spare room! The nurse will call Sarah, who refused to order the bed until I got it sorted and cleared out first, which I tried to do. Took a tumble in doing so and got told no bending or lifting is allowed now!
To see if any help is available. I cannot get through to the Age UK number ever. Three carers tried for me, bless them, but they all got cut off. Shaq is not sure if a message he left got through to them for me or not.
Then again, it could be my Cognisant Impairment Iris playing a part in all this confusion?
I’m struggling with things now.

That’s my little chunter over, then.
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I forgot to ask the Carer to put the night pouch on.
Serves me right; look at the blood in that!

Morning view ahead.
Morning view to the left.

First mug of tea – went cold.

Asda order. 5 Not items available
Short-dated on some items.
Ah, nibbles & treats for Inchy!

It’s been raining again, and it still is!

Hello, Inchy is looking pleased?
Yes, the District Nurse arrived. (See intro)
All sorted leg & ankle-wise.

Delivery! Some nocturnal pouches were delivered for me. Thank you!

Specialist Asda ready-broken, already expensive, gone up-in-price bikkies were dunked in Glengettie tea. Note the self-control in not overeating?

Early evening view.

Nosh of the day.
Very nice, too! Slurp, belch!

Carer Marie, Kara and Israel today.
Israel did the last two. Took off the straps,
Painkillers and Peptac were given.
The night bag was attached!

TTFN

Inchy: Fri 27 Oct 2023 Feeling a bit better – I may regret saying that!

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Mist Morning

Made the first of the two mugs of proper tea permitted to me. Of course, I am allowed as many mugs of the spit-producing, tasteless crappy decaffeinated tea as I like; but I don’t like it at all. It tastes like medicines did many years ago… but blander, yet leaves a bitter taste. Urgh!

Photo from the kitchen window.
Complete with a reflective flash-flash!

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!

Made the second call of the day. He recognised my angst about the texts and emails being sent to me asking for the meter reading. I’ve no idea which numbers they need.
After looking at the meter, Victor decided they did not need a meter reading, as it was automatic? Thanks, Victor.

Busy day today. As I was on the computer doing my blog, the door chime rang out . I thought it was the next Carer coming early and waiting for them to show themselves in the room. Then a second was heard. I couldn’t get to the door in time for whoever it was, and then… noticed inside the door on the waste bin box, the ‘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.

The Tomato-Slicing Tarradiddle: .
I decided to get some tomatoes sliced and put them in the fridge to use later. I’ve a little tip here for fellow PN sufferers about slicing tomatoes.
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. It hurts.
To add insult to injury, to put it, the tomatoes were foul and bitter-tasting! Examining the pack, I espied they were Spanish. Had I noticed this when I bought them from the Co-op store on Mansfield Road when on my way to the Covid jab, I would not have touched them. Humph! They got dished after all that hassle! Tsk!

Did the midday call. He was concerned about me not getting the bedroom cleared. Pointing out that the bladder will never improve until I do so. He asked if he could ask if he could have a go at it for me. I pointed out that his company are not insured to do this, so he can’t oblige. He did an excellent job of getting the straps on the legs & ankles fitted. He has a knack for doing these complicated strappings.

The night was falling earlier now.
But still a certain beauty to the view.
A pareidolian picture indeed.

I made the meal of the day…
Mushrooms, savoury French Fries and no-meat meat slices in gravy. A pot of children’s jelly to follow. Well!

This meal did not stop me from waking up in the morning with more than a few empty Cheesy Curl packs in the bin!
GUILTY!

TTFNski!

Inchy: Tue 24 Oct 2023 Topsy Turvey Today!

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This Moon shot, was taken by Tim Price,
Is more than very nice…
He’s brilliant, camera-wise,
I’ll further extemporise…
He doesn’t need to attitudinise,
To be as good is one of my desires,
His photography does dynamise!
Jealous? Me? I could diphthongise!
Just thought this photo should be diarised!

Grrreat Shot, Tim!

