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Slightly darker, but within range.
The pins & plates look good.
The first job after removing g the night punch from the 
, was the need of the 
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handled the lugging of the water from the kitchen sink to the wet room well today.
A mystery photo. As some pictures disappear into the ether from the SD Card, some get taken either by Alto-Ego, or me accidentally. Hehe! Part of the kitchen, I think?
Computing; Got the early photos loaded and went on CorelDraw to titivate the not-so-good ones… But…
Back on, and I finished the current photo editing, and I started to get them on file. This was about ten minutes after Liberty-Global Virgin Media’s first failure…
Bashed away and got the Friday blog done, over the next hour or thereabouts; Then...
AGAIN!
Carer Chris arrived. Eye drops and medicationing are seen too. No need for the Phorpain this time…
Was being a good gal!
Did the 
. Started the Ode for today …
Farcical! Maddening!
An hour later…
Fed up to the back teeth.
And I’ve got one of them left in there!.
Carer Chris returned. Meds and Eye drops.
Sneaked this photo on him, and asked him (with a grin on my face) if he was on a gambling site, sex line or Alcoholics Anonymous members site. He smiled back, and he said; “Yea!”
Hahaha! That made me larf!
I gave up on the computer and got some rather earlier than normal nosh cooked and served up, and served up.
With some air-fried potatoes as a side.
Flavour Rating: 705/10..
Saw that off swiftly!
Washed the pots.
Wiped around the kitchenette.
Feeling the lack of sleep now, I decided to try and catch up on some, because. So, the Computer turned off, and I got down in the £300, bought eight years ago from the second-hand shop, Harold Haemorrhoid testing, repugnantly beige-coloured, crumb containing, virus-breeding, acne-giving, rickety, none-working recliner, to try to get some shut-eye, because…
Went down again. Wonder if Fries feels bad about this?
As if the gentleman (Slip of the tongue), was or is the slightest bit interested in my, or any other unfortunate customer of…
Could he give a toss?
No! The Wheeler-Dealer, number crunching, figure-bending, brilliant Smoke & Mirrors manipulator is far too busy for anything such as namby-pamby customer satisfaction. He’s far too busy on stock markets, NYSE, SSE, BSE, HKEX, TSE, JSE, ADX, MOEX, & other stock exchanges, Credit Unions, Middle-Men-Money-Manipulators, & investing his $26 million salary with bonuses in shares for the best growth, I imagine?
Of course, a small element of jealousy is involved!
Got the TV on. Thinking it might, as it usually does, helps me fall asleep when the commercials come on. It didn’t.
An old car programme came on. And they were selling an old Ford Zepher, two-tone in cream and a maroonish red
Memory prompting. My mate at the time and I bought one between us, and we both loved it. But, it didn’t work out well, due to the increase (due to the availability of the car for lifts), in females showing an interest in us both. We fell out over whose turn it was to use it, and he had the money to buy my half of the car, and I never saw him again.
Carer Chris came for the last call. Painkillers, eye drops, and attached the night pouch onto the. We both forgot about the Phorpain Gel for .
I got back on the computer to do some work on this blog.
Ha!
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Gave up again, I’ll try to get up early in the morning to get this finished off.
Took the above picture of the sun on its way down.
And got into the second-hand, £300, charity shop bought, crumb-retaining, microorganism-microbe producing, gungy, moth-eaten, beige-coloured, non-working, bacillus encouraging, incommodious, Haemorrhoid Harold testing, c1968 recliner. Despite my tiredness, I just could not nod off!
Took another sky shot later on…
Then I had another go at getting to sleep.
One heck of a dream! I’ll relate it in the morning – notes made ready to use. Back to sleep…
TTFNski, each
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REPEATEDLY
IT IS NOW $26m!
And the face & cheek to put advertisements like this on the TV?
For some reason, the flat seemed very lonely as I responded to the need for the 
was still in charge of the innards.
and 
in unison. 
Grossly unfortunate with the timing. 
on the seat leg
Were belatedly carried out.
I took this photo while cursing, swearing and waiting for the reset box to work again.
Car parking for Billum at The Manor Laboratories.
I missed this one, sorry. Took it earlier in the morning.
Changing colours over the 15 minutes or so.
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When I got home from the bank, I rushed and got back onto the blog catching up. Four hours later (now), I have just got it back on again, after SIX sickening service severances, that cost me time, as with no Liberty-Global Virgin signal, I could not save any of the work I’d done and had to do it all again. 
Malignance, dislike, execration, and revulsion flowed from my brain, and loins, for the Liberty-Global, and its smoke & mirrors, money-manipulating, camouflaged-dealings, mere façade, ulterior-motivated $24m salaried Mr Fries
06:00hrs: Woke, Struggled, but took the night pouch off of 
tackle.
Wee’ scale chart!
bank. Then realised I needed a good scrub-up and shave, freshening and certain delicate areas were in need of some medicationalisationing.
tended to. Other than a few extra nicks shaving, and, I’m afraid, 
, things went very 
well, with the ablutioning!
emergency, and will not arrive to mend it until 7th July, 3 months after it was first reported. 
