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Up at 04:35hrs. (I thought it was later)
Removed the attached night bag with some effort, from 
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It looked nice and light in the first picture.
I took a second to show the content level.
It now looked darker?
Stripped off to go and to get the ABLUTIONS done. By the time I got inside the wet room, a sudden grumbling from the innards, forced a change of plans, and I lunged towards the much-needed swiftly 
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evacuation; it felt solid enough, though, and the current regulation two torpedoes almost shot out, creating a tsunami in the bowl. Six trips to fetch water to refill the not-working, unmended W.C. tank.
Five cuts shaving, all in the neck area. Let’s face it, that should be expected; this is the only area on the head where hairs grow still. apart from the ‘tash, and that is running out fast. Hehehe!
Body wash completed. It is not so easy doing around , or the inserted tube in Little Inchie. Even in the bum cleaning session, I dropped the cloth twice, then got over-enthusiastic and got the external perishers of 
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I struggled to get some cream on the right ankle ulcer.
Looks like it is developing and ready to burst out again soon.
He’s not done this for many a month.
Oh, Sod-It!
Just got the aftershave, and deodorants were used, medicated the various areas in need; and could hardly believe it, once again, the was needed! now in full control. Gooey, yet splattery. What a mess; it took me ages to get the porcelain and, yes… floor, and I cleaned up again!
Then, of course, the job of hauling water to refill the tank.
Got it all sorted in the end.
Got the waste gag sorted and ready to go.
Got the computer on. Carer Kara arrived. Soon got me sorted out. Eye drops, medications, and bless her, she rubbed some
into my back.
No sooner had she gone, than a worryingly third summoning to the was needed. was in full flow now. I’m concerned about going to the hospital in this state… don’t need any more 
in that department! I’ll put some toilet rolls in the trolley.
Made up some Soda water drinks, adding the raspberry flavoured juice in them.
Checked the kitchen. All safe.
Turned off the computer, and started to get the things ready before my last clean-up to set off for the lift.
Sister Jane rang me with news of an incident that has closed part of the City Centre, ST Anns and close to me, Magdala Road!
This is the latest from the BBC
What do we know so far?
Developments in Nottingham are moving fast – and we are working double time to get you the full picture.
Here’s a rundown of what we know so far:
- A 31-year-old man has been arrested on suspicion of murder after three people died in Nottingham city centre last night
- In a statement, the force said it was called to Ilkeston Road in the city at 04:00 BST, where two people were found dead
- Officers were called to a second incident on Milton Street, where a van had attempted to run over three people, who are being treated for their injuries, condition unknown.
- A man has also been found dead on Magdala Road
- Prime Minister Rishi Sunak and Home Secretary Suella Braverman say they are being kept updated about developments
- Chief Constable Kate Meynell says the three “horrific and tragic” incidents are believed to be linked
- Several roads are closed, and public transport services have been suspended
Incident locations MAP
The flats here are underneath the top red sign.
OF course, even if the culprits are caught and given life imprisonment; The murderous themselves, Parole Board animals will ensure they get freed to kill again in a few years!
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Getting ready for the hospital trip was something of a daymare!
❶ Managed to get the trousers. (No socks attempted, no help).
❷ Getting the shoes on was the hardest part, and as gave up, to try again on the first one. 
, the urine flowed from the Catheter! Arrgh!
❸ Had a hell-of-a-mess! Peed on my legs and feet, the trousers, the shoe, and it took so long to get cleaned up…
❹ Then, the trousers were thrown out, and I had to get another pair from the racking – time running out here…
❹ But the fresh pair were too wide, and then I had to get the belt threaded through the hoops. Had to take the trews down to enable access… all the time worrying about another catching of the valve and leak!
❺ Got them back on, and then the challenge of getting the shoes on started again… it was a painful battle, but no help was available; so I pressed on. It took me ages to get them on, and I could not get to straighten the tongue, so I had to wear feet crippling painful shoes all day.
Then a mad rush to get down to the lobby in time. I managed with three minutes to spare, then spent the next ten minutes sitting in the lobby, worrying if, in my haste, I might have left a tap running, or the stove on in the flat… Oh, dearie me!
The 
lift arrived, no signage on it, so I hoped it was them. It was! I got onto the bus, tied down in the seat, for a worrying trip, as the seat was narrow, and pressing against the one in front, threatening to burst or cause to leak from the valve of pouch!
ARRIVAL AT THE HOSPITAL EENT
The driver got us hastily to his next pick up neat Middleton Boulevard. Collected a lady, and on to the QMC...
With him having the lady in the mini-bus, the driver could not escort me to the department needed, but I felt confident I remembered the way from the last visit. (I didn’t, how wrong can one be?) I got in through the doors, and…
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kicked off. Add that there must have been a 
somewhere during the next few minutes, because; The next thing I recall is being on another floor and simply lost! Someone came to me and asked if I was alright. Showed him or her the letter, and told me I wanted the ground floor. Took the lift down, and by the time I got there, my mind was clearing nicely. Found my way to the reception.