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I’ll just write about the highlights, and mention about any photos I took. A worry-my-guts-out day!

In the kitchen, all dark and black, and saw some moving lights in the bottom field. I tried to get a decent shot, but it was not to be. Here they are, though.
Can you guess what the lights were?
The green lights were mand torch.
The red light was attached to his little dog’s collar.
What a brilliant idea!

Sorted out the waste bags.

Arrived, and he took off the diabetic socks and put on the leg and ankle straps. He’s getting good at doing this! He listened as I moaned on about all the things not getting done. He kindly rang the chemists for me, to arrange for the Covid jab to be done again.
Tomorrow morning at 09:55hrs. So no sleep again for me tonight. I daren’t, cause this means I have to get up in time to allow myself two hours to get the ablutions and dressed done in time for me to catch the bus into Sherwood. He then rang the Age Concern about the room being cleared. Nothing was arranged, but he said they would get back to me in a week or so and let me know if they can do it and what it is likely to cost me.
Great help, thanks, Benjamin! 👍

Literally!

Surprised that the end car park mudslide was sizeable.

Computing.

arrived. She was doing the domestic as well, now that Denise has departed the job. Nice gal.

The Asda order arrived.
Baking powder, bottles of water, tonic, soda, and some canned soups were unloaded, & put away.Aha, my favourite bikkies, they were on Special Offer!
Some more eye pads for Blepharitis and dry eye conditions. Cleans glasses well, too.

I did notice that the seasoned French Fries were on offer; so much off if you bought two packets. I decided not to, cause I didn’t know if I was even going to like them, so ordered just one packet… Or so my tormented ruled brain thought!
I’d bought four packs!
There was no way these were going to fit into my freezer!
I went through the food and got rid of some short and the out-of-date food, to make room to get things in. I ended up dishing two of the four bags of chips!
It took me ages, and was just about to take the bags to the chute when the District Nurse arrived.
Had a job finding the plasters for covering the wounds, but she did in the end.
Refitted the coverings, and we had a little natter, and, if I recall correctly, a laugh! Lovely!

After about three more hours of computing, the Oligarch’s failures stood at…

called for the evening visit. At the time, I was having a few twitchings and losses of balance. I just hope they clear up before I have to go for the Covid jab in the morning… Plllease! Had a little natter.

The second and last brew of Glengettie.

Getting darker earlier now.
Bootiful view, though.

Number three of the day!

Still computing…

Late evening views.
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Taken from the kitchenette window, from the left to the right… or, maybe it was the right.

Cheers!

Inchy: Wednesday 25th October 2023 – Covid Jab

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Cock-up forgetting I’d ordered an Iceland delivery, or between 08-10 hours. Appointment at the chemist for 09@55hrs for the Covid Jab… but luckily, the Iceland man came early… Phew! was back at work. She had a quiet break, she told me. Then, she also rang the Audio Clinic for me without any definitive answer about the appointments. Then she changed the well overdue and fitted both leg and ankle bags for me. I’m so glad she’s back ♥
You wouldn’t believe how much I was fretting without her.
The bus trip to the Covid jab, and the Covid Jab I thought went well. I got some doughnuts for the residents meeting for a drink in the big lounge.
When one of the ladies kindly asked if the jab went well, I replied: Perfect, didn’t feel the needle at all, no pains afterwards. The arm later on was and still is in agony! And staying awake is a challenge in itself.
I could do nothing on the blog, for I was suddenly so tired out? So, and trying to catch up on this Thursday morning.
It’ll have to be a quickie, or else, I’ll never get today’s blog started. Mission impossible today. And the arm that I told everyone was name bother… is! Hehehe!

Took this and the one below before the delivery arrived.
Why I took it, I don’t know!

Made a mess of this one too!

The food Arrived.
And what a mess I’d made of the ordered!
I must have ordered six double packs of kitchen rolls? I felt sure I’d ordered only one, or meant to?
The fridge seemed well filled.

