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It already has vulgarisation,
No shortage of unsophistication,
Proletariats filled with dissatisfaction,
So much violence & traumatisation,
Greed, envy, but little affection…
Megar-rich Oligarchs get much satisfaction,
Questioned, they threaten a nuclear reaction,
Politician with their lies and extortion…
Threaten each other, and the futilitarian,
Not humanitarian, but they offer humiliation,
Invalidation, invasion, verbal invention,
Warnings, battles, child deaths; no mediation,
Babies die, no food or water, no medication…
Humankind’s morals need a recalibration,
Hopes, fair values need a reactivation,
Worldwide, each and every person…
Hatred, greed… what chance of elimination?
I’m lucky, I’m close to my termination,
How can we have a compassion rejuvenation?
I see no chance of any reconciliation,
Our youngsters will need reharmonisation
Will they see our savours rematerialisation?
Or, remilitarisation and remobilisation?
Peace is in dire need of resuscitation.
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06:00hrs: Woke with a startle to find that 
she was rattling the ball joint for all she was worth! I waited a minute or so until she calmed down, then did the balance exercises, got the 
taken off, gathered the needs of the ablutioning session, and waddled gingerly off to the wetroom.
Two nicks shaving, teeth & gums bleeding. Had a 
controlled 
session. And medicated the usual ailments as needed and within reach for me to do so. The only spot of bother was coming from 
. I did struggle a little more than usual getting the protection pants on due to Frank.
Put the kettle on and popped into the balcony to take this shot through the kitchenette window. Cold, very cold today. Then I meandered back to the 
kitchen to take this snap of the end of the car park. It came out rather well, with the sun coming up from the back. Showed the contrast of the thin mud slide with and out of the sunshine. The liquid seemed to contain bubbles, or maybe snow? Then I noticed the tyre marks. I assume a vehicle had reversed into the watery mud to turn round.
Arrived as I was making a brew of tea in the kitchen. She recognised I was not up to par, bless her. Medications issued. Body areas were checked and balmed. Knees were Phorpained.
CorelDraw on to sort the photos. Problems again. Moved on to yesterday’s blog.
Got carried away with rebuilding the word list again. Over three hours this time. Tsk! I didn’t seem to be able to stop myself from doing it.
Carer Nizra arrived. Painkillers given with Peptac.
Back on the word listings, then a District Nurse arrived to remedicate the right leg for me. I think she is a retired nurse, now doing community nursing. I like her; she is no-fuss and has a twinkle in her eyes.
She got the strapping off, removed the protection plaster, wiped the wounds and put a new medicated plaster one. Strappings back on top, and she was ready to go. ❤ Bade her thanks and farewell.
The following hour and bit are a complete blank to me. I jotted down the time the nurse arrived, so I was pretty sure I’d been out of it for an hour and 20 minutes. But there were on acidy upsurges from the innards, and I was not feeling dizzy, confused or out of balance. So, I could not have had a seizure. Puzzling? 
! I’ve never come out from a seizure before without the acrid taste shooting up from the innards, through my throat, mouth, and nose.
Did I fall asleep? Possible, I suppose.
Carer Ahram turned up, and here I was, looking at an almost-empty blog page for today! Miles behind with everything again. Humph! Ahram issued the medications, and I realised that I was struggling to understand what he was saying, not only that, I think I was not talking properly, a bizarre sensation.
Sunet photographs.
The sun was in a rush to hide?
Tried a close, not very good
Cheerio, sun!
Food came to mind. I decided on a ready-made stew, added some gravy I made from instant powder, mixed it in a microwave bowl, and put the lot in the oven for five minutes. While I got the two sourdough rolls left and put them on the tray.
I thought it had a decent taste. See tomorrow’s blog to see why it wasn’t too good. Hehe!
Carer Ejaz made the last flash call. Painkillers and a quick natter about things, and off he shot.
I went to wash the pots up, and the view out of the kitchen window looked so attractive that I tried taking some shots of it.
Neither were they up to much.
Still, I did my bestest!
