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A sleepless night again. A bad start to the day. So, there is nothing new there, then!
I believe I got up, not woke up, cause I never got to sleep: at 04:35 hours. I’m certain-ish that was the time on the big clock.
Time seemed to go by like greased lightning!
I took the night pouch from 
.
A little dark again.
Thinking I had plenty of time before the 
arrived, and needing to use the 
, I made for the wet room and got on the Throne first.
Well, another reversal in the fight between 
& 
. Trotsky had regained superiority over Konrad this morning. What a messy job! I got 
teggies, carefully cleaned. A fair bit of bleeding, though. Then tackled the shaving, with Blood-Bringing-Boris-Razor adding to the haemoglobin loss, and only from two little nicks. A good splashing of the Brut after-shave stopped it easily enough. I was already stripped for the shower, turned on the power to the shower, went back into the wet room and opened the shower curtain to have a looked-forward-to-shower. 
As the two end curtain rings shot off!
Not wanting to splash the water all over the room, I decided to get the step ladder and replace the hooks to the curtain.
I got the picker-upperer, picked both hooks up, and in doing so, caught my chin with the handle of the picker-upper. The blood flowed again! So, even more, Brut after-shave was used, which stung a bit this time.
I went off into the front room, got the ladder, went back to the wet room, and gingerly got up the ladder eventually; it took me a while, with my not seeing so good, but I did get them reattached.
Then, a moment of doubt came over me – had I left the kitchen sink tap running? It had to be checked out. Despite that it was, or should have, been obvious that I had not used the kitchen taps yet! 
In the kitchen, and while in there, I thought I’d put the kettle on, which I did, why I don’t know. Then:
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Came in; I didn’t hear the door chime cause I was in the kitchen. It must have taken her a lot of effort not to burst out laughing! Well done, gal!
There I was, reaching up to get the kettle filter, wearing nothing but a red face and .
With only a quickly-grabbed sheet of kitchen towel to try and hide my poor Little Inchie, I made my way to get a dressing gown on. I think she saw the funny side of things. I hope.
My mind was all over the place then. I forgot momentarily about me just about to have a shower as we talked about something or other. I even asked her to put some Phorpain gel
on 
. Not realising I’d be under the shower shortly. I was really confused and struggled with things.
I think that took the laundry down for me, but I’m not sure if it was Sam or the later Carer, Jo-Anne. Sam took the waste bag and had a smile on her face, I’m sure; when she departed. Hehehe! I don’t blame her, either.
I got the showering completed at last. Spent most of the time doing it, thinking about how I could have got the time so wrong this morning. Then I decided it was the fault of 
, 
and 
. Before I’d finished the shower, I added 
, then another guilty one, 
. I may add to this list later.
The feet and legs were looking betterer. Dried off with the bath towel, and started the medicationing. then I 
Germoloided 
.
Germolened the stomach flab and between the legs and on the outer bum. (Catheter catching)
Daktacorted poor 
.
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Got the alert and alarm wristlets back on.
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Got some more aftershave on the cuts that were leaking blood again… That made me jump a bit!
Carer Chris came, but what the heck happened during this visit? Apart from a feeling it went well, there are no details in my memory bank whatsoever.
By the time I’d got a bit of nouse back, I found I’d posted off the Friday blog. I just hope that I’ve finished it first.
I found the oven on with nothing in it. I’d taken out frozen cobs to that in the heat on the window ledge.
Found this photo – no idea when I took it.
But it is beautiful.
Can’t recall taking this one at all, or why. Mayhap, giving me some pain and stick, with having to fetch buckets of water again to flush the loo?
Aha, This one prompted the memory box.
It was when I first put the computer on this morning.
Self posing? Hehehe!
Yee-Gawds! It’s nearly 19:00hrs. 
evening visit. A new lad, he’s coming out of his closet now. Getting my sense of humour I think he likes it. He Phorpained my
lower back, gave me some Peptac, and took the bin bags with him. He also checked the electricity meter, but was as aware if what to get a reading as I was – Zilch! I’ve added it to the list of help needed on the whiteboard. Getting full now.
Arrived, Blimey, it’s gone 20:00hrs already.
Better get the nosh sorted.
Back in the morning to play catch-up!
Saturday Morning Late.
WHAT A RIP-ROARING COCK-UP!
I took photographicalisations of the meal, the night sky, a bleeding finger & my stubbed toe… Maybe others?
This morning I took three, the urine bag, the morning view, and the bloodied stubbed toe again. Then I belatedly realised the card was in the reader! Arrgh!
Back to last night…
Found this on the SD though...
I’m not certain why I took this one?
Judging by the shadow’s position, I took this mid-afternoon.
