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05:10hrs, I stirred back into ersatz-like life. I was so depressed even I couldn’t realise why? But I was still greeted with an ominously fearful dose of a 
. It almost physically hurt, not knowing why!
I sat there in the half-light of the morning with an irresistible urge to find the cause of my disparagement & neurasthenia. I can honestly say that I have never. or don’t recall, in all my years, waking up in such a state of mental flux and unbalanced thoughts, but none of them was clear enough to grasp?
I must have argued with and challenged myself, questioning not only my sanity but also momentarily considering the thought that I may have kicked the bucket and was in the Ka stage?
I instantly came out of the odd mood I woke up in. The second I realised what I was thinking.
A rarity ensued, not known in a long time: I laughed out loud at myself, followed by a procession of self-derogatory verbals and then a blessed relief of knowing it didn’t matter why I woke in such a mental mess anyway; I just did But, now it had Cleared! I felt a bit of a clot, to be frank!
The freshly, newly inspired, almost back to normal (not that it is anything to shout about, of course), but with a degree of determination, Inchie set to and tackled removing the attached 
night bag. Carer Richard later gave it a colour coding of 4 – not so good.
Getting on my feet, I noticed the state of my right ankle. No doubt it will transmogrify later in the day. It tends to do that diurnally recently
I checked that the taps or stove had not been left on, or that the fridge or freezer door was not open.
Then, the 
were tackled. No fears or concerns about this, though. this was (even if only temporarily), The new Inchie; Brave, bold and brash, heroic… (Oh, never mind that bit.) A heartening start; there was no demand to utilise the toilet yet, so I was well pleased with not having to go through the pain of fetching water… at least yet!
Apart from yet again not cleaning my teeth – I think I must be nervous if the bleeding each time? Chicken! Things went tremendously well this morning! I joke not when I tell you, there was just one cut shaving! Honestly! And that was a tiny one that stopped on its own accord!.
When showered and shaved, I saw that some toe ends were white again.
Even weirder, I seem to have what I think was a water papules coming up on top of my left foot?
It’s odd how quickly these can grow… yet seem to almost disappear even quicker?
The Mysteries of the old man in Flat Number 72, Woodthorpe Court. With its hobgoblins, spectres, gnomai, phantasms, ghosts, grotesque succubae, extraterrestrials, ectoplasms, spirits, or the Fata-Morganas, that have been sent to taunt, irritate and terminate my already limited saneness of mind. And the landlord’s habit of leaving me in agony having to fetch at least two buckets of water due to the W.C. tank that’s not refilled for five weeks, and advised me it will be four more weeks before any help arrives. And I’ve just voted for them too! Hehehe!
Got the dressing gown on, and couldn’t manage the slippers, but I’ll ask a Carer if they can help. Of course, I forgot to, so went barefooted for the day! I took this drab photo of the drab morning; as I did, the innards told me to make use of the 
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ensured it was a concrete-like, bloody and painful event.
Kicked-off on the first bucket of water fetched, and she is still giving me grief! I wish someone would mention this to the Nottingham City Homes Maintenance team. Then again, no! I can put up with it. My being a courageous, heroical, pain-tolerant, brave, steadfast, stouthearted, indefatigable, hale & hearty, full of the joys of spring sort of fit & healthy, sport-loving young man, who has to fight women of and am practically an oligarch, good looking too. Ahem!
I think?
The sunshine nearly got out then! A close call.
But the drizzle started again.
I’ll see if there’s been any progress on the rich nearby neighbour’s 
house that’s being extended.
Nope. Then again, I think I’ve put the wrong picture on here. It vaguely reminds me of one I took earlier in the week? Hard to believe that I could make such a mistake. He says lyingly!
Oh, I forgot, when Carer Richard came earlier, he checked the medications and dates on the foods for me. He told me the chips needed eating by today.
He got a can of stew from the 
fridge and recommended I had them together for my nosh. So, that’s what I’m about to do now.
Back later, or in the morning…
I hope…
I’m back; late on Tuesday morning. Catch-Up time…
Carer Jodie called, with Carer Rhamat (I think), to change , adding the night bag to show Rhamat (I think), how to do it. No medications were needed. Wish I had taken some later). A mini-natter, and they took the waste bags with them on leaving.
THE MEAL – A REET TREAT!
Veg stew, with added roasted mini-potatoes.
Flavoured with Oxo veg cubes, liquid sea salt and
delightfully tangy Przyprawa seasoning.
Flavour Rating; 8.2/10.
Grrreat!
