INCHY JUST MAY NEED HELP HERE?
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Testing.
Lighter than it was, I used the flash in error
A smidgeon of rain again last night.
Judging by the mudslide?
Front car park – made a mess of this one.
Blame 
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Kitchen window shot to the right.
The kitchen window shot to the left.
A later through-the-balcony shot.
Mudslide drying up quickly.
CorelDrawing, Odeing, then blogging for four or five hours.
Carers called. Nor phone calls, No Texts, no other callers.
And… this is true! Guess what went down only three times in
well over six hours?
Mug of Thompson Punjana tea…
and a pot noodle!
After the midday Carer, Rhamat called; she bought my laundry bag, bless her, as I was about to post the finished blog for yesterday to WP.
Now, time for the dreaded full-service
Shave, shower, nasal spraying, teggies, Germolene, Germoloid, Corticoid creaming of 
, Eye drops, and 
. Pain Gelling of 
, 
, and medicating the tube that is stuck in Little Inchy’s protuberance. (I cringed when I wrote that, you know!) Then when dried off with the towel, that came back from the laundry still damp earlier, Sprinkle some aftershave to stop the inevitable cuts and nicks I’ll get shaving. A splash-over with the Brut, eye-drops… Oh, I may use the 
as well… it’s overdue!
I May Be a While... Hahaha!
I’m back – it didn’t go very well!
Certainly not as planned or hoped for.
â‘ I thought I was in need, at long last, of the . I was wrong. I realised this after about 5 minutes of astronomically induced amounts of spurting (the pot noodle?) winds finally ended. I gave up!
â‘¡ Got the teeth done; results can be seen above after I’d got dressed, 2 hours later, abluted! Haha! 
â‘¢ Shaving: I dropped the canister of shaving foam, and it (as dropped things usually do for me) bounced off the side of the sink and fell right on the worst toe possible; My
!!!
â‘£ Getting into the bowl of water to do my feet medicationalisationing – I got a 
!
⑤ Into the shower, got the heat right, and dropped the shower gel bottle. I needn’t tell you what it landed on. OUCH!
â‘¥ My final 
occurred; I head-butted the shower power box. Getting a tiny little scar for the cut that I accrued. Tsk!
I did the medicationalisationing without any further injuries being suffered!
⑥ However, there was a late 
. Getting the Depend Protection pants on, I had a wobble getting the left leg into them. And 
against the floor cabinet corner… but remained on my feet! 
I had to put the still-damp returned dressing gown on, as it was the only one thick enough to wear, as the weather had suddenly changed. The wind was howling now. It suddenly went dark when Carer Benjamin had been here for five minutes. As he left, I took this snap from the kitchen window. As I opened those mentioned above, I thought I would get blown over, so strong was the wind.
Murky?
Later one…
As I began preparing the late nosh…
Nosh Sorted!
Prettily presented plate of provender…
Simply battered balls and potatoes.
No-Butter butter and BBQ sauce, put on each half a potato with a bit of salt and vinegar on the battered No-Fish fish balls. Bootiful! Taste Rating 808/10! Ate it all up, put the empty food tray on the carers table, and fell into a deep sleep! Not for long, though…
Carer Richard arrived to sort me out. Although, at the time, I recall only wanting to get back to my precious, in short-supply sleep. Hehe!
A STROKE OF LUCK! (At Last!).
Tonight, finally, after a week and two days, of farting about trying to get the Blepharitis Gel tube to work properly…
It dawned on my 
impaired brain what I was doing wrong! How the heck? I didn’t realise it before; it beats me! I’d tried to apply it to the eye pad like you would with a standard toothpaste tube. Then understood I had to press the thingamabob at the top to release the gel. 
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Ah, well!
As usual, being woken up again 
was no longer interested in letting me get back to my much-needed sleep. Humph! I nearly reached a state of stupefaction a few times, but on every occasion this happened, I’d burst awake with jolting, jarring, buffeting, twitch, tremor, juddering, judder! So, I cursed a little and gave up any idea of getting any sleep. And turned on the TV.
To find that replay football matches were on the channel.
This comforted me; the first of the new seasons’ Premiership League game highlights were showing. The first match was Chelsea v Liverpool. I nodded off into the land of nod in the game’s first minute.
