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‘s mass of flaked-off skin covered my spectacles, chest, and dressing gown, and left a reasonable deposit on the floor and £300 second-hand shop purchased, c1966, welt-causing, uncomfortable, not-working, itch-inspirational, crumb-containing recliner.
kicked off the moment I moved my left leg. But her joint was utilised to help me bend down to clean up my exuviated skin. The pain and efforts resulted in many visits from 
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Carer Chris arrived; he did not put the socks on for me because I’d hoped to get the ablutioning done later today – I didn’t.
Well, several of them. The day shot by, and I hadn’t even started this blog until Saturday (today). I flaked out far earlier than I usually do. Gave up, ate, and spent hours trying to get to sleep.
were rampant. It’s as if they knew I’d drifted off. Sleep? Erm…what’s that then? Hehe!
I keep hoping the Doctor’s receptionist will call to arrange for me to see the medics. Then, if I remember, I can explain my problems to them.
This was likely the worst out-of-it day ever. Thank heavens, I took some pictures. I really cannot recall taking many of them.
I have to see the quack about this. Then again, as last time, a long time ago, when I told her of the situation, she seemed all calm and unconcerned. She mentioned that I’m getting older and have many problems, as do so many other elderly patients. It is to be expected. I almost apologised for mentioning my worries. Hahaha! She’s right, all the same.
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You’ll notice that no night bag was attached.
This is due to my complicated, infected with 
brain; and, of course, 
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in amalgamation with the failed 
operation, cleverly leaving me with double-vision, and some wonderfully uplifting new skills, like walking into door frames, tripping over unseen objects, and the latest, bending down and hitting left-open cupboard door corners when rushing to turn off hot water tap (faucet), that I so regularly leave to run cold. Hang on. That prompted me to check the taps now! No taps were running, and neither the hob nor the oven was left on… 
I closed the left-open fridge door! I am so glad I wrote this bit now. My food could have decayed! As I am. Hehehe! Where was I? Oh, yes, the urine nocturnal pouch I forgot to put on. Remembered to ask the last Carer to take off my socks last night.Â
The Iceland order arrived.Â
The only good thing about the order. They had Heinz pickled Ketchup on special offer. Â
Food!
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A close-up of Harry Ramsden’s fish supper planned for tonight, well, tomorrow night’s feast.
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It was nowhere near as bad as yesterday’s. But coming around afterwards, it took me a long time to get into a condition where I could tackle checking the blog work. It didn’t help that I had made so many errors.
Fantastic, beautiful cloud shots.
The catheter pouch has filled much slower today. But the colour was much worse.
Maybe a 5 on the NHS chart.
I’ll ask a carer to check it from this photo for me later, which I did. Joanne said it was a class 6!
It’s getting dark now. After another hour or so on this blog, I felt weariness, so I gave up.
Back to the wet room.
Took this photo.
I had a pareidoliaising feast with this one.
I thought, can others see what I do in it.
In the morning, I copied it in CorelDraw and doctored it with a lot more ‘contrast’, and what I could see became more explicit in the resulting picture.
Can anyone see them? The teddy bear, ghost, face, or the animal? I love pareidoliaising.
Was the catheter pouch still a deep colour?
The late evening clouds seemed to be determined to come to the fore. You can imagine, methinks, what I saw at first with my left double-vision eye. Haha!
So weary now. I made a quick meal.
The bland, pale, undercooked Iceland chicken legs, substituted for the not available thighs, tasted like cardboard would, I imagine. The Heinz beans were also unremarkable. The instant potatoes were very nice, especially with the Heinz pickle-flavoured ketchup.
Took this last shot of the sky.
I was pleased with this one.
I managed to find five of them.
I’m yawning now. But once again, would Sweet Morpheous welcome me? NO! Heaven knows how long it took me to nod off. I had a couple of 
, which jumped me awake, but I soon nodded off again. I did well once I got off, about 6 hours or so. Gleaned by waking up a lot later than usual, at 05:00hrs.
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05:10hrs; Got up to get the ablutions done before the Carer arrived. A lousy ablution session… mind you, the evacuation was a good one. Hahaha!
Dark, too dark again.
The first one was fairish, the second warped.
The preshave medicationalisationing was a fiddly and, at times, painful experience. It was the most painful 
Ablutions were sorted, alarm wristlets and alert bands on, and my ear holes were olive oiled. IÂ struggled to stop 
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. Then tended to the bruise from the INR blood drain. Doesn’t usually show up this bad
The feet & ankles were looking healthier.
Worst Ablution Session in a long time.
Took the made up bin gag to the front door.
Can you see a face in the carrier bag? Think of Red Dwarf’s Kryten’s face. I could see it. Hehe!
It was Sister Jane. Meridian Care had phoned her to see if my Caregiver had arrived yet.
has never been worse. I took off the PPs I put on after washing, hoping it would not irritate things as much. But no, it’s just as bad now. With not having the pants on, I caught myself catching the catheter tube more often; 
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Despite the discomfort and sheer agony from little 
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Made a mug of Glengettie.
Iceland delivery arrived.
Not a lot. Because Iceland had three items unavailable, this brought down my total cost to just below the minimum charge that is required for me to get a free delivery. The swines charged me nothing for delivery… but a £4 for a small order charge!
Humph!
Blimey filled up again!
Front car park at the flats.
Delivery. Toilet brush in a square box
Needing assembly.
I got this photo from the web.
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Ode hue to some photos today?
Yellow creeping into the waste bags made up?
Topped up the treats box on the carer’s table. At least the colour came out right this time
Morning kitchen view.
I don’t know how I took two?
Planned on beans & bacon. Trimmed of excess fat, and cut the bacon into little chunks.
