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My eyes were hurting when I woke up with a jerk. Before getting the night pouch off the catheter, I’d taken two naughty, but effective strong Nurofen tablets. I keep some near the £300 second-hand shop bought, c1966. moth-eaten, bedraggled, cringingly-beige-coloured, grotty, dilapidated, crumb-containing from my nocturnal nibblings, bug-ridden, itch-inspiring, not working recliner, on the Ottoman, within reach. By the time I’d got the pouch off and made a brew, the pain had eased a lot from the right eye… not the left though. I didn’t take any more naughty painkillers, cause the Carer will be here to give me some Paracetamol & Codeine. Don’t want to overdo things. I’m not saying KI wasn’t tempted to, though.
A highlight of pleasantness arrived in the form of Nurse Hristina from the DVT Anticoagulation Clinic to take some blood for INR analysis. The poor thing sounded like she had a sore throat. Bless her cotton socks. Such a lovely kind lady.
Carer Chris arrived. Eyes and medications issued. Started the blogging update, and it happened yet again, even as early as this. Carer Victor did the midday and early evening calls. The weariness and tiredness dawned, and I went off on the Ode word-finding mission that took me hours and hours. KI just couldn’t stop; the brain seemed to be blinkered?
A bad start got worserer. And yet, when I semi-recovered my grasp on things, I was so cheerful about it.
No time or instinct for taking photos, although I did take a few. Carer Victor took some of the evening sky for me. But through the balcony windows
The night pouch is nice & fullish, a good colour.
Sorted the waste bags into one. 
The scratches on the wall, came from when I fell over getting the bags in position and the walking stick hit the paintwork..
Sported out some bladder-filling bottles.
A mug of Glengettie went down well.
Evening Carer Victor arrived, and eye drops and medications were done. He took these snaps through the balcony glass.
I finished the blog and sent it off.
Made up several templates, which was time-consuming, but I was pleased I got them done. A long job and I made many mistakes in doing it. No doubt I’ll find more when I use them.
Turning of now, so weary, and the flaming eye seems to get worse as the night approaches.
Back in the morning, all being well, like. Haha!
Roving Reporter Inchy (well, moving occasionally around the flat anyway), is back with this catch-up report.
Carer Victor arrived, waking me from a period of sleep, that was free of interference from 
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after Victor had departed. 
Medications were issued, the night pouch readied, eye drops put in, and he helped me get the chips out of the oven and onto the plate for consumption. (Is that the right word?)
The chips were burnt to my favourite crispiness; well, with my shortage of teeth, they can be sucked at. Haha!Yellow tomatoes, and soy balls. Flavour-Rating: 8.2/10!
Down on the c1968, non-operational, tatty, scruffy, unkempt, uncomfortable, germ-breeding, Harold Haemorrhoid-Testing, sickenly beige-coloured, crumb covered recliner, in search of sleep. But, it was not to be!
Made sure of that! I was getting s smidge wee’d off with this and got up to wash the food things.
Glad that I did now; the evening sky had a great hue to it. I fetched Kodak Keith and tried my best to get a decent shot of the view on offer. 
was bothersome. She had been all day really come to think of it, and when I was getting settled at the window, 
kicked off, too.
My first photographicalisationing shot came out wobbly-shaky, to say the least. But it was different if nowt else…
A never-been-known for months, determination rose from within my demented 
afflicted brain. I was not going to give up this time! My resolve cost me a lot of time. Getting 
gently wedged on the window locking block, I tried again to take a better picture… but no, it came out terrible again. So, putting some paper towels behind the block, to help keep the botherations from and to a minimum, I tried again…
Aha, that one came out betterer. For me, anyway.
Back in the aged, grotty-looking c1966 made, charity-shop-bought, horribly beige-coloured, £300, Harold-Haemorrhoid-testing, non-operational, acne-giving, virus-breeding, rickety, easy-to-fall-out-of recliner.
To my utter pleasure and delight, there was no interference from . I had a few mini-dreams; they were each doom-ladened, depressing, confusing themes.
TTFNski, all!
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Sundown
Close-up of the Sun
Multi-shaded tootsies
The second meal of the day – A rarity?
So many ailments attacking today. The most annoying and bothersome one was without a doubt; 
. For constant sheer pain, and causing me balance loss. 
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kept failing.
Mission impossible for some of the suggestions. How can the carers find time or staff to help me clear the room? They can’t supply the domestic now. They’ve had to cut down the hour, to half an hour, of financial assistance. It is the holiday period now; the poor devils are struggling. Staff are taking their breaks when they can, before the time runs out, can’t be helped mind you. I know how difficult it is, being in the same position when I was Security Controller at Sawley Security, a nightmare! Mission Impossible for them as well, re this guidance. Everything is getting behind schedule, and my already dilapidated memory is suffering; I’m trying to catch up, and things get further behind
This time, I lost all the stuff I’d done today!.