I tried to sneak a photograph of the large waiting room. Realising although I’d remembered to take the Kodak, I’d left the SD card in the computer at home. Grrr! 
As the lady told me to take a seat, the Mind-Fog returned. I sat down, and within minutes a lady came to collect me. A stern young lady. Not forthcoming with any details but went through whatever procedure it was checking each eye. Opened the door, pointed to the seating, and said, ‘Wait there’, so I did.
I rearranged tackle to a more comfortable position, I was collected by another medic, and I walked into another waiting room, and took, as instructed, a seat to await being called into the next surgery.
Then someone else came out and took me to a treatment room there. This lady did a few Eye Tests on the machine… 
And on another machine, then eye tests on both eyes.
Both repeated using an.
OCCLUDER
What is the purpose of an eye occluder?
I looked it up: A pinhole occluder (an opaque disc with one or more small holes) is used to determine whether the reduced vision is caused by refractive error, possibly Myopia.
If this is the case, the pinhole will cause an improvement in visual acuity. It improved one of the eyes but not the other, I can’t recall which one, though. My guess is, it was either the left or mayhap the right one! Hehehe!
Back out and led to yet another waiting area. Shortly another lady came to me, to tell me that this was for the last checks, with the lady in charge. Dr Dahlia Said. Off into her office, and some checks made in both eyes with weird squiggly colours and lines flashing. She did not look too happy and silently consulted her computer. Then, gave me the results of all the tests collectively; I may have got things wrong, but this is how I remember it going.
The right eye: with the new cataract: Tiny crack underneath – further investigation needs surgery and an x-ray. It’s possible the cataract will need removing/lasering and a new one fitted; then, a new cornea will need to be put over the eye. Overnight job if done together.
I was given a prescription, to take to the Hospital’s Pharmacy for filling. These will be for two different eye drops: both just for the right eye. The first one will need putting in four times a day, for a month – important you do take them on time and miss none of this first course of drops.
The second bottle of drops, is totally different, which should help during the upcoming surgery. Do not mix them! These are also four a day, for the next month. Take extreme care not to let any of either medication spill on your face.
The left eye: Needs the cataract done afterwards. The
Glaucoma drops are not to be supplied until all is as it should be with my cataracts on both eyes. The main treatment will be just eye drops initially. Hey-Ho!
On my way out, a lady stopped me and explained that my going to the Pharmacy at the hospital at this time, would possibly involve a 5-6 hour wait, as they get very busy. So, we will post, it in the mail to you. So you can leave now. That was extremely nice of her, and I said so. ♥
So, off to the front door forecourt area, without getting lost, I might add. 
I had a farcical chinwag with another old-timer who was waiting for a lift. I’m not sure of what he was saying, any more than he knew what I was going on about. Hehehe! But we both seemed glad to have some sort of a natter, I think.
My lift arrived spot on time. And was driven Stirling Moss-style back to the flat in Sherwood. As we passed the Willow House Chinese takeaway, on Mansfield Road, all illuminated, I really would have loved to get something to eat.
No bother from the usually troublesome flipping bag, when I go out at all. The bag was not half full when I got back into the flat. Which I found 
. Up to the flat. considered calling for a takeaway, but relented.
I called Meridian’s Nightline and told them I was back home from the hospital, and asked them to inform the Carer for me. Which he did. Carer Chris arrived. He arrived ten minutes later. I nearly bored him to death with my tale of the trip to the QMC. Hehe! Medications were given, but no Phorpain Gel, as I forgot to ask him, me wanting to relate the day’s happenings. Haha!
Eye drops were issued. Peptac taken.
THE NOSH
Chips in gravy, two roast potatoes, both done in the microwave.
I’ll not bother with these again. Two wholemeal rolls to soak up the liquid… it was horrible!
Taste rating 3⅕/10. That was generous!
Put the TV on, and fell asleep.
Woken up with Carer Chris returning.
He got the eye drops in and sorted out the night back being attached to the .
An earlier photo that I missed. Tsk!
EVENING ALL!
Wednesday evening by the time I got this done. Humph!
Sleep? What’s that, then?
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When I got home from the bank, I rushed and got back onto the blog catching up. Four hours later (now), I have just got it back on again, after SIX sickening service severances, that cost me time, as with no Liberty-Global Virgin signal, I could not save any of the work I’d done and had to do it all again. 
Malignance, dislike, execration, and revulsion flowed from my brain, and loins, for the Liberty-Global, and its smoke & mirrors, money-manipulating, camouflaged-dealings, mere façade, ulterior-motivated $24m salaried Mr Fries
06:00hrs: Woke, Struggled, but took the night pouch off of 
tackle.
Wee’ scale chart!
bank. Then realised I needed a good scrub-up and shave, freshening and certain delicate areas were in need of some medicationalisationing.
, waltzed off to get the 
tended to. Other than a few extra nicks shaving, and, I’m afraid, 
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well, with the ablutioning!
was in charge for the third day. Firmly, solidly and damned painfully!
emergency, and will not arrive to mend it until 7th July, 3 months after it was first reported. 
anywhere near as usual. Naturally, I expect to pay for this in some other way later. And I did!
