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With my weird sleep problems over the last three days, I have partially lost my appetite for doing this blog.
Unbelievably, even to me, I was beginning to feel sleepy on the first Carers call this morning. By the time midday came around and the second call, I was fighting to stay awake! I forgot to hold the tissue in the eye after the drops; I felt half-out of it. I’d not even started on this blog by then. I’m going to call the doctor on Monday morning; this is getting to me; every following day since Wednesday, I began to droop earlier! I’ve never had so much sleep in my life, yet I still feel drained mentally and so tired?
I’ll do my best with it, but it’ll probably be far away from my usual wittiness and fun-loving quips being put in.
Here goes:
At least Victor had opened the valve on the day bag after fitting the night bag for me.
Off to the wet room for the evacuationing…
Still as messy as heck. TT is in control.
Blimey, I’m getting short of toilet paper! The two-and-a-half rolls left won’t last long at this rate. Haha!
Wonder if this is owt do with the sleep-craving problem?
The legs were much improved. Grrreat!
Off to make a brew of possibly the world’s finest-tasting medicine, Glengettie. Warming the mug first, making sure that the
whole cream milk was used, just a drop, mind you. Left the teabag to brew, stirring all the while. I could smell the delicious brew wafting up… I got the tongues and extracted all the flavour from the teabag, then…
The milk bottle slipped in response to 
jiggling my body’s right side. I grabbed at the bottle, which had the top put back on… and was on the verge of going into a 
, as of all ailments, 
kicked-off, and I knocked the perfect mug of Glengettie off of the cabinet, onto the floor, via my left foot’s 
, spilling in every possible hiding place it could find! Did I swear? Yes!
Got the mess cleaned up in my usual happy-go-lucky singing away manner. 
Made another mug of Glengettie. Very carefully!
It tasted amazing and went down well.
Got the computer on…
The day is getting worse now…
The second call was from Carer RO, a nice gal. But I can’t hear what she’s saying much. Helped me out when emptying the catheter pouch and got the wobbles from 
, saved me from another mess, bless her.
Late afternoon clouds…
Not sure why I took this one; it looks like the one above?
Hey-Ho!
Blogging for ten minutes, then…
Back on again… for 15 minutes.
Doing better today… up to now!
Firefox went down!
Well, fancy that!
Took me hours to get it back on. No idea how I did it anyway, but all tabs had disappeared! Miffed!
The skies were now in a threatening mode.
Beautifully, though; rain is to come again, I just know.
I transferred the potatoes from the crock-pot to a saucepan with the chunky veg soup in it. Sliced a few tomatoes. Added a splurt of the Winiary seasoning liquid.
A drop more sea salt and a dash of BBQ sauce. Next, the most important ingredient was added and stirred in with some gusto.
Left it to marinade on the lowest setting, nipping back into the kitchen to give it regular stirs.
The rain came when I was about to return to cry over the pathetic computer mess!
It started coming…
Fine rain heavily for half an hour or so…
Then we had a ten-minute, even heavier downpour.
Carer Kevin arrived and soon had me sorted out
I checked on the chunky vegetable soup and got it served up.
By Jimminee, my appetite made a comeback tonight!.
I’d thought I’d made too much at first, but No!
I gobbled up the lot of it. And ate all of the Milk Roll bread… the strawberry cheesecake too!
Carer Richard arrived for the last call of the day.
He was just starting his shift, so naturally, his ebullient wit had not kicked in yet. Hehe!
I looked at the Freeview listings and noticed Death Wish 2 was on in ten minutes. Got the pots washed in a hurry… this was not a good idea at all! 
I dropped the tray while putting things in the sink to wash. The only solid thing tumbling was the knife – which managed to land on me.
Bending down to retrieve the utensil, I coated my chin against the edge of the sink.
Having continued hastily washing the pots so as not to miss the film’s start, I knocked the bowl off the sideboard. No injuries with this one. Worth mentioning?
I got back into the second-hand, £300, c1968, overwhelmingly sickening beige coloured, tatty, uncomfortable, wobbly, germ-producing, falling to pieces, food residue collecting recliner, and got the TV on again. To find I’d misread the TV menu, but it was not Death Wish 2, but Lethal Weapon 2.