Got the paperwork ready in my .
Set out to get to the bus stop. Where I had a great, long, much-missed chin-wag.
The trip down was not too bad. A bloke told me to go one stop further than usual, then I could use the pelican-crossing to get to the chemist.
Since I moved into the flats, this shop has changed named four times as I know of. Just puzzled!

Crossed the road and took this shot down the hill. Then got into the chemists and handed them the COVID-19 details. I espied while waiting, that they had some of the Max Antidiarrhea Capsules on sale. me two packets.

I snapped some of the many closed shops on Mansfield Road in Sherwood.

Up to the bus stop, and had another natter while waiting for it to arrive. At this stage, my arm was no bother at all. I bought some doughnuts from the Co-op to give to the residents with their tea or coffee.

Got back to the flats.
I cheerfully meandered inside Winwood Court, and to the large lobby, and handed the gals the packages.
I popped out the back of the flats to take these two photos.

The backs of Winwood and Woodthorpe Courts.
The backs of Winwood, & Winchester Courts.

Back into the flat, and forgot to take off leg and ankle straps. I am a one!

As I was doing the waste bags, the Covid-used arm kicked off. I was too tried to do anything now as well.

Took off both of the diabetic socks, ankle and lag straps.

Not that I spent much time on the computer, but …

A LOUSY NIGHT!
Sweet Morpheus was unattainable!
I had to keep waking up to check on the day pouch, as the Night Pouches are still unavailable. And if I moved, the right arm gave me some stick in no little degree!.

TTFNski

Inchy: Monday 23rd October 2023

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Not a single left! I’m having to keep waking up and emptying the day bag overnight.
Which will help cure the bladder infection, I’m sure!
Just look at the colour of this morning’s urine!
I’m assuming that they are having trouble getting the pouches. But no one has said anything to me.
But 🎵 It’s not unusual 🎵

With the two big leg & ankle straps for both of the, gallons of water, to keep refilling the , and my nibbles all over the room, the place looks like a smidgen ramshackle!

One of my worst-ever shots of the morning view.
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I think the planet in view, might have been erm… I’ve forgotten the name now. Tim Price in New Mexico gets some brilliant shots of this planet… was it Venus? Not that you can see it properly in my close-up effort.
You can just about see it in the first shot, very tiny, in the first photo. But I got the shakes on the next one, I’ll try to remember to ask Tim why this happens to me.

My left ankle. No change
My right ankle is much better!
The right leg. Is also looking better!

Morrisons Unisex Protection Pants on today.
Don’t suppose you needed to know that, sorry!

Sister Jane called me on the phone. A good natter, grumps & mutual ailments discussion was enjoyed.

Arrived, and got the leg & ankle straps on for me, no bother!

I was sat-sitting at the computer, with a blank stare on my face and also with a blank mind. I noticed my own reflection on the screen; horrendous it was!
I took two snaps… the first one turned out to be yet another semi-mystery one…
What the heck part of my body, was this above?
Ah, that was me! Hehe!

The Royal Mail delivered the AA batteries that I’d ordered from eBay. It said they were Duracell, but…
they were a Procell Constant brand.

A mug of Thompson’s Punjana tea, in the Jenny-donated China mug. Which was forgotten all about… when arrived. He removed the leg and ankle straps, but of course, he could not attach the , as we’ve run out of the nocturnal bags… yet again.

I took two views of the same area through the balcony windows. Why two? No idea now!

I slow-cooked the redskin potatoes for about 7 hours or so, then sliced them and put them in the oven, to crisp them up. Later, I got an imitation meat pie in the air-fryer.
Overall taste rating: 5/10.

I’d been slightly pea-brained all through today.
Due to worrying about so many things that I have no control over, I suppose. Important to me things, that I just cannot achieve without help!
The fretting and self-condemnationing have undoubtedly made things worse than they were when I woke up.
My confused vagueness of thought did not stop from constantly whittling away at my already minimum confidence. This causes me even more anxiety; It’s not as if I need any more worries, physical or mental hassle, is it? Fears, apprehension and scepticism shadowed by pangs of terrible unfathomable guilt… Or it may be shame. Are enough, no, maybe too much to cope with as it is.