The IV bruise on the back of the right hand had faded a lot. Drying my back with the towel I hit that hand against the sink, I hardly felt it at all. 
I got the PPs & trousers on without much hassle. Carer Kara came. And kindly spent a minute or two checking that I’d got things in hand for the bank visit. Bless her!
Pleased to see I still had a good stock of soda water and spring water. I’m drinking a minimum of 3 bottles a day now. Gathered the things, ready in the trolley in the hallway, then checked on the stove and taps to make sure I’d turned them all off – which I had. Another 
‘s Performance left me a little unsteady, but I’ve had a lot worse. 
Back to Davies Road to the pick-up point. A long wait. During this, I took a photo of Carer Chris. A good-looking, tall, young lad. 
Got on the computer to start this blog. (12 hours ago now) within minutes; 
Ten minutes after it had restarted. 
Down it went!
Five minutes later…
Yes, 20 minutes later, it was back to the normal shitty Liberty-Global Virgin rubbish again!
I took this rather nice photograph of the evening scene. Amazing how it shows up with a brown hue. Cause to my eyes, it looked blue? But it’s still a lovely view. 
Well, fancy that!
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A superior effort this one was.
For sanity, another blow,
Then the bank sent this email. It confused the already confused Inchie, a bit.
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In the flapping about, I nearly forgot to take the morning’s breakfast medications. Hehe!
when I started lifting the bowls of water that were needed to refill the non-working W.C. water tank.
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I got the potatoes out of the oven. Just the one burnt finger, well, knuckle on the finger.
Head down again, but the earlier ease of drifting off had departed. The 
rampaged through my brain, with the wicked assailant and brain invader 
, seemingly mixing up the usual bunch of fears, sorrows, worries, regrets, failures, disappointments, quandaries, anxieties and degradations. 
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Healthier-looking pins today?
Only three visits to the challenging 
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were back again. Humph!
No work was done on my unknown neighbour’s house today.
Got some fresh veg cooking, and am going to add them to a can of cheap vegetable soup. My designs were to have this at around 13:00hrs. But as per, they didn’t work out. 
A few Pareidoliaing moments were enjoyed, as the sky with its fast-moving clouds turned a smidgen blur… Two eyes, or marbles at the bottom of the first effort, above.
Higher in the sky shot. An explosion taking place?
A Pareidoliaing success here.
The fresh and canned vegetables were merged in the saucepan and flavoured a little… Then got forgotten about for a good few hours!
Later on, the skies began to lose their blue tinge a little.
Ten minutes later, the sun started to descend.
Would you believe it – 
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Late afternoon.
Down comes the sun.
The handsome-looking mirrors & Smoke boss Man Fries, paid with Liberty-Global’s $ 24 billion to buy Virgin Media, doesn’t seem to be interested in this constant failure? Yet manages to afford flashy untrue, advertisements on the TV, of how great, and reliable… (Sorry, I had to stop for a laugh there!) Virgin Media is.
Mind you, my experiences with BT a few years ago, were almost as bad as Liberty-Global-Virgin Media.
I was taking out the potatoes from the oven to add to the soup.
as one of my ailments, there are times, like this incident, when 
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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.
I’ve ever done. Spot in the right foots 
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It is now approaching midday on Thursday, and I’m only just starting this blog going! So this will
I think I might have misjudged the colour on the chart?.
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TRUE FACT!
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Was not interested in my wishes.
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The Carer told me was graded as a ‘Four’ on the NHS colour scale.
A 2.5 or 3, methinks.
Took this from the bottom of the kitchen window.
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Can you see the same in the above snap?
As per usual, hauling the water into the non-working W.C.
At last, communication from DHL regarding the order not arriving.
Aha, the sun beginning its descent, got through some clouds.
Getting pretty now…
Moved to take a photo from another angle.
I took… (Well, thought I did) a photo of the meal I’d made.
The same thing happened when I (though I did) took a photo of the urine colour. Then the finger bleeding. Then one of the fallen-over stacks of waste bags and mess it made on the kitchen floor.
I did some pareidoliaising. Islands, countries on a black sea?
But it didn’t come out well.
Had lost interest again. I kept putting the TV on and off, hoping that my semi-successful trick would nod me off during the commercial breaks. I did slip off a few times, but only for minutes at a time.
With a minute of settling in the grotty antique chair…
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were so bad, I wondered how I even got the three hours in that I did manage! This probably inspired the ode above?
later were not pleasant. I took off the night pouch from 
The plates-of-meat looked in decent nick.
were joined in their attack formation by my 
Pretty glum out there.
Did a close-up of rectangular eyes.
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Wot? Me? Worry!
At least Iceland had some of the little potato-bake potatoes in stock.
Bread thins, tomatoes, potatoes & veggie oxo cubes.
No shortages of fodder here!
Topped up the Carer, Nurses, Drivers’ treats.
Low calorie treats (mostly).
The bloody 
plant butter lathered on them.
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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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