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night of supposedly sleeping all the time, my mind pondered over what I could do to get CorelDraw working again. No rest, no peace; it was an awfully disturbing nocturnal period.
I got up, gingerly, and 
, along with 
giving way, all but had me over. I grabbed the left at the side of the c1966, £300 Oxfam charity shop bought, second-hand, wincingly grotty, beige coloured, crumb-covered from my nocturnal nibblings, itch-making, uncomfortable, positively unhealthy & dangerous, no longer operational, virus-breeding, easy-to-fall-out-of, Catheter-tube-trapping, recliner, and lunged for the saviour of the morning; 
, and kept him with me from then on, hoping not to forget to take him.
Then as I was starting the computer, 
rang out from the door chime. It was 
coming in. He looked well-tired out, bless him. He got the medications dealt out to me. Then went to check on the medication stock in the drawer in the kitchenette to sort out what needed ordering.Â
Despite it drizzling outside, the temperature was -3°f, he told me, he was sweating a bit. I think his Diabetes level must be well out again. I wished him a good kip, and off he went at the end of his shift.
I returned to the computer and tried to sort out the problem with CorelDraw if I could. Still, it opened the 2017 version…but without my doing anything, when I tried to save the graphics again… it did! This time, the option to use selected only was on view! So I got all of them done ASAP in case CorelDraw or they started again. Fingers crossed and a prayer offered to any God listening that I didn’t lose this capability later, or the next time I open CorelDraw… Pleeease!Â
I kept on with this blog, even though I knew that the nurse was coming today and that I must phone the Doctor to ask to cancel the earlier appointment. And desperately needed a good wash, shave and personal medicationings done. I stink!
They thought of the risk of closing down and restarting the computer to go to the wet room for two hours, meaning that I would not be 
concentrating on the task at hand and be worrying if CorelDraw would go back to the old status and cock-up my current joy when I get back to it… But here goes…
All went well in the wet room. Very decent job all around today!
Of course, with the current condition of the legs, there was no showering, and only one foot was washable. No cuts shaving, not a single one, I thought. Until it came to rinsing off the traces of shaving foam from the neck, only three shaving cuts today.
Back to the computer. The web was down… I needn’t have said that; I take it for granted nowadays with the Oligarchs Service!
Arrived and we had a bit of a small natterisational moment. Only painkillers are required. She tested the alarm disc for me, and it is working.
Back on the computer, now smelling nice for when Nurse Nichole arrives to do the Severe Frailty Test.
I found this photo from last night of the meal. 8.2/10.
I took a photo of the windy, wet morning from the kitchen window. Then, ventured bravely out onto the balcony (it was darned cold out there, Hehe!) 
Then, the end window was opened to take a shot of the car park. It was looking bleak. The mudslide from the Woodthorpe Grange park was getting bigger.
Off to the wet room, and belatedly, I started the task of 
ing.
Well, that was the plan anyway. I actually thought 
that I was in danger of not getting there in time. But no! I whipped off the clothes I’d not long ago put on, and settled down on the, started doing my best to force something to happen.
But the evacuation did not even feel like it wanted to. No wind escaped, and I got out the crossword book and had a 
go at the puzzle for about 15 minutes. I got some of the answers filled in as well. Then, I counted the cracks in the ceiling. Sang a song and yodelled. Finally, realising whatever was in there must be rock solid, I gave up.
I made a mug of Laxative Laxido. It said I think the eyes are not too good, as you know. Mix with 125ml water and drink. Well, I wasn’t going to wash my feet with it, Hehehe! I hope it encouraged the mass of food that is festering in my stomach to get a move on and summon me back to the ! I fear I may burst open at any time. Fancy that, though… four weeks of 
being in total control, suddenly it’s all reversed? Then there’s the eye operations on the cataracts; I cannot see any better whatsoever? The Audio man hoovered out my ear holes, and I’m just as deaf now? Then, of course, the Catheter bag has been in for a year, and I’m further away from peeing of my own volition now. I can’t! Even worse from, the intrusive tubing into the bladder is doing him and me no good at all. Also, 
& bandaging for over four weeks now, so no showering allowed, and daily BO to contend with. Also, both legs 
are still spouting bloody fluid! I’ll not mention 
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Red-Eye. The newly discovered 
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, But, I’ll not go on about these things, Haha!