The IV bruise on the back of the right hand had faded a lot. Drying my back with the towel I hit that hand against the sink, I hardly felt it at all. 
I got the PPs & trousers on without much hassle. Carer Kara came. And kindly spent a minute or two checking that I’d got things in hand for the bank visit. Bless her!
Pleased to see I still had a good stock of soda water and spring water. I’m drinking a minimum of 3 bottles a day now. Gathered the things, ready in the trolley in the hallway, then checked on the stove and taps to make sure I’d turned them all off – which I had. Another 
‘s Performance left me a little unsteady, but I’ve had a lot worse. 
Back to Davies Road to the pick-up point. A long wait. During this, I took a photo of Carer Chris. A good-looking, tall, young lad. 
I took this rather nice photograph of the evening scene. Amazing how it shows up with a brown hue. Cause to my eyes, it looked blue? But it’s still a lovely view. 
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A superior effort this one was.
For sanity, another blow,
Then the bank sent this email. It confused the already confused Inchie, a bit.
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, a complete reversal. 
, I’ve never had so many in a day in my life! Still, no Falls or tumbles today – I didn’t have time really to fit any in. Haha! 
Feet and urine were nearly the same colour this morning.
Usual early activities.
Remembered the underarm cream.
Waste bags collated.
Now, one mug of tea is permitted. But I can have as many decaffeinated ones as I like.
View from the computer chair.
could do me. But, I am a little nervous when using cash machines. I must thank Kara for helping… 
was affecting my concentration… Eventually, the flat cleared, and the computerisationing was once again tackled
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has never been better!
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For the first time ever, Colin was affecting both hands and fingers! Naturally, I coped in my usual pain-bearing way. Being the calibre of man that I am. (Cough, cough!) Any wailing noises heard by my neighbours would likely have been in my sleep while having a nightmare. 
Here is the drip tray with the night bag in it, catching the state of my water-leaking, one swollen, one not, legs. With Lymphorrhoea Leslie, Odious Odema Diana, and the ankle ulcer; leaking fluid and the odd tiny globules of 
A slightly better measure in the bag, especially for five hours.
Naturally, the tea was decaffeinated. Again, 
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Well, I knew today may well break the time taken record again. I was right! You see, I’d been walking about the flat for ages without any socks or slippers on. That is because it’s such a hell of a painful arduous task getting them on. (Pity-Search-here?)
As I reach up to get the shower thingamabob, my feet slipped on the bottom of the bowl…
Apart from agony from the bum, 
pouring blood, a bruised knee, 
, both 
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❽ Then, the painful and impossible one! Daktacorting Little Inchies Fungal Lesion. Which is usually the trickiest of them all, pain-wise and tactically.
Having the Catheter tube inserted, and refitted so often over the last… how long has it been? It must be three or four months by now; it has and is nigh-on impossible to get the cream where it is needed to stop the bleeding. Unfortunately, it is easy to get the medication onto one’s testicles. 
Getting into the protection pants!
. Many tears happen when I do this, and I have to start again, win, 
, even 
can stop any chance of using the blood-causing Glenda anymore.
and 
pool together, to somehow make me forget to ask the Carer to help me get socks, shoes, or trousers on, on the day needed.
Well, what a record… 2hrs-25minutes
Little Inchie off again, poor little mite!
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You may not hear/read this very often again…
It was later than usual as well. And I cannot recall waking up with the usual jumps, jolting, jarring, buffeting, or twitching very often, only a handful of times. The miracle was not 
having any interference from 
I thought I’d try to tidy up the Carers desk, in the hope that I could think of a system for doing the eye drops so as not to miss any of them. 
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As I bent down to Hoover the carpet underneath the table, I 
, not that it bothered me, of course. I scoffed at it, grinned and then a belated time-warped pain arrived from the 
. Swear? Curse? Spit? Me? Well… yes I did a bit, actually.
I sorted the four waste bins out into one black one. And hobbled with it to the front door. I knew the start today was too good! 
to jump in and get me to lose my balance, assisted by 
. Great! 
Now I’ve broken the new two-week-old varifocal spectacles, as I caught my forehead on the corner of the wall! 
. But all these things are down to either the Mysteries of Woodthorpe Court, with the hobgoblins, spectres, gnomai, phantasms, ghosts, the grotesque succubae, extraterrestrials, ectoplasms, spirits, or the Fata Morganas, that have been sent to taunt, irritate and terminate my already limited saneness of mind, or my born with and have onto ever since, Bloody Bad Luck! I suppose that 
has to take his share of the blame as well. 
Well pissed off, and I went to get a bottle of water from the kitchen fridge. Lovely shade to the misty view this morning.
and took this snapshot.
Made a mug of Glengettie and got the computer on. Carer Candis arrived, so the tea was allowed to get cold again. I have done that regularly recently. Nice to see her again.
same products, which I had to pay full price for. Hey-Ho! 
have to try and find out about this.
but some distance away.
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Trotsky was in charge again. 
Aha! The Iceland order cometh.
Again the shortbreads were on offer, as were the cookies, and Carers ice cold coffees
The baking potatoes were expensive. The baby new potatoes were too as it happens. Look fresh, though!
