INCHIE TODAY: Tuesday 31st January 2023

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Well, well. Another messy day of pains, panics and failing, falling, spiritual aspirations… and a constant battle with the flaming, flipping, ruddy, scary
Urine is much bloodier.

A sudden fill-up nearly caught me out!

Extra painkillers imbibed.
Thanks to the urine & blood not going into the pouch,
and settling in the bladder.
EEEYooowOutch! Is the word.

Carer RichardUsual care is taken. Medicines issued. Spoke of the unbelief of us both that I am not in the hospital having the blood clotting looked at.
Checked the taps and cooker and took the waste bag to the chute.

I spent hours on and off today trying to get the blood clots in the tubing through to the bag. Dizzy Dennis visited many times. The constant bending down to the tubing is the cause
Also, because the urine could not get out, I suffered such pain all day long. This is not going to help at all.
Fiona from the Falls Team rang. Asking if the antibiotics had arrived yet. I told her no. She or the Nurse will be calling tomorrow. I must be firm about telling her of the stomach pains, blood clots and Little Inchies agony.

Called. Soon off after a little one-way natter.

Late morning photo.

Asda Delivery arrived

Again, not a lot for the money spent!

The fridge was looking well stocked now.

Had to constantly squeeze the tubing into the catheter.
The and backed-up bladder full of blood clots and urine was wearing me down. Well, the pain from them was!

Sister Jane rang and we had a natter. She went to the hospital last week, and they said she needs a cataract operation. It will be a few weeks, they told here… A few weeks? I’ve waited after eight assessment appointments over the last two years before getting the go-ahead… and am still waiting? Is this Postcode Prefferality? Could it be because they live amongst the ‘Posh’, and I amidst the ‘Rough’? Hehehe!  Only joking. Jane & Pete come under the Rushcliffe Borough Council, me? Nottingham City Council.
Jane is suffering from her sight badly now. Fingers crossed that she can get it done soon. Me? As usual, I’ll just wait. Har-Har!

This new day pouch is just not getting its due supply of urine. It just stays in the bladder infecting everything else in there, and then occasionally, not very often, it fills up with a rush when I can get the blood clots through.
Still, it’s bloodier, so redder, and gives me pretty patterns to look at.

A new-to-me (I think) Carer arrived tonight for the big medicationalisationing.
After the gal departed, I started to make a mug of tea and had to limp smartly to the Porcelain Throne. By gum, this session was different! For the first time in many weeks, Trotsky Terence had surrendered his command of the evacuations over to Constipation Conrad! Hard as the torpedoes were, there was no bleeding at all from the rear end.


I was chuffed with this nice change. Got back to the computer and spent some time urging the blood clots through the catheter. Thought I’d make a brew of tea and found… I’d left the hot tap (faucet) running!
Oh, I do annoy myself at times!

An hour later, the red blood in the urine was turning back to the brown colour it has been for the last four days.

Caught a photo of the end of the sunset...
Then started to make the meal of the day.

Ersatz bacon, spuds with some BBQ sauce, and tomatoes.
Flavour rating 803/10!

Carer Richard Arrived for the final call of the say, well, night.
Over the last hour since emptying the Day Catheter bag, not a drop of liquid had gotten through to the pouch?
Richard got the night bag attached, and very slowly, the flow began. More an occasional drip here and there. Back to the brown this time. Still had to shake the extra tubing and squeeze the thick, clotted blood through at times.
The stomach/bladder was aching again.

Got this blog finished off, around 01:30hrs.

INCHIE TODAY: Saturday 28th January 2023

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Nearly midnight now.
Another gruelling day – pain & confusion.
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Only a bit of blood in the first pouch emptied.
Carer Sharon called; she cheered me up a smidge.
Mini-natter waste bags taken.

Got the slow cooker warming up.
Took this shot and got the pots washed.

Seasoned the spuds. Not had them yet!

Sunshine, the only burst all day.
Catheter tubing is very uncomfortable…
No, bloody painful!

Fifth bag emptying of the day.


Seems to be filling up better today…

An hour and a half later…

Iceland delivery.
Amazed to see some bread rolls.
Checked with a magnifier…
They were sell-by today’s date.
Still, they said they didn’t charge me.
Plenty of from in the fridge still.

I went on my fifth visit to the Porcelain Throne.
Blimey, the bag was spilling again…
Blood in the urine again.

Another bag-clearing episode.