Down Only Seven Times today!

Alla Salute!

Inchy: Sunday 22nd Oct 2023: Shaving, Washing, Medicating = suffering!

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Did you see that Level for today?.
NORMAL – First Time Ever!
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Thank heavens, a few scrawled notes and some photographs were available to try and create this diary in hopes that not too much will have been lost to my infected memory. Because this Sunday was one of the worst ever for two things… One: The vagueness, impreciseness, befuddlement, constant mental confusion, empty-headedness.
TWO: The flaky face and legs may be due to Atopic Dermatitis Eczema, Eczema craquelé (generally only affects people over 70 years of age.) Neuro-Acne, Neurodermatitis, Dyshidrosis Dermitisis, Acne, Seborrheic Dermatitis, Nummular-Dermatitis, Xerotic Eczema, Stasis Dermatitis, Xerotic Eczema, and Papular Eczema, Which seems a likely suspect for my facial problems, and Stasis Dermatitis, for my legs? Yes, I’ve been Googling again. Hehe! I looked up the Craquelure (Eczema Craquelé): It can result from drying, shock, ageing, or a combination. (More Googling)

I’ve tried the Sudocrem© and Olive Oil treatments. But it’s just as bad as ever; later on, it decorated the new dressing gown with droppings of loose skin minutes after getting the gown on after my ablutions!

After rising nervously from the grip of the £300 second-hand shop bought, c1966, moth-eaten, bedraggled, cringingly-beige-coloured, grotty, dilapidated, crumb-containing from my nocturnal nibblings, bug-ridden, itch-inspiring, not working recliner, it was off to the wet room .

An awfully long time was spent in there this morning, too! With the cleaning up from the evacuation aftermath, with the concomitant pains accrued, from the bending to clean it all up, the splashes, spraying, and rebounds. The worst affected were , both knees & , & .

Where started. Perhaps a better word, and it was one too!
1) I’d struggled and somehow got both leg and ankle straps removed; that took me about 20 minutes to achieve. And will never be attempted again by yours indeed! Talk about pain; that’s not a strong enough word!
2) The teggie-cleaning took just two minutes. Stopping the gums from bleeding needed much longer.
3) Shaving. (I’ve used an old photo here, but the cuts were surprisingly similar.) The neck, cheek and chin were nicked with the four-blade-razor but were easily stopped with a splash of Brut stinging but effective Brut aftershave. (Can you see the eczema coming on? This photo was taken about 2 weeks ago).
4) were washed and medicated.
Germoloid Ointment was gently applied, with instant relief being the outcome. Phew!
5: Washing, then medicating poor little . I must get some more Germolene ordered!
6: Sounds like a simple job this next one – but Oh, No! Not with my regiment of ailments, it isn’t. Especially when trying to get a pair of the Morrisons PPs (Protection Pants) on. You see, my right leg has the , as well as the dodgy . The right leg (Well, they both are) is also gifted with a visa . Each foot had an . Socially-minded occupies each knee along with Cartilage girls Chloe & Carole. Naturally, there’s always, often more than once diurnally, , which can turn and off at will, confusing the brain completely – which tries to respond but does it with best guesses. I’m not kidding; there are times I’ve burnt a finger in the oven, and I felt nothing but could smell something burning (that would usually be a finger) until I looked at it, and the brain gets the message and passes it on to me about the pain, then it hurts like hell! Hahaha! I’d love to have a discussion with others who have PN. I read their letters on the HealthUnlocked site on the web. But have never read about anyone else getting this particular trait. I assume the diagnosis was right… but could it be something else I’ve got?