Put them on a tray…
called, followed by many lines of indecipherable claptrap. Huh!
Evening shots.
As night fell.
Managed another mystery photo. It may be me in the reflection of the balcony windows? Humph!
I think I added some tomato passata and chunky veg sauce to it? Can’t give a score or recall eating it, even after seeing this picture. I ate a lot of bread with it, I think? Hehehe!
Bet you got it?
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Not much in the pouch. But then, I’d been up until 03:00hrs catching up on the blog.
I got the bags in the kitchen, and we carried them with the medications. Marie checked the new dates for me in the bags. Checked the taps and cooker for me too.
Fresh & frozen chips.
Freezer filled, Marie helped me get the cobs in ♥.
Cleaning products.
Treats for the Carers, Nursed.
Sauces Galore!
A great range of sauces.
Topped up the treats shelves.
Blimey, pouch filled quickly again.
I got two of the Lamb & mutton burgers in the oven… got back on the computer…
This seems to be happening more and more.
, and hastened into the kitchen… Oh, dear…
Slightly overcooked? Hahaha!
Admittedly, they were well burnt around the edges… but then again, so am I! Hehe!
I still enjoyed it!
Cor filled up again!
A biggun, too! Gannet!.
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I made a point of not counting the empty crisp packets. But this did not assuage the guilt!
Off to get my 
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and 
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rear end, then 
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Carers & Nurses drinkie-treats, and the last remaining warm dressing gown hanging over the door.
The carer earlier helped me get the leg straps on. I took this photo in the wet room ages ago, and have only just remembered it. Tsk! Sad?
Gorgeous clouds in the afternoon.
I got 
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Ahead…
And to the left.
The close-up shots are terrible!
A few hours later, and this one was terrible!
A little betterer?
Mystery photo?
A late picture of the nosh. Part-eaten.
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It’s a decent colour this morning.
Off to get the 
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Creamed the Excema and acne.
Is that a bit of red eye, I see, now?
Snap from the kitchenette window.
Waste bags sorted.
The new second-hand used bed. I was taking this photo when it rang out from the front door. A chap walked in from the Red Cross, the people who kindly delivered the bed for me with a no-fall bar to be fitted to the bed. They have sent one for a different bed to this one. It would not work. He said he’d tell them to see if he could get a bar fitted later for me. It can’t be helped
Getting lighter now, much later than usual.
arrived. I eventually got a signal that stayed on for more than three minutes. Two hours and a lot of lost work later, the 
Liberty-Global total had risen to
I was infuriated and pissed off, and the signal suddenly stayed on. Well, for a while. At least. But my confidence was lacking.
I got the largest of the baking potatoes from the pack. 
Now, this confused me greatly.
evacuations for at least two weeks and have been taking the above capsules daily. The bubbling and agitations within the bowels continued, but not the faintest sign of any movement? 
I gave it plenty of time. I even counted the cracks in the ceiling and had a go at the crossword puzzle, but nothing came out, not even any wind! Yet I still have the sensation from within, all the usual signs, rumbling, grumblings and pressure from the innards, forewarning me of a rear-end tsunami being imminent.
Came, and I gave up on computing altogether.
putting the Germolene on the burnt fingers cause I knew there was more to burn. 
Then, I added some Squid sea salt. Spirit vinegar and a smidgeon of.
Arrived. I asked him to take the laundry with him, specifically asking him to make sure that it was well-dried, as the quilts would be needed for the new bed
Wobbled?
Wobbled!
And, again, Wobbled!
It’s an even closer effort. Wobbles!
A half-decent one at last! Haha!
Easy one this time, wasn’t it?
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First thing on waking. Well, after passing wind, and sensing that both ingrowing toenails, 
on the left foot, and 
on the right, were painful, I bent down to remove the night pouch from the clutches of 
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gave me head a wobble… not the usual one; this was an instant version, without the usual warning signs. This told me today, he was going to enjoy himself at my expense. (He did later, too!)
lingered a little. Had this just actually happened?
which was stinging something horrible, and challenging me to scratch at it. But I resisted. 
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assisted me to knock my torso against the door frame going into the kitchen. So, 
joined in the assault!
Oh, double-dear!
Oh, treble-dear!
To get the ablutions tended to… Starting with a sudden urgent need to utilise the Porcelain Throne.
The almost expected teeny-weeny cut, not in the neck-hole this time, but behind the earhole. The only places left that grow hair on my head. A swift sprinkle of the Brut aftershave
put an end to the leaking haemoglobin.
Then I 
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I’d already decided that things were not going well, and would probably get worse, without any input for EQ either.
Got the shower finished without any other painful incidents.
Mug of tea, Glengettie of course.
I Heath Robinsoned a new papule covering.
Good colour in the pouch.
The homemade dressing is still on.
engaged!
Nice!
Fridge choker-bloc!
Freezer, too!
We need it, not as bad as some areas do, though.
Just as well they were out of some foods!
Strawberry treats for the helpers.
Bananas, and my favou
I made short work of this one!
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Nocturnal Pouch.
Close to the window shot of the rain
Upper window shot.
Ablutions & Throne visited.
Washed the cap.
Feet okay.
Spuds to nibble from last night.
Rain back middayish.
Nurse Rebecca arrived.
The rain returned.
Stayed for a few hours…
Nice views even if I did get wet taking them.
See him now? Hehe!
Mystery Photo of the day?
Mud Side that slid.
A simple nosh. After taking this photo, I remembered to get some of Jenny’s yellow & red tomatoes added.
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Last night’s nosh. Not as good as it looked.
The first bag emptied at about 02:10hrs was deep red,
Asda potatoes from the bag.
I hope none of the crap ones got into the crockpot?
A late morning shot.
Mystery photo!
All with the same results.