Carer Kara called. She said she’s going on her holiday
so will not see me for a fortnight. Sad!
I’ll miss her wit and help.

Made an Asda order for next week.
Little Inchy bleeding away, and no

to use. Hard work using tissues alone.
Oh, and painful!
Mind you, come think of it, applying
the ointment is not nice. Hehe!

Throne evacuations are still incredibly messy.
At least I have some capsules to take.

Gotten Himmel & Flipping ‘eck…
The catheter bag has filled again!

Well, early morning here again.
Going to get summat to eat with the potatoes,
and then get my head down…

No Carer’s been to put the night bag on the.
I did get a different Carer call earlier, in mistake for going to Neighbour Josie. Not that it mattered in the slightest.
Then ten minutes later, another unknown one arrived to do a courtesy visit.
But no one to fit the .
Still, I can make a meal now without carrying the bag around with me.
Bit of a silver lining there?
I must remember to check the bag each time I wake up during what’s left of the night. I usually do keep waking up regularly, so it should be no bother. As long as I remember to check it.

♫ Food, Glorious Food ♫
Off to get it made. Back in the morning… I hope. Hehehe!

INCHIE TODAY: Friday 27th January 2023

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Bad day again. Old Pains back. Catheter crippling Little Inchie. making his Fungal Lesion bleed again. The Mystery Rib Pains started again! Dizzy Dennis, balance shot to pieces, concentration not available. Eyes worse, the six weeks of Trotsky Terence in command of the Porcelain Visits seems to have come to an abrupt end.

I’ve not passed from the rear end all day! Just burnt my knee on the oven shelf while putting the food in the oven; during a most inappropriately timed Neuropathy Pete leg dance. Can’t find my mobile. send the top strap on the day catheter had fallen off – used sellotape. Not feeling too great. Stuffed painkillers down my throat all day.

Got up late, still well behind with the sleep.

Within half an hour of taking off the night bag, what bit of urines had flowed, was looking decidedly bloody again!
Still, you don’t like to complain, does yer.

Morning views.
I was trying to catch the seagulls but didn’t so too well.

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Mid-morning, tried again to get a photo
of the gulls.
They were Quick – especially when they find a rat
or squirrel for lunch. Then the fighting
between them begins.

The blood flowed again in the evening.

Better get summat to eat. I’ve revived the burnt
chilli, and added a can of beans; it should do me.

Arrived to medicate me and get the detached from the & .
She got the socks on my feet for me. We had a mini-nattering session, with laughs included. Good Medicine, Laughter Thanked her, and off she trotted, saying hose will see me later.

♫ Food, Glorious Food ♫ Prepared and served up

I resuscitated the leftover chilli from last night and added a can of cheap baked beans to it and four ersatz sausages, and some tomato passata. Some BBQ sauces were stirred into the mix, and it tasted grand. I had the last two cobs, no bread left now.
I’ve ordered some cobs from Iceland that are on offer. Sliced wholemeal with six in a bag, and three bags for £3, also 2×4 Wheatmeal long cobs. I reckon there will be room in the freezer to store them for longer.
Of course, Iceland is infamously known for their ‘None-In-Stock’ notifications on bread lines; that’s why I’ve ordered two types. But only temporarily. I’ll find out in the morning if they arrive or not.

“May you go forth and have fun festivities frequently!”

INCHIE TODAY: Wednesday 25th January 2023

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I got away with it; no harm done!

I’m hoping that a  supply of a new , or even a week’s supply, will arrive today. Single-use only the night catheters, the day ones for seven days, I think. But it’s 17:15 hours already. Maybe one or some has gone to the Meridian office and will be brought by a night carer to fit for me? My fingers are crossed on that!

A prayer to get the last week’s two bags of laundry done as well. A talk with Mr G about the possibility of getting the bleeding and pain stopped from . My fingers are crossed on that one as well!

The immediate concern is over my Kryptonite – Sleep!
Two hours was all I got last night – and no chance of catching up on it presented itself today. Dependent on whether or not I can get a or not is vital! If perchance, one doesn’t arrive (Albeit the chances are it will), I’m going to be in dire straits, up the creek without a paddle, up a gum tree, in the soup, harassed, a bag of nerves, and a very tired & frustrated old chap!