I snapped this view of the bottom field just as the rain began coming down again.
I’m beginning to think I may have made a mistake about Surgery Nurse Nicol coming today to see me. It’s getting dark now, and there’s no sign of her yet. I hope I’ve not got it wrong again.
The end car park from the balcony again. The mud may have increased a tiny bit, but not much.
So, the rains must have eased off today.
The bananas are getting black bruises coming through again. So, I ate some of them out of support for the BAA (Banana Anti-Cruelty Association).
Carer Marie checked on some food dates for me today.
Ahem! And that was on just one shelf of one cupboard!
Differences
I missed a few, but then again, I usually do. When I checked the results, you may not believe this, do you know, it only went down again.
Today’s total of malfunctions from the money-crunching and number manipulating Oligarchs of the world’s worst, most incapable, 
We’ve been promised some snow and rain this coming week.
Evenings, to be between -3 to -5 overnight. Brrr!
A simple meal for a sanity-challenged simpleton. The Walls pork pies that were supposed to have pickles in them but were pickleless and tasteless. The potatoes were undercooked, and the beetroot was lovely. Most of it ended up in the bin. Flavour Rating: 1¼/10.Â
Constantly nodding off and jumping awake every few minutes, a Carer arrived. I was in such a state of weariness and tiredness, I think it was 
…ah, yes, it was. On the chart in the morning, I saw that I’d taken his BP.
May your day be blessed with contentment!
Not for Oligarchs or Parole Boarders, though!
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and was up on my feet, and doing the balance exercises, within a few minutes. 
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The wee-wee in the punch was less than expected, and of a darker shade. However, in the past, I have had it a lot darker on some mornings. So, not too bad.
The right leg bandaging still looked the same colour as the left leg’s skin. Note the long green throw I’d wrapped around my belly and put on under the dressing gown? That’s due to it being so flipping cold without the ankle and leg straps on. The nurse, Sarah, I hope, is coming on Tuesday, to see how the pins are going, so might have to start using the cumbersome, but warm 
remember with all the medical appointments coming up. 
morning, as long as it continues to improve? It does look a little better this morning more of the white bit is showing. So, fingers crossed it continues to heal 
itself.
Tidied up a little in the front room. Not much. Don’t want to overdo things, you know. Hehehe! 
bottle of Schweppes tonic water, had stained the carpet something awful! What’s it doing to my stomach lining? You never know; it may even help me 
with 
I got the computer on, and guess what?
An hour later, the 6th failure showed up. This time it needed the full treatment to get it back on. Lost the work I’d done by turning everything off. Reset the whatsit box… router, left it a minute, then pressed the rest button and waited in 
hope. 20 minutes later, it came back on. I cracked on with the Saturday blog updating. Got it done and was about to email the links and it went again. I lost all I’d done on the Email, of course. But, it did come back on of its own accord about an hour later, while I was doing a graphic on CorelDraw for Sunday’s blog.
I hastily for the Email done again and posted it. 
again!
Finally, after Victor had departed, I got and drank a mug of Glengettie. Hurray! No biscuits were eaten with it, which I felt a little proud about! 
After this failure from the famously inept 
, and another full reset to get it back, the thing went so slowly; it was hard work.
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. I ventured into the kitchen to get the kettle on for a brew of Glengettie tea… but I didn’t make one as I got carried away when I saw the moon was clearly visible and fetched 
, I tried to take some decent shots on it…
Oh, dearie, not only did 
catch me out, but as I tried again, 
It may not resemble the planet, but I think this turned out to be an unintended masterpiece? Haha!
At least I got an identifiable one. But I was disappointed in not getting a close-up of it again.
It’s surprising how my bad eyes can easily miss bits of dried-on gumph when scrubbing away in the oven.
I sorted out the waste bags.
Got some small potatoes on the crock-pot. I added a good splash of sea salt and a sprinkling of the gorgeous-tasting
seasoning. Not unlike Worcestershire sauce, a little less intense, but the flavour lingers on the tongue more.