The meat ends ham 3 for £5 all came. One for me, One for Carer Kara & one for neighbour Josie. That’s the plan! Hehe! I’ll 
see if we like the ‘Free’ strawberry yoghourt later. Same distribution plans for them.
I can get Kara to pass it on to someone who will get benefit from it. Got the fridge filled as well.
My last job with the foodstuffs was to top up the Nurses’ and Carers’ nibble & drinkies shelves.
An especially good-looking meal was prepared.
chimed out, and Carer came in
Had a go on the computer, but had several more 
brown-outs from famously inept mob from USA Liberty-Global. The number crunchers and Smoke & Mirrors Oligarchs.
failures today, up to seven.
. I wished him a thank you and a good break. I think he said he’s back on Saturday. A good lad.
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Then noticed the legs. The left one was flaming bloated, massive, the right all skinny. And, water was spouting out of both leg ulcers and the papules on the left one. Tsk!
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I took another look a few minutes after sorting the bags out, and the water was still coming out of the ulcers and papules. Although more slowly than earlier.
it was the Carer. I was Gobsmacked at the time. He’s not been informed of the changes. He said he’d inform whoever was coming next time; it was not midday, but 13:30hrs or thereabouts. To get back on schedule. to give the four-hour break. The gal arrived near midday. 
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Found this snap I took early this morning.
The White Toe End
The Hallway
Little & Large…
Bottom Car Park
Today’s Mystery Photo?
Rain on the way, methinks?
The clouds still hold a beauty for me
Pareidolian’s Delight
Back to the kitchen window as the rain started.
Naturally, I took these through the window.
Good Heavens, Little & Large again.
Ah!… I wonder if this almost poisonous-tasting medicine, combined with the new Optha eye drops, could be what’s causing my taste buds to revolt? Hehehe!
A pincer movement attack this time – both hands and fingers.
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Took the one above later on, of the 
This was later when I found I could read one of the leaflets with bigger print now. Great! It said that after 48hrs from the procedure, I could remove the patch, but must wear it at night when sleeping. Huh, took me ages to get it back on as well – but seconds to remove it.
The back of the hand was looking calmer now.
These must have been from yesterday?
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as I tried to dislodge my bulk from the c1966, charity-shop-bought, second-hand, wincingly grotty, beige coloured, not working, TV remote hiding, crumb-covered from the nocturnal nibblings, ancient itch-making, uncomfortable, virus breeding, easy-to-fall-out-of, recliner. I had a few, actually, to be right! I
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The eyes, hand, 
, have given me much hassle today. So I got stuck into blogging just cause I love it and wanted some escape from the pressures of old age, ailments and my new-found-again self-pity moments. 
Dark urine again this morning.
It didn’t get much better.
The Carer took a shot of the eye while the pad and cover were washed… not successfully, though.
She got the things back on.
Soon got it sorted for me.
Lunchtime view.
The plates & pins look good!.
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Caught the sunsets end.
♥ You can see why I love her. ♥
It’s now gone 03:15 hours already.
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Thursday 
Not much urine in the night bag.
Tried to picture the buttercups and daises on
Got an early dinner breakfast.
arrived and got the medications given to me. I asked Sam if she knew if they had managed to find me a carer to go with me to the hospital, as they (QMC) insisted upon. But she didn’t know or not. I pressed on. Only about an hour before the lift was due, I found out when they rang me, telling me to meet the carer in the lobby.
lift, and met the Carer. 
The Carer and I were dropped off at the entrance doors.
Which revealed something that gave that chaos a grave expression. Danged if I heard what it was he said fully.
A good bruise on the back of the right hand. And called Meridian to let them know I was back at the prison…
Care Handover Document.
Eye Drops – They will need a carer to do them for me; four times a day I think it is needed. With my 
and 
, it’s too dangerous for me to do it… that and the taping back on of the eye patch.
I can’t get the glasses on over the patch at the moment. But think it should be possible once the swelling goes down. So my vision is not good. I can see now why they told me to have a Carer stay with me for 24hrs. But with the short notice given for the procedure, it couldn’t be done. I still appreciate them getting someone to go with me, though.
The tape soon fell off of the eye pad. I 
The pouch suddenly started filling up at a rate of knots, as soon as I got back to drinking the spring water.
Did all the calls for eye-patching and medicating. 
The one sunset photo I managed. I pressed lightly on the patch to make sure any bright light was avoided, as ordered.
The patchwork by 
Chris stood up well!
Yesterdays bruise
This morning!
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as I bent to empty
day pouch. Refilling the WC’s non-working water tank, and started 
off pain-giving. 
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arrived. Got the eye drops done and did a good job on getting the eye patch back on, and jelled the back pain. Thanks, gal!
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Not a good job. 
hit me unexpectedly; she sometimes gives a little shudder first so I can prepare for her attack; but not this time, and…
I poke myself right in the cataracted eye!
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I had another go at securing the lens cover…
Look s like I may have hit the head on the tumble as well?
I’m in pain.
Got the email prepared. It looked good and tasty to me.