After tea-time?
I think I look this one earlier and missed it, but maybe not. The urine was clear, but by the morning, it was back to a sort of dark brown/red. Note some papules trying to reappear?
I put this into the computer, which is where I left it while I took a load of other lost photographs!
TTFNski
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I’ll try again…
night pouch. 
Almost immediately 
kicked off. Then my spectacles fell off of my head. I dropped the picker-upperer retrieving them. Now, the hinges are even loser and more delicate than they were before! 
which the picker-
upperer fell on, are sorer!
got the PP’s down, tearing them in my haste.
.
, 
and then the 
Through the balcony window.
A second shot shows the fallen-off curtains. Humph!
Afternoon wee-wee. A good colour!
Nice few this afternoon.
Check on the worker-free house.
Finally, the first mug of Thompson Punjana tea.
Second visit to the 
.
.
But so beautiful. I’ll ask Tim in New Mexico what these
arrived as I was prepping the meal. Good timing. Gave my back a dose of painkiller cream.
What another feast. A mixed bag of a hotpot, stew, call it what you will. Two defrosted bread rolls, to funk in the liquid… which had in it: Fresh leeks, baked potatoes and a can of thick vegetable soup; with my secret ingredients. Although they won’t be now cause I’m telling you. Hehehe! 
Followed by…
Some delicious vegan ice cream!
Nice!
, who attached the night pouch to 
. No educational prescription tablets were needed, but I did take some Peptac.
at all. Well, not to the usual standard. Yet despite this, and feeling so tired and worn out mentally, sleep, getting off to sleep, took me hours of absolute boredom and frustration. After a few hours, I noticed that the 
had barely any urine in it?
, and went off to the kitchenette to get another bottle of soda water; hopefully to encourage urination.
– 
as well as 
attending me. Followed as got ready to take the pictures, by an 
, courtesy of 
.
It left a dent in the metal… as I hit it, 
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pouch. 
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The usual struggle is to get the water to refill the non-working W.C. tank. The latest date for an ETA for a plumber is now in July.
called twice tonight.
Rubbed some Phorpain gel into my back for me.
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ruling things. This morning, it seems a counter-attack from 
had been fully successful; Konrad had regained control.
, I was rushing back to the wet room, with some urgency for visit number two! 
The disgrace, ignominy, and humiliation!
joined in with her. This was very testing.
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Microwave in and outside, and cabinets done!.
The stove took me over an hour and a half to get cleaned up.
I bet the metal handles will get hot?
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Cloudy today, up to now.
, 
and 
. Haha!
I went back onto the computer, working away, making mistakes, cursing myself and spotted blood coming from the left thumbnail. I was confused a first, but remembered cutting the fingernails yesterday. That’ll be why.
Seconds late, found a newish mark on the right knuckle?
Dark but Bootiful clouds.
It filled the big dish.
Took this shot as I was washing up the pots etc.
An unnatural shade tonight.
Bootiful all the same!
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up to now, have been much better. After Wednesday’s performance with them, I was genuinely worried. And now cheerfuller! Please don’t miss the piece on “How I had a ‘Pee’ in my Dressing Gown Pocket”
I Fank You!
it went well this Thursday morning… 
was playing up. So, I started to get shaved… This was interesting: The task went speedily or seemed to. 
started.
Was dried off with paper towelling.
.
Dragged the bags and boxes into the kitchenette.
At least they had some cheapo cheesy curls and
Already in pain, I then had to tackle the water fetching!
I went to the front room and got the buckets that I’d left in there,
Noticed some dabbled spots on the leg?
, then 
did the same for me. Been a smidge easier since.
Then the sky…
A bit glum; it was all day.
ordered them last week for me. Bless her Cotton Socks! Great help, that was!
Left & right lower legs have new papules & spots!
Oh, dearie me! Dabbed some aftershave on it…
& 
combined simultaneously on the right arm, and I knocked the peas and colander into the sink. Which:
❾ One of the peas must have found its way into the pocket during the fiasco in the kitchen? Hahaha! Don’t know why I’m laughing. Off to get the meal made up at last.
Not too bad at all! – 
Eerie? But Pareidoliaiable all the same.
I was so annoyed at myself! I’d left the hot tap running, and it was now cold water! Could have used the kettle and saucepan for hot water to wash the pots, but felt so depressed I didn’t.
started giving me some vicious stick. And he has not been a bother for months now, but he was back. He was probably giving 
support, in their combined effort to see me off. Not to mention, 
and the others.
I cannot cope with all this.
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, I descried the futility of living. Doreen will eventually take full control.
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My immediate thought was that I had done something wrong.