With the smoke & mirrors, number-crunching, fact-fiddling, 
giving me so much time to curse, spit and throw oaths and curses on them, it also gave me a chance to try to see why they are getting into, by investment or buying them out, so many, most if not all of the European internet suppliers. And yet, they are proving incapable of maintaining a service connection? And are they ruining the reputation of all suppliers? 
daily, or weekly for the appropriate rates. Further proof of the double-dealing, money-manipulating, by the esteemed 
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has been, I’m going to tackle the biggest job of any day… Getting a wash and shave! There is no showering today, not with the bandaging on my right leg. Joanne took off the strapping and diabetic sock for me from the left leg. Bless her cotton socks! ♥ 
However, using the short picker-upperer, I caught the release valve on the Catheter bag, so I had to rewash the legs, carpet, and floor.
As I unscrewed the cap, a third of the contents sprayed out! Onto the computer keyboard, the leg bandaging, the recliner, the clean dressing down and my chest, face and hands, and the carpet, for many feet away!
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Took some photos from the kitchen.
Bootiful!
called. A short visit, she did her best for me, as usual, ♥. She checked 
Thanks, Kara.
First Car park photo.
Took this moody shot of the gravel path up into the park and the Tree Copse on the left. Which was not a good idea cause I got all soppy about not being able to get to it anymore.
It is getting light quickly now; it’s another car park effort.
She set to sorting the legs out. 
arrived as she medicated the water papule hole on the right leg just above the ankle. She asked Ben a few questions, but he didn’t know the answers to the enquiries.
Left black, right a sort of yellowy pink. Sarah said she’d return on Monday to check the wound and acne.
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Morning…
Why the difference?
Most of the cost went on drink rather than food.
No, I was wrong; I meant Sainsbury’s, not Iceland.
Helpers & Carers bubble box refilled. They like these treats.
Drizzling this morning. I’ll try to keep my eye out for any of the seagulls that go on the hunt today.
The rain persisted as I went to get the ablutions done.
What a change! Constipation Conrad gets the upper hand after the six-day reign of Trotsky Terence!
Thoughtfully taking the crossword book with me in case there would be any long waits at the clinic.
The gal was late arriving, so I got the crossword book out.
I was taking a photo through the bus window, as we went over the speed bumps on Woodborough Road a little too fast…and 
started bleeding in response to my bum lifting off the seat for each of the eleven-speed bumps, and thudding back down on the hard seat.
I did manage one more photo.
Outside the Ropewalk clinic.
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While emptying the catheter bag, 
and prayed I’d not missed anything important, that I need to remember later.
I do recall these oven-cooked Cumberland sausages
That should have been neither.
Mike Fries, Chief Executive Officer and Vice-Chairman of Liberty Global, took home a salary of $ 62 million in FY2.
Worst Internet Blogging Day Ever!
Good shade.
Actually, I drank this one.
And somehow took this one of whatever it was?
I’ve no idea?
However, I did find the one above on the SD card.
Then, after a day or two (Hehe!) Trotsky Terence
Not sure I meant to take this photo…
The fog came down.
Got some potatoes in the crock pot.
I left it on a high setting.
The fog turned to a mist, clearing now?
dropped down with the weight of the urine as I stood up to reset the router for the eleventh time. Another 
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, stopped the bleeding quickly enough.
All sorted out.
Top to the left, centre ahead, & bottom one to the right.
A Great disappointment.
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03:00hrs: Worryingly deep-coloured urine today?.
… but naturally, a man of my bravery, healthiness and pain tolerance didn’t flinch and had to keep stopping to catch my breath and cursing at any time. The thought of me taking a couple of minutes sitting there to recover from my efforts is ridiculous. 
So, I had to get the slippers washed and left to dry.
It was hard work doing everyday stuff lately, but it gets more complex each day. (Hidden plea for help here… Hehe!)
, and, not a little pain from the bleeding gums too. 
As much as I was getting chilly sitting there covered in cold water, I had to wait a few seconds to recover from the efforts of encouraging the evacuation.
against the shower chair leg, and as I did this, (I know, you don’t believe me… I’m even doubtful, but the pain memories help) but, with dear 
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Tried the new medications for this. 
, with an extra bit on 
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bit of a nuisance to me this, as she does most mornings. 
them both next.