Waking up with the regulation shuddering, flapping, and threshing about. Waking as the programme was finishing to realise I’d missed three other matches as they displayed the results as the programme closed
Spent what was left of the morning failing to get to sleep. At least the darned 
left me alone.
TTFNski!
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routines have been numerous.
On the bright side, though… erm… there must be a bright side… I’ll make one up, shall I? Oh, no… there was one! England Ladies Won their Match against the Mafia-Drug-Growers, Columbia! Only just mind.
Better colour today.
Poddled onto the balcony
Decent looking morning.
Made a brew of Thompson Punjana.
Ah, the urine is now flowingeth! 
. Still a good colour!
Took this shot through the glass
And this one…
Opened the window for this one.
Into the balcony for this one.
By the time I took this one of the end car park,
Kitchen Window Shots
A little later
Getting darker
The Sun is not done…
The Sun is not done…
The Sun is not done… Brilliant!
The notable difference within two minutes
Beautiful scene
Sunset completed; gone now!
Taste Rating: 8/10
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& 
on both eyes. Added the 
day pouch for me. 
After Benjamin had left, sleep was suddenly not an option.
were to blame!
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Blepharitis Infection Eye Gel applying problems. 
, the main guilty party is, the 
that was spouting puss a bit today. All of these are connected to 
which indicated that 
was responsible for them all. Schweinhund!
The delectable DVT Warfarin Anticoagulation Nurse came to take my blood for anoth
Which seemed much more understandable now.
Another hour and a half and the total to date was…
Up to now, the internet had gone down…
Internet Outages Applied by Inchy!
Spouting fluid
Waste Bins Sorted
Early morning kitchen view
I’m not sure why I took this one? 
After ablutions kitchen view
Went a little dark as the afternoon loomed.
Then brightened up. Bootiful clouds
Slowly darkened as it got later.
delights
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Failures had reached…
No fish fish-sticks and fishless prawns. Canned garden peas, nice tomatoes, yellow & red, roast potato chunks done in the oven with olive oils sprayed on them, vinegared and salted on the plate, no sauce needed tonight. I then proceeded to eat the feast… and created a new record!
Peas went off wandering every time, I was still finding them on the floor that 
How Gorgeous!
on this one.
gave me a break, and 
no bother at all! 
on both, but it made no difference; it’s still a painful nuisance this morning. 
♥ Here she is with me in the flat. ♥
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Not a lot of it, and dark coloured too! 
Waste bags sorted.
The was better!
First mug of Glengettie!
Computer on.
But not for long.
Aha, the Iceland food arrived to restock the freezer from my 
in leaving the door open for nine hours! Three bags of food were destroyed. Tsk!
The driver kindly carried the bags into the kitchen for me.
As I was getting the frozen things in the freezer first…
The watch strap broke. So I put it down on the counter, and continued to get the food in the freezer sharpishly!
Biscuits Galore. Not for me of course; they are for the Carers and nurses due Friday and next week.
Coffees (For the carers of course), Rustlers for Carer Richard. Potatoes and bread for me
Savoury nibbles in the plastic ottoman.
I got a new strap on the wristwatch.
Good Morning
Good later Morning
Good Afternoon
Late Afternoon.
Sunset One
Late Sunset Two…
Early Morning
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Scoffed it all up. Flavour-Rating 7.5/10
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I do recall nearly taking a tumble when I caught the catheter night bag’s long tube. Hehe!
Parkers below from the balcony.
So a lot of cleaning up to do!
Waste bins sorted.
Laundry.
One for me, one for the pot…
Should I save some for later?
Not made into the saucepan?
The battered balls had to be thrown away.
Oh, missed this morning’s front car park photo off!
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Kitchen ahead.
Kitchen zoom in on the City Hospital.
Balcony end car park view.
Ablutions – Porcelain Throning.
Rubbish Bags Sorted.
First Mug of Glengettie Tea.
Asda, email with a list of shortages for today’s order.
Cheesy curls for the week.
Got stored away.
Well stocked?
Plenty of choices for them now.
Shelled some pod peas, and added them to the rice and veg. Sea salt, and veg Oxo. 
Tested them after adding a can of chunky veg soup
and kindly hung up the dressing gowns for me. ♥
to check on the taps (faucets) and cooker. I’m so glad I did, I’d left the small hob on from cooking the meal
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failing.
Night pouch.
About a 4 on the NHS Richter-Scale
The quantity was higher, though!