Morning moon.
Closer.
McCains…
Ha!
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genitourinary problems. The flow kept changing and needing attention, emptying and checking every 
few minutes! The hot water went cold again – I think the maintenance was working on the system, as a lot of noise could be heard throughout the day from above, which stopped around 16:00hrs. 
So, no wash and shave again. I dare not risk carrying hot water about with my eyes so bad, and of course, there is always the threat of an attack by an ailment? 
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bleeding, which could mean a hasty rush to the wet room with the possibility of another tumble or trip. 
Phone calls from the Anticoagulation DVT Unit, the Doctors Surgery, with the results of INR Warfarin Test at the Hospital yesterday; and a change in Warfarin dosage. Also reminded me that I had not booked in for a flu jab yet! Which I attached to the Carers book cover. 
The most welcome call from Nurse Hristina, from the DVT (Deep Vein Thrombosis) Anticoagulation unit at the Queens Medical Centre, and pictures of her face as she told me she would be calling on Monday or Tuesday next week to take more blood samples. Gawd she’s such a caring beauty! ♥. Damn, my being born too late! Hahaha!
At least it didn’t burst open! I did however manage to add another of my 
to the list; when I got down to pick up the bottle, getting back up, I 
, and that made me smart a bit, just after it had been assaulted by the bottle. Then… I realised that 
, forced me into the wet room. Forgetting that I needn’t have bothered, because I’m now completely out of any 
of the Daktacort ointment… as I am of Germoloids and Olive Oil for the ear-holes! Things were not going very well! Of course, being the confident, Glass-Half-Full, cheerful nature that I am, this didn’t bother me at all… I laughed it off! 
Within an hour of starting the blogging, I realised I would be in difficulty; the eye strain was bad enough. But the flipping 
drops need doing four times a day, which means taking off the eye patch and mass of taping that held it in place for the drops, then starting again to get the thing in a position so I could use the good eye for computing, without putting pressure on the pad. This didn’t work out very well at all. The pad slipped repeatedly, and I spent ages getting them back on, only for a carer to come and take it off, to apply the drops. They couldn’t help me with replacing the patch and glasses, cause of the danger of them catching my eye. Understandable!
was attached to the day bag on 
Kitchen to get the kettle on. Dank-looking morning view of the bottom field, across from the flats
But they took some moving in the first place…
I even did some cross-wording before things plopped out!
Back to make the brew, and got on the computer. 
Mystery photo, here?
Love those white tootsies! Hehehe!
Early nosh sorted out. 
lotioning. We had a little natter, that I didn’t follow very well… not that it mattered, he was Facebook on his phone. Hahaha!
From last night’s ‘Heartbeat’ methinks?
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Fair enough, it’s just that I’m getting fed up to the one-and-a-half back teeth I’ve got left; with my own wailing & moaning about life’s naturally unlucky, perversive, frustrating pattern of late!
has had far greater success in getting me confused and misled.
Woke, I looked at the clock and tried to get back to sleep, but without any luck, but I did try. 
So about 02:55hrs, I got the night pouch removed from 
I went to check that no taps (faucets) or the stove had been left on, and I got the kettle on for a mug of Glengettie.
Got the waste bags sorted out.
To the wet room for a wash and get the medicationalisationings tackled. Shortages of medications: Germoloid, Germolene, Olive Oil and Nasal Spray! Tsk!
I’m not sure if I have some new leg water papules coming up or not.
The white area on the toes seems to be getting bigger? My email, American Petal-Angel Lisa, suggested this may be Reynauds? I must look this ailment up. ♥
was on…
to start again.
A big order today… Fridge products sorted…
Then, the frozen ones…
Too much bread in stock! Tsk!
Fridge cram-packed…
Bladder Belinda liquids built up…
My new favourites, are LU soft lemon-flavoured cakes. Very nice indeed. During the day I ate two of these, four shortcake biscuits and two bananas. No meal yet but I may stay awake long enough to make something. Or not!
Brown-outs had grown to ten.
As I was eating the second banana and taking this photo…
I felt the warm liquid in the lower region inside the Protection Pants! I knew immediately that this was a bad one.
But it was the last failure. Bless them!
Bootiful!
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, against the waste bin. Guilt at my having moved it nearer to me last night to drop the crumbs and bits in as I nocturnally nibbled away at my cheese curls served to lower my previously pathetic moment of almost exhilaration at the lack of pains coming from within my blubbery body!