Did the nasal cleaning. And because of the irritation in the and the
infested left eye.
everyday fear that is done with a certain degree of apprehensiveness, almost dread! Getting my nappy… diaper… Well, Protection Pants on. Which would be difficult enough without having to cope with getting them up beyond the hanging below the knee, tubed! It’s a work of art, I can tell yers! A formidable 
one! However, I can report for once that there were no 
or 
I left the bandages and straps to soak in the wet room sink. I can dry them later on. Can I use the microwave safely to do this 
little task? If anyone has advice for me on this, please? 
It’s a wonder that I’ve still got any skin left on!
in lost bits of skin. Devil-of-a-job for me to get cleaned up! Tsk!
Grangnagles!
During one of the multitudinous failures of Oligarchal, conspiratorial, hermetical, and surreptitious, 
There were still no signs of the 
The rain was persistent looking today.
Followed by a picture to the left, in an Easterly direction.
visited. Had a little laugh and joke before she departed.
I was getting more & more annoyed with the interruptions from Mike Fries, Chief Executive Officer and Vice Chairman of Liberty Global, who took home a $64m salary in FY2, 
than addicted, like besotted, smitten, habituated, or mayhap dependent on it, to help keep my sanity, as much as possible, escape the ever-grasping, clutching more of my brain from Cognitive Impairment Iris. 
at all to me. So, I tried to get a closer shot of the houses and bottom field greenery.
The two last calls of the day from the carers were made by…
. I think. I was so worn out, tired and in need of sleep again
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Ah, later on, a better colour in the day pouch!
Kitchenette!
Made a mess of this photo taken. But it looks like a torch parade, which is interesting… or not. 
Well? I’ve not got the foggiest about this one!
Letter from the Doctors Surgery. With some fantastic news!
I hope I don’t get confused with all the medical appointments this and next month. And, there will be three more to add to the calendar soon. Two (at least) at the Audio Clinic on the Ropewalk, and one at the QMC for the ? ? ? ?iac procedure. I can’t find the letter at the moment but 
Raining a bit again, and misty with it.
Looks like some new geysers are coming on the left knee. This might be why 
I used to love this one.
Got some more nibbles in the nurses & carers tub.
Mini hog pork pie, garden peas, chips, well-buttered bread, milk roll, and a strawberry cheesecake for nosh.
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and earning $ Millions a year, should be invited to join this similar incapable organisation, that is forever getting things wrong shower in the Cabinet? 
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03:50hrs: The catheter nocturnal pouch was removed.
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The house that’s been being done up for about three months, didn’t show signs of activity.
The tea was placed near the out-of-action landline telephone, and I let it go cold.
arrived, and did a grand job of fitting the new 
Doctor Vindla phoned on the mobile. But it was hard to hear what she was saying… and made things worse with 
delighted
danger, fretting and getting further confused, Bless Her ♥!
of the connect device from 
I treated myself to one of the Iceland vanilla ice cream tree suckers.
As the darkness began to fall, I took this shot through the balcony doors and window from the computer chair. Well, I had plenty of time, 
what with more browning-outs from the figure-shuffling, illusion, deception, hocus-pocus, mumbo-jumbo, and number-crunching, 
It wasn’t letting me get the 
Oligarchal financial entity that it has become, and the bosses at the same time. A man can dream!
FIND THE FAULT
knife, and it fell on my ankle left bone and cut the same finger as I rescued it from the floor. 
hastened to get settled down and start eating them. I was just finishing the last one off, and the smell of burning that was coming from the kitchen 
. As I automatically reached to steady myself and help Metal Micky keep me upright, 
NOTE: Writing this, tomorrow night; yes, the 
LBTYK stock worth over $22,634,655. In addition, he makes $123,254,000 as Vice Chairman of the Board, President, and CEO at Liberty Global plc. Oh, I am pleased for the Oligarch!
Well, that’s a new record for him. Well done, Mike! (Spit)
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I spent more time than ever toying, resetting and praying that things might come on and stay on.
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Ist photo of the day.
Oh, dear, the kitchen view shot went wrong. Haha!.
Ah, that’s a bit better!
Nocturnal Pouch.
Medicationings.
Mug of tea.
Blue & grey mix in the clouds and sky.
Kodak Tim is in night mode.
This one was in sunset mode.
2nd and last mug of tea is allowed.
Nosh sorted it out.
Followed by a Christmas Tree ice cream lolly.