Waste bags.
Ablutions.
Bootiful!
CorelDrawing.
Cleaning the hob.
Waste of time, that was.
Iceland Delivery..
Food, Glorious Food!
More Food, Glorious Food!
Early evening.
Meal.
Later sunset!
Second mug of Glengettie!
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I realised also that the tablet Finasteride, for reducing my prostate size so I might be 
able to see of my own accord through Little Inchie, is a morning one, but it didn’t look like them? I discovered a strip of Warfarin tablets was put back in the Finasteride box!
What, me… Worried?
Removed the night pouch, initially with ease…
As I got up right after bending, two of my ailments had a go at me at the same time. 
. I ended up falling backwards, onto the £300, second-hand, decrepit, Haemorrhoid Harold-testing, sleep-deterring, nauseatingly beige-coloured, not-working, recliner, with a hell-of-a-thud!
, onto the Protection Pants, the new dressing gown and trickling down the back of my legs! 
I used the ready torn-off kitchen towelling to clean things up a bit. No Germoloiding yet, as my plan was to get an early ablutioning session and also needed the Porcelain Throne.
I wrapped the bloodied stuff and pants wrapped in a blue bag and put them in the waste bag. Then off to the wet room.
soon stopped leaking.
Well, without my glasses on, the towel sort of blended into the white of the WC. Haha! 
My rear-end Whoopsiedangleplops was tended to first. Not bleeding now, but tender to touch or sit down for a while. Hehe! The ointment eased things considerably for me.
Areas attached to 
, knees, and around the privates’ department were well-smeared.
Little 
was painfully creamed. (It always is!)
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This one was taken through the glass.
Methinks the front room needs tidying up?
Back into the wet room to have another look for the missing long-distance spectacles.
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Oligarchs failing on the notepad. Gone down again. It now stands at…
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It looked okay, and smelt nice… but was
The potatoes were tasteless, with far too much garlic. The chunks were also bland and tough to chew!
I had, what I consider to be one of my worst (Most Painful) ever, 
. I used so much bad language and got a sore throat afterwards! I’m only joking, I didn’t get a sore throat!) I did take this photographicalisation of the evening view, from the kitchenette window, though.
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Great balls of fire! 
 
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I rose around 02:00hrs and took off the night catheter bag from the 
water tap running cold as you like. Self-condemnation and hatred spouted from my mind and loins, I was annoyed with me! This was despite having a sign up in the hallway opposite 
the door, that Carer Richard had kindly done and stuck up on the airing cupboard door for me to use to remind myself and other carers. As I said earlier, thank heavens I’d not left the plug in 
the sink! Could have been a lot worserer, I suppose. Humph! I took these two terribly bad photos of the morning view from the kitchenette window. Then cleaned up the mess in the sink and draining board. 
I got the waste bags sorted ready, and went to get the computer on… always a nerve-shattering thing, hope that Liberty Global will, might, maybe it’ll work… But No! I should have known better than that, shouldn’t I?
It was not having the quick solutions to come back on this morning. In the end, I had to lose what bit of work I’d done on CorelDraw, WordPress and the Ode – Spit, Spit, Spit!
could come back on in ten minutes or so. 
shared a little control with 
again. Not a lot! The thing that puzzled me a smidgeon, was the three shades of brown in the two torpedoes? One of them was almost black
I got my first mug of Glengettie made and enjoyed it. A lovely strong brew! Have way through gulping it down and 
chimed out as the Carer arrived for the first visit. It was the new gal, Marilyn or Maria I think her name is. Nice gal; we managed a few minutes of chin-wagging in between. Nice lady.
Both, as you can see, came out weirdly reflective, if that’s the right word. I wonder what I did wrong this time?
Made the semi-prepared meal. The spuds were done in the slow cooker, halved and a splatter of BBQ sauce was applied. The fresh garden peas with a bit of mint in them were gorgeous!
Lips, faces, & a spear?
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Up and at them… well…
Night Pouch.
Oh, dear… not so good.
Morning view.
Asda (Walmart) Delivery.
Drinkies for The bladder.
Food!
More food!
Medical, Laundry & Washing.
I knocked some cans while adding them to the display…
Clouds for a pareidolia.
Pod pea shelling in the afternoon.
Later clouds for a pareidolia.
Super-Nosh!
The ankle looked easier and less inflamed.
Late Sunset.