And to think, when I met the doctor yesterday to copy for the DNR option, she asked if I’d sooner die at home or in a hospital?
If she knew about the mysteries of Woodthorpe Court, with the ghosts, wraiths, spectres, cacodemons, apparitions, and other grotesqueries that haunt the hallways and lobbies, searching for Inchcock; to curse with bad luck, create ambiguities, abstrucities, perplexities, misfortunes and botherations, to scare. worry and confuse me; she’d not have asked me in the first place. Hehehe!

Anyroad, another getting nothing done day here in Del Trotter Towers flats.
Fair enough, there was the usual bleeding, confusionalitis, frustrations and possibly an increase in moments of self-loathing. But I’m too tired to go into them at this moment. Here is the pathetic Inchie Today Diary.

Misty morning

Computer problems

No idea why I took these two?

Ah, fancy that…
The Famously Crap Internet is down…


Not weeing much?

20:20hrs now.
Tired.
I’ve put a meal in the heated oven.
Worried about getting a Hopefully, it will come.
And some really needed catch-up sleep.

Back later.
Likely in the morning.
Unless I have to stay awake…
Humph!

Late Morning Update

Carer Richard Arrived, unfortunately, without any of the bags, so another sleep-depriving night to get through. Still, as it happened, it worked out well tonight. (It was a jumping awake every few minutes session and each time I checked on the . I emptied it only three times.)

Carer Richard Got the medications sorted, and we had a little laugh and nattering session. Shame about the lack of a night bag, though. But it’s not Richard’s fault. He did his best. As I mentioned above, it worked out okay as it happens. I think the storage in the bladder caused the bleeding in the urine again. I reheated the meal and made it crusty line top. Mmm!

♫ Food, Glorious Food ♫

A Spiffing ready-made meal.
Potatoes, lardons, with BBQ sauces and some
Milk Roll bread. I dropped the flipping pot
of soya lemon yoghourt, and it landed in the
waste bin and burst open. I just covered it
with kitchen towels. Fell in the right place?

Got the dishes washed, and I took this picture of the
evening view. Not a good one, but still.

Keep Safe, Each!

INCHIE TODAY: Monday 23rd January 2023

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Not A Good Day
In short (Especially the Hobble and the visit to the Doctor).

Photo inspired, memory not good.
Being so late in getting the blog done and all that, after having lost a version I’m sure I’d written, and I had to start again after somehow deleting everything?

Bit of blood in the overnight Catheter pouch.

Caught a seagull launching off of a lamplight.

Got the ablutions done. Messy and painfully.
Readied things needed into the walker-trolley.

Carer Richard Arrived. He was tired out and frustrated with
the being different each me they got a fresh supply. Got the meds sorted, and we had a little nattering session. Well, me mostly… Hehehe!

Set off to the bus stop…

Down in the elevator, along the link passage through.
Winwood, then Winchester Courts, and out to the
bus stop. Not so cold this morning, thankfully.
Had a chinwag with a lady from Winchester Court.
Got off at the bottom of the hill.

Started what turned out to be a bad idea.
Walking up the hill on Mansfield Road and down into Carrington and the Sherrington Park Medical Park surgery.

Every step was agony. Due to the darned
having dropped
down the leg, the inserted tube was pulling on poor.
 . I could feel it bleeding, and it
was so sore and stinging.

I eventually got over the crest of the hill. I had
to stop many times to give me a breather from the pain.

Within 10 seconds of my arrival at the surgery, Doctor Vindla came to fetch me into the consulting room. (Just got there in time, but it must have taken me a full hour or more to hobble to get there)
I could hardly get into the room. Then the farce began…
I thought she needed to see me urgently, as the receptionist told me, to give me some details from the Urology at the City Hospital; about the recent stay and check-up results I had with them.
But No! I think she reckons I’m about to croak out…
Cause all she wanted was for me to tick the two options on a letter she gave me, telling me to take it and read it, think about it, make my choices and return it to her. And what was it for? I’ll tell you the two options I had to choose from…


Would you like to go on the DO NOT RESUSCITATE list? I ticked it.
And the next one was different…
Where would you like to die; Hospital or At Home?
I ticked The Hospital. Well, that cheered me up!
I then told her of the .
She asked if I had had any falls or trips lately?
I smiled underneath my face mask and replied:
That’s one question that shouldn’t need answering – Yes!
“Ah, it’s probably from bruised ribs, then!”
This prompted me to ask why the Paracetamol were not delivered
with the last prescriptions. Cause I have none left now, just when I really need them. No reply!
Then I mentioned the having smaller and smaller bags attached each time they are replaced? And are causing
“See the District Nurse about that!” Thank you.
And the blood in the Urine?
“I’ll let the know that” Thank you.
May I use the toilet to empty my full ?
“Yes, see you later!” Cheerio, thank you!

