Non-Epileptic Seizures – Page 66

Inchy: Thursday 22nd February 2024

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IN BRIEF
Horrible Day!
Half of it was lost in the mental ether.
Thank heavens for a few photographs.
Some triggered the memory black box, though.
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Up.

Pouring down out there.

The car park flooded again.

Oh, dear!

Another change in mode.

Carer Chris arrived. Nocturnal pouch was taken off, diabetic socks were put on, and medications were given. The lad was treated, and off he went.

ELECTRICAL SAFETY CHECK

A young friendly gentleman rang the door chime.
He was the man to do the electricity safety checks. He was here for three hours. But that includes the help he gave me with the TV remote and checks he did on all of the plugs, at least five, that were fitted to things when the speed merchant who fitted the new fibre system, TV, landline and internet, (which costs me four times as much as the one that would not work). This was after the internet went down, and he didn’t tell me I had an extra landline, which he put on the floor, or that the telephone number had been changed.

WordPress just froze, and I lost a ton of work!
No idea what I did wrong or keys hit in error. Well pissed off now! I’d just finished the blog, too!
It’s so late now too. I’ll get the photos on again, but can’t remember what I commented on. Grrr!
Nothing ever goes right!

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The ceiling is marked for the new to come-in month’s fire alarm to be fitted.

Paperwork to sign.

The Peripheral Neuropathy Finger Mangling came on, and the chap took a photo of it. Hehe!

Note to Doctor!
I bought the pics before Obergruppenfurheress Nurse told me to stop eating bread & potatoes.
Naturally, as soon as these wicked foodstuffs are used up, I won’t be buying any more!

The night view… Gorgeous!
Grrreat!
I do love this view!

Fare Thee All Well!

Inchy: Wed 21 Feb 2024 A quixotic day, today

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Best of both traits? Hehe!

Mudslide from the park.

Ayup, here comes the rain again.

Day pouch soon filled up!

A new pattern design from the automatic warping fingers of . I’ve no control over the digits at all. No wonder I’m making so many mistakes typing and dropping things.

A Great Vagueness followed.
No idea which Carer called or what I did or didn’t do for about four hours. I do recall worrying about the electrical checks due tomorrow… but I was unclear why? Maybe losing the internet connection?

Late evening sky…
Gorgeous!

I saw a few figures in these shots.

No evacuation boredom for me.
A difference on every visit. Hehe!

This was not good!
Looks like a spot of blood in the dark, misty-looking urine on this last emptying out of the . Oh, dearie me!

I found a jar of frankfurter sausages in the cupboard and decided to have them in the wholemeal cobs with a few chips. It looked pretty good…
However, the sausages tasted rank!
I trashed them after the first bite.
But ate the rolls and chips.
I gave a decent score because, for once, the chips and bread both tasted absolutely fantastic! I later discovered that the jar of sausages were dated use-by-Nov 22!
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Inchy: Sunday 18th February 2024

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My mood today was, erm… how do I explain it without repeating myself? Nothing went right, yet nothing went disastrously. I was already so far behind with everything, at the time I seemed to have a ‘Sod-It’ temperament. Which slowly, as the day went on, transformed into one of self-pity, self-cussing and a search for some intoxicant, to calm myself down.
Had I known what awaited me on Monday morning, (it is now Monday evening, and I’m just starting the blog for Sunday!) I may have considered suicide, if I wasn’t such a coward, it was that bad this morning… But I digress; I do that a lot, you know!) I’ll have to put less in and try to make time to catch up. I considered doing just a cartoon, a quiz, an ode, and local news on, and any photos I take? Here be the photos, a lot has been missed of (I hear a sigh of relief? Haha!)

Not a good start!

Morning kitchen view.

Off to the wet room…
ARGH!
Ablutions tackled.
The legs and feet looked better now. But both cartilage and backs of the knees were worse. Got the medicationing done. Two shaving cuts, a stubbed toe and a heck of a job getting the PPs on.

Computer on, CorelDraw for graphics.

On the third day of pouch emptying, I tried to photograph. It looked like semolina as the bubbles rose to the top. Hahaha!

Took an afternoon shot of the clouds.
As I took the first one, a crow flew into view.
By the time I adjusted Kodak Tim to get a close-up, he or she was long gone. Tsk!
The sun’s setting was earlier than ever tonight.

Yum, Yum!

Evening views.
Low shot.
High shot.

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