, which shot across to the Carer’s table and knocked a bottle of the expensive eye lotion off the counter… Yes, it hit the deck, and the cap came off – releasing about £6 worth of medication, which is currently clinging on like glue to the slipper it fell in! 
After initial, almost traditional morning mayhem, I needed to get the goolies, toe and knee sorted out, then clean up the mess. This did not go 
well. However, a cheery bit came to me: The Urine in the night bag was the best it’s been for ages… Colourwise!
the last drop of Germoloids!
fingers crossed. I got the Asda PPs on again. They seem small but did the job of containing the blood leaking out this morning… Good!
I sorted the waste bags and placed them in the hallway near the door.
forgotten to make the brew of tea. So, I made a brew of the Glengettie tea.
went on starting yesterday’s blog. 
Titivated the area around the Carer’s Chair & table.
showed the battery as fully charged, too. Pity, but it’s lasted for some years now.
Got the eyes sprayed, then the 
work, but I’ll try it anyway.
Carer Benjamin called for the last visit. 
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chimed from the doorbell, and Benjamin came in, checking that he was putting the light on before doing so. He is aware of my sight problems; bless him. 
on or running
I thought the entire sky looked so much like the surface of a planet at first, maybe the moon’s? With possible lava coming from underground.
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was not too hopeful of finding my ‘taken-away-to-be-laundered clothing’. The chances, must be slim, but she did say she’d have another look around for me. 
Found my laundry.
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Crisp-coloured day pouch.
Not the foggiest idea now; why I took this one?
Nor this one, but there may have been a witty idea drifting about that I could use..
Aha! The Ocado order arrived.
Marmite!
Fullish cupboard?
Been after trying this for ages.
Spring Water stockpile?
Apache potatoes.
A smidge bloodier?
Afternoon clouds.
Very nice…
Absolutely gorgeous close-up!
Do you see a duck’s or snake’s head?
Could be from another planet.
These three had another sun showing up on the photo?
Or did they?
Reflection… or whatever you call it…
A one on the scale – Perfect!
1.5 Grrreat!
Whoops! Bottom Grade is not good; 7
Well, fancy that!
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Like Marmite crisps, 
The costly Flash mop thingamajigs, wet and dry pads.
Then the Lynt Easter eggs the carers like, and fresh (Kenyan) podded peas: neither of which are available elsewhere!
Some reet treats here, Alcohol-Free fizzy pretend champagne.
The lad got down to sorting out the medications for me, and we had a few minutes of the nattering session, during which he gave me some advice. He was feeling a smidge better, he said this morning
Accifauxpa getting one of the carriers inside.
I was carrying it with both hands and tripped over the stick as it fell from my arm… This caused the inserted into Little Inchie Catheter Cathleen tubing to be yanked a little. Christ, it hurt! Still does, actually, nine hours later! 
I just got on with the mammoth job of sorting out the delivery.
I realised that I’d bought several packets of pickled onion crisps. Cause I’d forgotten that I’d ordered the Marmite crisps
Galaxy Chocolate digestives – Bootiful!
Very Nice!
I am a glutton!
Thus not concentrating on drinking, I was pleased with the
Just after midday, a shot of the Sherwood housing.
I took the above picture while waiting for the kettle to boil.
Well, apart from the soggy tomatoes and not nice
Arrived. Got the 
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On further investigation, I found that the day bag pouch’s release valve had not been opened. When I went to roll up the jammie leg, the bag was so full that I had to drop them instead: which was a beginning of a farcicalness of great 
I tore the PPs on the tube clip. 
Caught 
causing it to bleed, and losing time getting it to stop. 
It was gone midday before I could make a start on this, and Herbert above started his cacophony of bangs and tap-tapping.
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I’d forgotten to check the catheter bag.
Evening shot?
Car Park. ‘Oh, a space?’
A not-very-good-looking nosh was enjoyed, all the same.
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Which was so pongy and under the complete control of 
. Gooey, smelly, messy, almost Karki coloured with a wet straw texture?
Emptied the night bag.
Not much wee-weeing being done? Seems off checking the bag to see if you’ve pee’d much. Hahaha!
The Iceland delivery arrived.
The fridge & Freezer look fuller now…
Cupboard too…
Accidental shot here.
Reserved for the next time, I run out of food.
. Arrived, sadly, his last call of the week. Boy, was he shattered! Yawning frequently, a few times I had to check he’d not nodded off!
again. Same scenario, messy!
Came with the confirmation that I can take the Warfarin okay tonight. ♥
Caramelised Pies (just gone up by 25p at Asda) – Garden peas with added basil – Wholemeal (just gone up by 40p at Asda), baps – Tomatoes – & Tasty (just gone up by 40p at Asda), Potato Rostis.
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