I was a smidgeon nonplussed after this meeting.
did what I wrote about above really happen?
Or was interfering with my memory again?

Either way, I was forced to go down the road to the Lidl store to see if they sold Paracetamol or Ibuprofen.
The painful walking had not eased off. Then again, nothing’s was done about it – What I expected, I don’t know.

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After a hobble around inside the store, I came out with some bits and pieces but no Paracetamol. Milk, potatoes, a packet of biscuits, cashew nuts, and some Ibuprofen.
Caught a bus to Sherwood. Dropped off and hobbled over the road to the bus stop to catch the number 40 bus up to the flats… I was about 100 yards or so away, and it arrived – but I could not move fast enough to get there in time. Which proved very costly to me…
By having half an hour to kill until the next bus arrived, I went into the Wilko store. And for once, they had a decent choice of items on the shelves. So, naturally, for me, I bought a few of each item while they had them in stock. I came out of there £26 pound lighter in my pocket!

Lavender Dettol, and Neutrodol fresh air spray on offer, caught my eye. Along with Paracetomal, Ibuprofen Extra Strong, and cloth-wash freshener at three for whatever it was, on offer again! (To go in the wee-wee bucket when emptying the Pouches) Fool! Oh, and fresh air spray for fabrics, two for £3.99. Tsk!

Up to the bus stop. Caught the bus.
No one to gossip to.
At the flats…

Went into Winchester Court and through the link passage into Winwood Court. Not many folks around?

Through to Woodthorpe Court, where the recharging and storage for the disabled scooters are, and to the lifts. (In the distance)

Up to the flat…
Rang Meridian Care,
To let them know I was back in situ.
And soon found that the…
The tiny pouch really was at bursting point.
Emptied it, and I got the purchases put away. Took two tablets straight away, a Paracetamol and an Extra-Strong Ibuprofen.

I had a moment of revelation (is that the right word?) I had not long since walked right by the Carrington Pharmacy.
But forgot to go in to check if any painkillers may have been sent electronically from the Doctor to the chemist. But I expect it had not been sent, anyway. I wonder if the Doctors get a bonus for everyone they get to join the DO NOT RESUSCITATE brigade? Hehehe!

Mayhap if they can save on not resuscitating…
The NHS might be saved?
Yes, a Rishi Sunak scheme, maybe?

Getting dark already… and here comes the sunset

Very nice.

Super Nosh!
Ersatz bacon pieces, tomatoes with added basil, and three sourdough rolls. Followed by a pot of lemon cheesecake.
Flavour Rating 8.8/10!

Arrived. Sorry I just can’t remember who it was.
Had I not later destroyed the first blog I did for today, I’m sure I put the name on there. But, no… I somehow deleted the entire blog, and it’s not in the bin?


Washed the pots, and I took this second shot of the sky and sunset.

Why I took these is another unknown. It’s all a part of the mysteries of the Woodthorpe Court’s sinister Spirit’s master plan. To raise the devil, spread wonders, blunders, rodomontades, fears and descenders from the comfort of sanity into a gibbering wreck!..
Must have been a reason, I suppose?

After an hour or two, I realised I’d not checked bag for a while. So, I did. Oh, not much in there?

I’m getting more confused than ever here. It’s with me already having written this stuff and losing it, I think. Keep reckoning. I’ve done it twice on this blog… which is possible. How I feel at the moment, anything is!

Carer Richard , came and to the
for me. He tried to adjust the strapping to make it less painful for me, on the . I thanked him, and we had a little mutual moan and natter. I went with him to the door to lock it as he departed. Be lost without the lad.

Another excruciating, pain-wise day done!

INCHIE TODAY: Friday 20th January 2023

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What a day. Easy-Link cannot get me to the doctor’s in Monday
Internet Banking farce. Kara tried to help in her own time. Smashing that was so kind of her. Had to phone the bank, with Kara translating what was said. And ran out of time; she had to get to work. Said she’ll try again later to get it sorted. Nothing is getting solved, and I’m spending so much time failing! I’d have been right in the Phoo if it wasn’t for her help.
So, here is a condensed, fact-missing version of Inchie Today, today. Thank heavens for the photos to remind me; too busy to make reminder notes!

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Bad night’s sleep.
But the wee-weeing was betterer, more of it!

Morning view.