No sooner had I got settled into the c1968, non-operational, tatty, scruffy, unkempt, uncomfortable, germ-breeding, Harold Haemorrhoid-Testing, sickenly beige-coloured recliner, both the 
and 
launched their tormenting excruciation at me.
It took hours for things to calm down enough to get some sleep. Why I didn’t get up and take some of the extra painkillers from the drawer, I can’t understand? Maybe I did?
Ah, then again, the last time I got up for something after settling with the 
attached, I had an 
and fell over the tubing!.
At least the 
relented for once.
Keep Cheerful – Cheers!
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I got some spuds in the slow cooker to do later.
may be sleeping. I think the ablutioning took about two hours, counting the medicationalising.
Had a peep at the progress of the house being updated and extended.
I think! The fridge was looking sadly low on supplies? But I’ve got an Iceland order coming today… Well, I think I have… no I’m certain one is coming today… It is Saturday, isn’t it? I wish they would make it easier to remember somehow; then again, I’d still get confused if they did.
tune coming from the doorbell.
The most kind deliveryman carried the bags through to the kitchen for me. Much appreciated, I gave him a choice of nibble treats in thanks.
Checked to see if Liberty-Global-owned Virgin Media had come back online yet… Hehehe! Nope!
away.
and sauce. I had one later on; not bad at all.
bleach. 
was even sloppier than the previous attendance.
I pressed on and finally got the Friday blog done; eleven hours after starting it! Then took a photo of the being upgraded house. Again! Seems I forgot I’d already done it.
No sooner had I scribbled this down on the notepad. It went down again!
Crying and stamping my feet would have been an option. Along with gnashing teeth (although this was not a good idea, what with 
giving me stick)
Then, the computer proceeded to confuse me beyond limitations! 
Got the ready meal made and spuds sliced and on the plate.
kitchen floor and burst open. And hitting my head on the corner of the counter when bending down to pick it up… well, that hurt a bit!
potatoes, Desiree. A pot of lemon mousse and a hungry Inchie to eat it. And jolly-nice it was, too! Taste: 7.8/10.
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Said my farewells and thanks and took this photographicalisation through the kitchen window of the night’s heavy rain.
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A few more unavailable items from Asda
the brain was constantly losing it completely or partially, so often, then returning to a slow, crawling working state. There were a few moments in there all the same. Rare flashes of the old Inchie. Unfortunately, which state I was in and when is a jumbled-up mélange, an assortment of miscellaneous thoughts in my memory bank. Few of them made sense or had anything to do with the matter or problem at hand at any particular moment. Similar to my 
Waking up view.
a bit of a workout on me, but I’d sooner go without the extra pains; from hauling buckets of water from the kitchen sink to refill the non-working W.C. tank!
I got a delightful selection of fresh-cut vegetables into the slow cooker. Seasoned with just sea salt and a drop of Worcestershire sauce. Carrots, peas, leeks, potatoes and swede. 
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arrived. She whipped the things away for me, bless her cotton socks.
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I had one of the longest periods of Mind-Blanks ever! Well, I can recall odd bits; While I was supposedly out of it, Carers called, and I did a lot of work on the blog for Monday to get it posted off, at last. But this is not really remembering; it’s just that I found the blog done, although poorly, and the Carers had signed the log sheet after I came back to semi-consciousness but had still been operational? Sort 0ff…
I also found that the day bag had filled up quickly. That or I’d been ‘out-of-it’ longer than I thought?
Apophenialising with these two slate afternoon shot
Fish with babies in an aquarium?
Bulging Veins? And a bruise?
A welcome pleasure to see this wonderful, kind, highly desirable, Nurse, Hristina. (Christina in Polish)
At the time, I was a smidgen miffed, because I was deep into CorelDrawing and caring mistakes, unwanted duplicates, and searching for a graphic I started yesterday, but had forgotten which file I’d put it and what I’d named it!
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are making hobbling about difficult & painful. She said she’d see if it could be arranged for someone to call on me, and she’ll let me know. (Hard nothing yet)
No, the sun needs to be at the far left or right…
Got the position, but a terrible photo”
Not far enough to the left…
Mmm… No good, shame!
came. Checked the day pouch for me. Issued some Peptac & Painkillers, and took some shots of the sunset, before it 
Bootiful! Although not a good shot, I rushed it. on the way back into the other room…
Of course, there was no whining, howling, cursing or swearing.
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I think I might have misjudged the colour on the chart?.
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Was not interested in my wishes.
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Good morning.
Woke up and took off the night bag.