Fair enough, I settled while the adverts were on, 15 minutes of the film were missed. Got myself a bag of cheese curls and a bottle of soda water to hand, and the film restarted after the commercials… Then fell into a deep sleep. To wake up, as the credits were scrolling the screen as the movie ended!
Then, after four nights of precious sleep, I assume thanks to the chloroform in the Minims eye drops, now finished; the darned annoying and alarming nasty Thought Storms started again!
After four hours of nodding and jumping awake, I gave up and got up! Not that this bothers a man of my distinctly accepting and casual style. 
Toodle-Oo!
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Amazed to see that the night bag had no urine in it!
Decent colour bearing in mind the retention in the bladder had caused a backflow. My stomach was aching a bit, but it soon eased after emptying it out.
An early-morning photo from the kitchen.
Two hours later, rain!
Hurrah! Got the daft soft slippers on!
Made a mug of tea, no biscuits dunked!
Within two hours, the 5th…
Took this snap and made a pot noodle meal. That’s all I could manage being so tired, and I wasn’t really hungry then. I still reckon the new Chloramphenicol eye drops are the cause of my weariness and lack of desire for food. I’ve only had three biscuits dunked in the tea, in the last three days?
Took these snaps of the mini mudslide in the car park.
The weather brightened up for the first time tonight.
. Eye drops and painkillers were issued.
I took this from the kitchen window.
Why have I needed three, messy, light-brown evacuations; When I’m not eating? Could this also be down to the 
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On waking up, before nodding off again!
Woke up once more, night bag looking good. Got it detached and emptied,
The new 
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A few nicks shaving. As expected
Cleaned and refreshed, and feeling rather good after a broken but long sleep, even on the aged, grotty-looking c1966 made, charity-shop-bought, horribly beige-coloured, £300, Harold’s Haemorrhoid-testing, non-operational, acne-giving, virus-breeding, rickety, easy-to-fall-out-of recliner. But I knew it wasn’t going to last long.
overdoing the pinch of basil, as the lid shot off!
A good stir to dissipate it…
Not that it did much dissipating.
Made a brew and onto the computer.
The
The Internet had not returned yet.
A close-up.
Wide shot to the left.
finally returned, and I grafted away at the Thursday blog.
Angel Nurse Hristina arrived and got the blood taken.
The rain resined, and as I was taking this photo…
And some peas to the mix.
Wunderbar!
A delightful nosh, Rated at an 8.9 on the Taste-Rating
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Mayhap the oddest day of the week so far.
Up in the sky.
Sun coming up from behind.
The landline flashed. It was Phlebotomy Nurse Hristina. To tell me she would call tomorrow morning to take the Warfarin INR blood sample for analysis. ♥
Nibbles
Frozen favourites!
Fresh food treats!
Drinkies to help the bladder
Fridge refilled now
I was hoping to give manual wee-weeing a go, and that I could pass water voluntarily again. With the (hopefully) now-reduced in size Prostate. If the tablets had worked.
Naturally, my being the brave, heroic sort of young man, there was no grimacing, chewing of the cushion on the c1966, £300, second-hand charity-shop bought, crumb-containing, odour-retaining, Harold’s Haemorrhoid-testing, nauseatingly beige coloured, non-working, virus-breeding recliner which I was sat on, howls of pain, nor exclamations of any sort, like, ARRGH! or anything of that nature while the tube went in.
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Simple food for a simple man. Hehe!
I woke up, and he was on his mobile.
and hobbled into the kitchenette for safety checks. Being so tired, I thought I may have left a tap running, a door open on the fridge or oven on from cooking the potatoes. All was okay.
To my Pareidolia’s Delight, I spotted what looked to me like a shrimp in this photograph. Can you see it?
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I checked on the day pouch contents with a view to emptying the pouch. The colour of it caught me out, and seemed too dark suddenly, compared to the night pouches urine.
It was still flowing in.
The traffic was heavy with queues to get into the EENT department. She had to drop me away from the unit and walked me in through the doors, bless her.
Another good long deep examination. Difficult at times cause I could not hear what he was saying, and moved in the wrong direction a few times. But he was also understanding with me. 
, and put some in so I can start the course in the morning.