The front room searched for the missing Nokia.

Carer, First time putting a new catheter in.
working well, new valves confused me at first.

Porcelain Throne. I think that Trotsky Terence is weakening his grip on the evacuationing… had time to have a go at the crossword.

Stripped and got a stand-up wash and shave.
Cut shaving, tooth bleeding, and stubbed my toe on the damned dangerous Sock-Glide Glenda. (Didn’t use her thought) No socks on unless I have to go out. This week coming, I’ve got three medical appointments to go to… So Sock-Glide-Glenda will no doubt have fun injuring me. Haha!

Oh, I left the hot tap running again!

Later, view after the ablutioning, medicationing and dressing.

Computer on, Email from Iceland.
Yes, that;s the order I thought I’d made for next Wednesday.
Pillock!

Iceland Order arrived.

I love those mini roast potatoes. But with them coming so early, had to open the packs and put them in lose to get them in the freezer. Not only that but to get the cheesy potato special offer ready-made meals in, I had to dish some of the stuff already in the freezer to make room!

At least the wee-wee was, I thought, flowing much better.
Until I realised how minuscule the new bag was! Huh! When Kara left. I was little confused with all the lava over the banking and decided to have an early meal. One one the cheesy meals…

Oh, Boy! It was delicious! The best ready-made tasting meal I’ve ever had!
Of course, I added some ersatz lardons and BBQ sauce after it was cooked.
TASTE RATING: 9.5/10!

Oh, the bag is full again.
Is the urine infection clearing? Smile...
Oh, no, it’s a small pouch. I forgot there.

Sunset through the balcony window!

Blimey, that filled up quick!

Carer Kara came to put the night bag on and give me medications.
Medicaitonalised me. Then went to the computer and in five minutes, You should see her fingers go! Hehe! She’d sorted the banking card out, now working, and put the new card on Iceland, Asda & Amazon for me! ♥
What a Wizard! Thanked her muchly.
I would have been struggling to do any of those things on my own. Well, I couldn’t have done it at all!

I finished this blog and got the TV on. New Tricks followed by Hustle on the box. What are the chances of me staying awake? Minimal comes to mind.

Morning Catch-Up

Mystery Photo
Any guesses?
I’ve no idea!

Worked on the computer for a while longer.
Carer Kara had set things up with the leak bowl on the

hand side of the chair for me.

A comfortable set-up. Thanks, Kara!

I watched TV. I Fell asleep, of course.

And this morning, I found these photos while searching for another…

Some old Favourites from years gone by.
Quatermass is just about my favouritest one.

Cheery-bye, thanks!

INCHIE TODAY: Tuesday 17th January 2023

Billum Won!

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Oh, what a beautiful morning…! The struggle to get the detached caused the to kick off. However, notwithstanding, besides, furthermore, and anyway, the stabbing pains were far less often than they had been for weeks. Fingers Crossed!
Also, as well as, in spite of everything, howbeit, for all that, in spite of everything, the contents of the

were more than it had been for a few days. I must not get too hopeful, knowing my luck. Hehehe!
I shall not desist from drinking the water and keep at it. I do think things might be improving Urine infection-wise, at long last. I must not be a though!
But, my EQ indicates that new worries may arise today. He’s rarely wrong, Humph!
By gum, a crystal clear early morning view was on offer when I went to check on the taps and cooker. All turned off.
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And got the started. During the hour and a half, it took to get them done, I had to visit the three times! No   this morning, due to my near location to the WC Throne. After these three calls to the , there were only three more up to writing this blog at this point. (17:25hrs). Things were going well!

Finished off the task at hand. 
Feeling better than for ages. The far less frequent compared to the previous week!

The recently emptied day catheter pouch was filling up already, and I’d not had anything to drink yet.
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Carer Richard Arrived. He got the medications sorted out. And told me I’d have to phone the Easy-Link and Doctors myself in future. Fair enough, Warden Deana told me that she could no longer call them for me ages ago. They are all under pressure; bless them.

Then got a phone call from the Doctor’s surgery. Hard to hear what he was saying; I think I was booked in for the Medications Consultation. The man said It would really help if you could bring a carer along with you, as they are dealing with the medications and can answer questions. I mentioned this to a carer, but don’t know if anything can be arranged or what it will cost. But not to fret; I can go on my own; after getting a list of medications from Carer Richard, I think he has a list in the Meridian folder. I just hope I heard things right about times, dates, etc. But I feel I did okay.