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“Every new beginning comes from some other beginning’s end.” I think…
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Got the nocturnal pouch off, and while emptying it, the need for an evacuation arose. I should think it took me at most 60 seconds to get seated, and Pwhor!
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While waiting for the kettle to boil, I took three photographicalistions with my Kodak Tim 2 camera from the kitchenette window, of the dark, rainy view it beheld. The first one was not a good one at all, 
of the front car park. I tried again and made an even worse job of it. However, this did not stop me from making another effort, determined to get one 
passable photo out of the session. Well, it wasn’t going to challenge Savis Bailey’s reputation, Haha! But it was a smidge improved on the first two, I think.
I got the Health Checks sorted. Then I got the results put into the NHS graph thingamajig. It was nerve-racking how long it took to open Excel!
to nibble. He-he!
The computer froze! I was depressed instantly! 
for a few minutes and took another photo from the kitchen window. The first one of the slower-melting snow in the field.
Then one of the front car park for the third time. This one came out clearer. But it was a lot lighter, so I expected a better job.
That’s how late it is!
Highly satisfactory!
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I dream of good health,
Pleased with the photo I took this morning. It was an incredible
Of to the 
for an evacuation. 
one is made with fragile, thin material, cotton, I think. It’s comfy, but in winter it’s a bit cold to wear without a dressing gown. 
Then off to the main junk room and into the bacony to take a couple of photographs. The first one of the dead end beyond the 
car park. The puddle of soil
As I turned to get back into the flat, I twisted 
I carried out the first BP checks and recorded them on the whiteboard to go on the computer later. Then made a brew of Typhoo extra-strong tea and had a couple of bikkies dunked and eaten. When I say a couple… Hehehe!
I got to the door, and nobody was there. As I was closing the door, I espied a small parcel on the floor outside. It was some re
ady-filled Enoxaparin hypodermics. I’m glad they sent them, just in case.
Tsk! Then Manpreet got some Phorpain, well, it’s another name now, but the same thing, just not strong enough, only 10%, not the usual 20%… which also had gone down from 30%. 
When Manpreet left, I went to try the Procelain Throne again.
The computer went into sleep mode just as I was pressing the Kodak Tim-2 button.
I forgot to take the flash off! Hehe!
Gorrit!
Later, I went to take a snap of the sunset. But by the time I’d found Kodad Tim-2, I was too late and missed it. Grumph!
I zoomed in to catch the last of the sun as it came around the globe.
Then even closer. This snap reminded me of something, but I’m blown if I can remember what it was now. Huh
Joined in immediately after the 
got seated, an urgent, panicky desire to use the Porcelain Throne arose; I got up and nearly fell down again, thanks to 
frame as I was taking off the dressing gown. Multitasking should be taken off of my agenda. On the plus side, I got down on the plastic seat in time, but only just. 
legs up on a chair, and was soon in the land of Nod! Accompanied, unfortunately, by 
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0420hrs: I woke up coughing, and my eyes were running… and struggling to contain the rear-end evacuation that was plainly on its escape route of its own accord. 
I went onto the balcony to see what the end of the car park was like. I think they must be parking to block access like this on purpose? Not that it matters to me. The white car is now parked halfway across the chevrons, with support from a blue van. I imagine they had a valid reason for this fire engine and ambulance blocking tactics. I think 
I could see a pool of water near the park’s entrance and exit. Maybe the tarmac has bec
It doesn’t seem that long since I was walking that route every day and just loved doing it. Whatever the weather was like. No more!
that was a bit of a blow to my morale. I thanked her for her help & understanding, and bade her farewell. She took the waste bags with her. Wishing her luck, I gave her a mini-hug too. I hope that Ejaz will not be moved. Wonder who will do the morning call. This afternoon, Ejaz didn’t know about the changes. So he might not be doing it. I hope it might be Carer Carer Carer Nimra. 
front and Chestnut Way car parking in the bays.
Laid out before me at the kitchen window were hundreds of houses, homes, bungalows: being in my sad mode, I thought of what they were doing. There will be burglars, families at war and in love, students, Bulgarians, Irish, Indians, Pakistanis, Africans, Nigerians, Chinese, Serbians, Welsh, Scots, Poles, Ukrainians, Jews, Hungarians, Jamaicans, Myanmar, Bangladeshi, Palestinians, Libyans, etc, etc out there. Those in need, in pain, missing home, we all have one thing in common. 