The day bag had filled up quickly!
took well over two hours this morning.
She took a photo of the 
affected right eye, so I could show the district nurse if she comes. Left in the picture above.
Morrison’s email arrived, saying it was on the way.
Got some new drinkies in for the Carers, delivery drivers, Wardens and hopefully, crossed-fingered, the nurses.
The fridge stocks looked healthier!
Fresh vegetables, potatoes, oven-ready chips,
Cheapo bread rolls, although they were dearer than Asda’s.
The monthly flowers for LC (Independent Living Coordinator), Oberstgrüppenfuhreress Warden and Primo Ballerina, Warden Deana, and ILC (Independent Living Coordinator) Generaloberstess, Ice skating champion, desk top dancer and Warden Julie; were odd looking to me. They didn’t have any daffodils or tulips, even roses, but sent these as substitutes. They made four substitutions, and I sent three of them back. Phoned the gals to tell them the flowers had arrived.
After a couple of hours of uninterrupted mistakes, errors, grammar failures, and memory blanks, I felt the sensation of warm pee dribbling onto my feet and onto the carpet!… 
I sprayed cleaner and disinfectant all over the carpet (and feet).
Over, I toppled backwards, catching the left foot under the c1966. charity shop bought, second-hand, wincingly grotty, beige coloured, not working, crumb-covered from the nocturnal nibblings, itch-making, uncomfortable, virus breeding, easy-to-fall-out-of, recliner. c1966. charity shop bought, second-hand, wincingly grotty, beige coloured, not working, crumb-covered from the nocturnal nibblings, itch-making, uncomfortable, virus breeding, easy-to-fall-out-of, recliner. Right on the 
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Down to the lift, and along the link corridor to Winwood Court.. where the access to the polling booth was blocked off. So I had to go outside and down the road a bit and use the French windows to gain access to the polling section. Two nice ladies greeted me; I was a smidgen embarrassed when I could not find the I.D. My bus pass.
Stopping to take a photo of the flowers in the rest area.
, first
Got the trews off with relative ease, I thought – but that was before I saw that I’d torn the stitching on one leg. Getting the shoes off was no fun. The folds of flesh from the ankles seemed to be cemented to my feet? I merely used the picker-upperer; it makes nice scratch marks on the ankle and tore at them in turn…
A few minutes of pondering on how to extract the plates from the shoes provided me with an answer. I’d use my thick wooden long shoehorn to encourage the swollen feet to release themselves from the grip of steel of the shoes. 
I’m afraid I broke the shoehorn in doing so. 
Fantastic pareidoliaising!
Can you see the long-jawed beasts mouth?
Lovelt!
A minute or so later…
Another minute…
The sun’s last gasp of the night!
Aliens shing a light on us? Hehe!.
Blimey, the creature depiction is still showing?
I think the ingredients were potato and leek. In a white sauce of some sort,
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Liberty-Global Virgin Media Internet went down three times today, thus delaying me even more in my own mission of getting the blog done!
Morning view.
Close-up of home extensionings. Coming on well?
The bottomfield, is getting greener!
Ablutionisationings!
The dreaded water carriers!
Ablutionings done!
Spuds in the crock-pot.
First catheter pouch emptying after the nurses had left.
The second shot of the home extensionings was taken because I’d forgot I took the first one. Looks like some more work has been done?
Went dark in the afternoon.
I see so many things in these later clouds!
Bootiful!
Wider shot.
A wider shot reveals so much!
Later, looks like are waves approaching?
Sun gets through as she gets lower.
Took a zoomed-in shot…
Farewell…
All gone!
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An amazing coloured sky this morning. Not a good light for taking photographs, though.
was needed as the chap departed. So, I decided to get them done after the battle against the not-working/refilling W.C. water tanks, and hits mornings struggle was one of the worse in the two weeks that the plumbing mechanism was reported to Nottingham City Homes. For sure 
It must have taken half an hour to get it out, with a thud and splashing water – followed by complete and utter relief! Thank Gawed that the evacuation was out without any injuries; they were the odd specks of blood, but that’s to be expected. 
thing was that 
were not too painful at all. The first mystery of many today! Having achieved this first mission, the Dangerous one remained, collecting the water to refill the non-working water W.C. tank.