The sheer weight of the retaining fluids makes both limbs heavy to lift. PPs… Oh, I lost the plot there; I got carried away; sorry, I’m back to blogging.
If I’d got a microphone in the wet room, you’d have heard a bit of cursing, arghing, and swearing as I struggled to get the pants on! But I did it! .
7: Then, just the slippers and dressing gown to get on. “Just,” he says! I moved into the front room to get the slippers on to be safer. Which proved to be an excellent idea! Until… : Using the long shoe horn, I manoeuvred the end into the slipper, and standing on the extra-dodgy right leg, moved the left foot towards the slipper… At the optimum time to get me over, I gave way, and down I went… but at this stage, I’d like to blow my own trumpet – which is not easy, cause I don’t have one, Haha! I was impressed with my taking the precaution of entering the front room now!
I fell backwards into the c1966, £300, second-hand charity-shop bought, crumb-containing, odour-retaining, Harold’s Haemorrhoid-testing, nauseatingly beige coloured, non-working, virus-breeding recliner. That was better than going onto the floor! Mind you, started bleeding and had to be cleaned and medicated again.

That took me that long; the afternoon Carer arrived as I put on my dressing gown. I can’t tell how long it took me chronologically cause the battery in the wet room clock had died. I reckon it was close to three hours!
I can’t go on like this without some further costly help.

Waste bags.

It’s a wickedly lousy shot of the end car park.

The front view is not good either. Tsk!

The last banana and the best of the bunch, bought from Iceland. Only 25% of it was bruised.

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Are these bits floating in the wee-wee extracted from the catheter day bag, parts of my Prostate?

Evening shot from the kitchen window.

Later, the sun disappears…

Oh, dear, the legs didn’t look too good this morning.
(I just found the lost SD card).
Right leg on the left and visa-versa.
But betterer than yesterday!

One of Inchy’s famous mystery photos?

The end car park mudslide has nearly all gone.

Got a late meal. Of sorts, I just wasn’t interested much. I wanted much more to get some sleep in.
Didn’t enjoy this one at all.
The bin got most of it.
My fault!
Flavour-Rating: 2¼/10!

Washing the pots, and had to go for an early morning visit to the …
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What a change from this morning?

Down into the £300 second-hand shop bought nine years ago, c1966, discomfiting, alarmingly beige-coloured, crumb-containing, TV remote hiding, not working recliner.
In search of Sweet Morpheous!

But, No!
A totally unexpected series of gurgles from the inners, and I groped my way out of the £300, second-hand, musty, Haemorrhoid Harold Testing, cringingly beige, crumb-covered, not-working, rickety recliner.
Off to the wet room. En route, , right against the door corner and right into my
There was no time for pain; the rear end was struggling to prevent a premature evacuation from occurring. Just as well, I didn’t stop. Even more amazingly…
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Another reversal of evacuation modes?
It beats me: what is going on?

Cleaned up and got my head down again…
Soon drifted off, but not for long. The return of commencing his harassment, tugging at my guilt and errors… The Git!

I feel blessed for being so lucky as wot I am!

Inchy: Wednesday 18th October 2023 – Mentally disintegrating?

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I can’t even find the fish bones!
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Decent colour in the nocturnal pouch!

Lighter this morning… No, it’s not, I got up late!

My right leg looked a little battered?

Waste bags sorted.

Got the new drinkie in the cupboard for the nurses and carers to pick from. Keeping a list of those given out this year. I missed someone out last year. Tsk!

Well, that was unexpected.

Lunchtime treat.

A repeat evacuation for the first time in months.

The being-done-up for six months home has a ladder moved. Mayhap the builders have returned?

Carer Benjamin at work.

Gotten Himmel, changed again.
Getting regular summonings to the Throne?

My usual photographicalisationing skill showed through again on the evening snaps of the view.I got the colly wobbles?
I tried a close-up shot.
Ahem!

Midnight bag sorting again.

03:00hrs: Good Heavens – Again!
Well, seeing the time made me stop blogging
and make the meal of the day.

Oh, by the way…
Only went down as far as know.
Well-Done…
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A fine-looking feast was prepared.
It tasted foul! Not sure what I must
have got wrong, but, Eurgh!
Flavour-Rating: 1/10.
The gravy was okay.

TTFNski!