Gobble, slurp, belch!
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Morning view
BP Hyper this morning!
Managed a mug of tea, before
Carers table. Tided up by Carer
Brightening up!
Floods at the end of the car park.
and 
kept me company all day.
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, waking me with a start, and Twitching Neck Ted started. I fumbled my way out of bed, and just about every ailment joined in making an almost dangerous trip to the hallway to press the admit button for Carer Nimra. I nearly fell over the long night pouch and had to fight against
it 
was already weakening his grip on me. Good! 
I went on the balcony and did not dare open the windows to take these two shots, with the mist and rain out there. The first taken was straight ahead
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Not that I’d got one really in the first place, other than a determination to get yesterday’s blog completed. When it came to using the word list, I opened one and realised it was just a template I’d made to start replacing all of the lost ones from scratch. I was morose and 
When I cottoned on to what I’d done and what I hadn’t.
I stopped and went to make my first mug of tea of the day. And the phone rang. The nurse will not be coming today after all.
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Kicked off the moment that the toothbrush was used, and at the same time, for no apparent reason, 
joined in the assault.
he stayed for the rest of the day! 
Carer Nimra arrived as I was hanging up the Khagoul I’d handwashed in the wetroom. She checked the right leg, removing the straps to reveal that the nurse had applied a large bandage over the leaky blisters. I had no idea she had. Which goes to prove that 
is also on the job with the other ailments. I’m anticipating others will join in soon. She checked the HC figures, foamed the ankle and leg and put the straps back on, not necessarily in that order. Nirma, kindly give me a dollop of Photpain Gel on my lower back and rub it in well, along with a Codeine 30g and two paracetamols, as part of the usual medications. Said my thanks, and she departed. 
All a part of the mystery from Woodthorpe Court, with the hobgoblins, spectres, gnomai, phantasms, ghosts, grotesque succubae, extraterrestrials, ectoplasms, & spirits. Receptive Aphasia Phyllis, Paroxysmal Dyskinesia, Episodic ataxia, Ménière’s disease, Dark, Deep, Dank Depressing Darius, Memory Mangling Malcolm, Peripheral Neuropathy Pete, Nicodemus Neurotransmitters Dying, Glaucoma Gladys, Stuttering Stephany, Lymphorrhoea Leslie, Sandra’s Seizures, Arithmaphobia, Fractures Kne Frank, Cartilages Choe & Carol, Arthur Itis, and Toothache Tiffany – I may have missed a few off. Along with the Fata Morgana, hobgoblins, spectres, gnomai, phantasms, grotesque succubae, Whoopsiedangleplops, that have been sent to taunt, irritate and terminate my already limited saneness of mind, and then 
Class One! 
It was foggy and raining when I went to make a brew of tea, so I got Kodak Tim Two and took dome photographs from inside 
the balcony of the views on offer. The first one to the right. This second one is slightly to the right. 
strategic parking experts’ results in the end car park. I hope we don’t need to call the Fire Service. Health & Safety? Tsk!
I got that blog posted and stood up to treat myself to another mug of tea, and have some bikkies to dunk! But, no! 
gave way
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he joined the other pains, and he was not playing at it either. I gulped some Peptac, knowing it was not going to help, which got me even more pissed-off with myself. I then started sorting out two of the drawers. Then, back to searching everywhere in the room, without any luck, I even looked in the wet room, kitchen and junk room! Under the recliner, cupboard, desk, table, in the balcony… Huh! 
would visit me, that would have been great – it would not have solved the problem, but I would not have been bothered!
growing deeper all the 
time. Not a bad nosh.
I took this snap out of the kitchen window of the late-night view. It came out very dark, too dark to see anything. In the morning, I lightened it a bit.