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Approx. 08:00hrs; 
I was going to do the teeth first. But another mystery arose; I just could not find the toothbrush? Had I thrown it in the bin yesterday? Or put it in my dressing gown pocket? 
teggie cleaning today! I totally forgot about using the shower and set about, with the aid of Dettol, Carbolic soap, nail brushes, flannels and the picker upperer, to have a stand-up scrubbing down… which was not easy at all. What with the extra-long tube on 
I bet you expected me to tell you of all the cuts and haemoglobin flowing down, taking a circular route down my bloated belly, and joining the blood flow coming from poor Little Inchies ever most bothersome Fungal Lesion? You’d be right! A dollop of liberally applied Brut aftershave soon stopped the leaks. (Not on Little Inchie, I hasten to mention, I’m not a sadist. Hehe!) Just on the chin, lip and ear lobes – I’m not sure how I cut the ear lobe in the first place. It could have been a micro-shake from 
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I took some anti-
winced, and that was that. Did my best to pain gel the awkward to get to try medicating
do no harm. Dried the bum well and applied copious amounts of the dearer than gold weight for weight, Germoloid Ointment. Dearer than the Germoloid Cream but much more soothing.
The ear and eye drops were put in; there was a drop or two that actually got into the eyes this time! Hehehe! I got the slightly less painful to 
wear but very costly new Tena for Men and P.P.s.
on the server trolley in the wet room, naturally, obviously on one of the toes that had 
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The next snap taken was to the right of the kitchen window. Displaying the flats’ balconies and the gravel footpath by the tree copse into Woodthorpe Park.
Then learnt out of the window as far as I dare, with a good grip on the camera loop, to take a shot of the Winwood Heights car park below Woodthorpe Court, where I dwell in hell.
A confirmation call from Deep Vein Thrombosis, Anti-Coagulation Therapy, Warfarin clinic, Haematology Angel Hristina ♥, that she will be calling on me next Tuesday to take a blood sample for analysis & INR Level. Super news! 
I started the computer and opened CorelDraw to add the photographs of the day. And found that several snaps had not made it onto the S.D. card… yet again! 
I think the right foot was getting thinner, with less fluid content? (But this did not last long. She was soon all bloated & painful. Tsk! The 
keep trying to come up, but they soon disappear, but never for long?
usual, I glanced at the bands on the left arm… it was not there! You’d be gobsmacked at what I did then… (I was!) I went into the wet room and searched around… no luck; I Tried the kitchen, the same result, so back into the rubbish… I 
mean, the front room. Then, I glanced at my other wrist as I got on the computer, still not re
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What a 
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All of the poor-quality sunset photos and the one of the meal were lost into the ether, never to be seen again! It was only chips and bread with BBQ sauce, but I enjoyed it. Taste-Rating: 6.6/10.
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First photo after the calamity of carrying the water from the kitchenette to refill the still unmended, non-working W.C. tank.
Took another shot from the same place.
I got deep into concentrating on the blog work.
My Pareidoliaing came to the fore when I looked at yesterday’s photo above. Danged if I can see it now, but I saw a pig’s face and snout in the photo. This encouraged me to make this graphic. Blown if I can see it now… but it’s well late in the day before I got to doing this blog, and my eyes are always worserer when I get tired.
Afternoon shot, taken when I went to the kitchen to make my first mug of Glengettie tea. (I said I was feeling odd, didn’t I?).
Noticing that a local house was having an extension built.
The leg was itching underneath the day pouch.
Evening shot.
Pareidoliaing opportunity here?
Carer arrived. I got on the computer after the gal 
Yet as I had two, almost at the same time, this seemed to bring me back to 
accompanied by the day-long pains from 
An 
erupted as I was washing the pots. I made a grab for Metal-Mickey, knocked my knee against the cabinet, and toppled a dish from the draining board; that hit the 
sausages in the fridge, with a good splashing of BBQ sauce. Two bread rolls and a pot of strawberry dessert. Very nice simple nosh; I was too tired to bother with anything fancy. Flavour-Rating: 7.10.
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Waking up, I was tremendously resistant to the thought of trying the computer.
night bag, I was not concerned about anything other than ‘Will the computer work?’ After yesterday’s performance with the mystery ‘Process thingummybob’ for eleven hours, I felt it might be the end for the Bang & Olufsen. My heart was not in what I was doing, and I feared the worst. I was resisting any activity apart from removing the night bag. However, the need for the 
Aha, Mr Fries, $26 million a year plus a guaranteed bonus paid, the boss of Liberty-Global – Virgin Media had got the signal working again. Well done to that number-crunching oligarch! 
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have been repaired… as I mentioned yesterday… if I live long enough.
I had a blast on the computerisationing.
came in support of BPB 
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High, but on her way down…
The last fullish blest of her heat…
All but hidden now. Gorgeous!
A last quick peek