I meandered around taking sneak photos.
Exiting patients from other departments.
Can’t recall taking this one of Three-Wheel-Walker Willie, or why?
Are folks awaiting lifts?
Taxi.
Turned back to go inside again.
This boulder was used by smokers going out for a break methinks. Hehehe!
Took this selfie.
Then the absolute pleasure of taking off my shoes.
Gorgeous!
To the left a bit.
To the right…
and close-up!
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this morning.
An excellent shade of urine!
Not much rain last night, and no dog to watch bathing in it!
, which was very messy and phooey…
I went to make a brew of Glengettie.
Bootiful!
drops inserted. I remembered this time to stick my finger in the eye for three minutes.
Doing well, aren’t they!
Earlier shot from the computer chair, that I’d missed.
The oddest ever trip to the Throne this was… well, maybe not!
I really thought that 
was losing his grip on the evacuations. For things didn’t seem to want to start moving, naturally, I thought this could mean a cement torpedo or two… but no! After a good ten or twelve minutes on the crossword 
puzzle..
Got the potatoes on the boil…
And took this picture.
Then the above snap of the legs, feet and toes.
, either! However: 
Cheese & onion pasties, potatoes, peas and beetroot.
Went to get the evening’s ablutions done – No Hot Water!
Wonderful view!
Close-up of the wonderful view.
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Pleased with the urine shade, though there was not much of it.
That should have concerned me, but it didn’t.
Into the kitchenette. to get the kettle on to make a brew of Glengettie. Something else different here. Normally, with my restriction to two mugs a day, I would not have made one so early in the day. (I got up at 0335hrs) The sky was a lovely blue.
diverted me to the wet room.
I even had time for a few minutes of cross-wording.
I even managed things using just a third of the toilet roll.
on some of them. More later.
1300hrs
14:00hrs
15:00hrs. See anything in this one? You must?
15:10hrs. Raining a bit…
And the one below, a few minutes later.
Nothing like it looked colourwise, But you can see a man or bear in the left cloud? Or the hand rising? Or is it just me? Hehe!
Aniseed medicine. Spit! Haha!
A dog investigating the mudslide water…
Decide it was bath time, and had a jolly-good jumping-about session. The tail wagging furiously! Great!
Carer Chris took these two for me, catching the shiny rooftop on one house as it caught the sun. Must have sun-power-shields?
Puffer clouds high in the sky – I love them.
Lower, the skyline ribbon. With its fingers pointing up skywards, beasts and I see the abominable cloud-man. Haha!
18:20hrs: An open oyster there?
21:40hrs: Getting the late meal sorted, and captured this late sunset shot. Bootiful!
I find the delicious not-butter, butter, tastier than any proper butter. 10/10 Taste-Rating!
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The pains from the left hip were the worst ever. Thus my concentration and mistakes were at a maximum,
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Three Porcelain Throne visits, every one of them Trotsky Terence controlled. (It didn’t half take me a lot of time to clean up after each call!)
Night Pouch.
Waste bags made up.
Photo of yesterday’s meal found.
YESTERDAY’s PAREIDOLIA PHOTO
Many 
Despite the occasional agony from the infected right leg wound, the feet and legs looked calmer?
View from the computer desk through the balcony.
I went onto the balcony, and the mudslide shot first.
Then the front car park.
3-hours later, the 
Inside of the limb.
With my leg turned in… I’ll not try doing
A good downpour late in the afternoon.
With a special self-treat to follow…
Vegan Icecream!
And very nice too! Not overstrong, perfect!
Total failure count, as of now, only…
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Nottingham Forest legs – Red & White. Hehe! Things seemed to be going well! So I made for the wet room to do me
and to visit the Things went well!
Although 
after such a good start, the hip started playing up again. Worries me a smidgeon that does. Just my remembering last week’s four tumbles in four days..
, I had to hasten back to the wet room, and Carer Richard arrived as I entered the door limpingly. I muttered I was sorry but have to carry on.
Plenty of images were spotted in these two
Then a wider shot
And it came out in B&W?
This was one of the best ‘Article-Item-Face’ finding pareidolia session photos of the year.
My first thought was the whole picture could be a map of Europe in the future.