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Up at 04:10hrs! I am a fool!
went to work on me. He stayed for the duration of the hour-and-a-half-long ablution session. During which, both knees kicked off – Why? I’ll tell you. Hehe! 
gave way, and I clouted both knees as I went down to grab the sink to prevent a whole tumble. (I’m getting wise to these knee collapses now!) – 
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I went to the kitchen after abluting, medicating, perfuming and dressing. Got the kettle on and took this shot through the kitchen window of the rain. Took me a while to work out what was what in this photo. The reflections with the flash showed more of what was behind me than of what was in front of me. Interesting detail. He says! Almost artistic, even if it was unintended. Haha! 
to try again. 
The higher shot of the sky proved a bit less successful… but I’m used to not being successful. I’ve had Years of practice. Haha!
ot of me, finally getting my first mug of tea of the day! Nirma took a good shot with Kodak Tim Two.
I handwashed a khagoule and the other pair of under-socks and hung them to dry in the wet room.
? Ejaz thinks I may have made it while in a seizure? I guess he’s right; he reminded me of the most prolonged seizure, as far as I know, that I’ve had. In August, I think. After I’d recuperated, I’d put the biggest load of verbal garbage in the blog, a right load of hogwash. I took a photo of it and showed it to the Warfarin DVT blood test nurse later, and it was an unreadable load of tommyrot – to quote her. Now there’s a thought; if I still use the computer while under the influence of a seizure, could I have made a food order and not known it? Just a thought.
The Asda order arrived!
manager will be calling me soon, I’m sure.
I put a potato in the cooker to warm up with my daily meal. Then returned to the computer to try again to concentrate on getting yesterday’s
tter.
What look like chips on the left of the tray are Marmite Cheese Puffs. A packet of pretend crab sticks, sugar-snap peas, & pork & pickle pork pies! It tasted Grrreat! A tub of lemon & lime yoghourt for dessert!
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05:30hrs: I was woken by 
Who I felt was trying to detach my head from my body. Within seconds of waking up, he gave up trying, and then I had the attention of 
were suffered.
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As gently as I could, I found and brushed the few teeth I had left. I had to have an 
; I’d not had one for eight hours.I dropped the toothbrush. Which bounced of the edge of the sink and fell on the floor. 
and 
though! I’d calmed down after taking a break and taking this photo of the morning view. I took one of the sky as well. But it 
seemed to come out so differently coloured from what my eyes saw when taking it? Perhaps I was still annoyed?
Both knees, and where I could reach on my back. Then on to the Barrier Creaming. Under arms, under my man-breasts, between the top of the legs, and my 
lower private parts were done. I’ll ask Carer Nimra to do the knees, ankles and feet for me with the foam and emollients in the morning, before she puts on the feet undersocks and strappings. I’d be lost without the Carers.
I very carefully Germolened the extra sensitive lower regions, both of them. The right one keeps changing size?
Next, another delicate 
operation, but oh, it so cooled down the stinging! I almost started singing for joy at the relief.
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and used the nasal sprays. Got the Ophthalmic eyedrops in. The usual performance again. I’m sure I missed more than I got in the eyes. The liquid runs down the cheek, so I have to shut my lips in case any trickles into the mouth. It did once
The ready-made Parselt Box meals arrived. I bought a few of the faggot and mashed potatoes in gravy ones, they were on offer.
Kitchen window photographs, taken late on. First, to the right; the second, to the left. It seemed to be getting 
lighter? It may be me getting tired, or is there a slight possibility that I may have made a bit of a grammatical error, a 
and put them in the wrong order? This is not out of the ordinary.
Is still playing me up from this morning’s enforced genuflectioning.
Got my faggots, potatoes & gravy meal ready, and took a snap of it. Well, I thought I did. But I couldn’t find it on either the SD card or the internal memory. Again! Another lost snap!
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I was searching for another lost snap of this morning’s piccy of the microwave. Could I find it? Well, No!
This took me back to my anklesnapping days. Faggots, 3d – (1½p) (Tom Sanderson, Arkwright Street) for six in those days, were a part of the luxury dining in our house! 
. Ejaz. I asked him to take the leggings and under-socks off on this last call, so I can enjoy a shower on Wednesday morning. There I go again, making plans. When will I ever learn?
