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Inchcock Today Sun 31 Jul 16: Woke up to a right mess?

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Sunday 31 July 2016

I awoke with a start around 0230hrs. I’d been dreaming of the flat being full of what must have been 20 or more ladies visiting me, happiness and joy flowed, and I almost felt pain with so much contentment! We drank the drinks in turn, as I didn’t have enough cups in the cupboard – The tales they told me, were wonderful – I think they had a helicopter on the roof waiting to take them home?

I did my best to get back to the dream when I nodded off again, of course without any success! Humph!

I stirred again around 0500hrs, but felt so tired still, and with no demands for a WRWW or WRHD being made on me, I allowed myself to drift off again. Gone 0630hrs when for some reason I woke and thought it was Monday; Oh, the Clinic Visit, the cleaning lady coming to discuss terms and the… Hang on, I thought, it’s Sunday!

I think things must have been getting to me last night, the empty spring Water bottle was laying across the room near the mini-Hoover, tissues were on the chair the Ottoman and me!

The TV remote had been placed between the two glass cases on the chair arm?

I got out of the noisy but operating £300 second-hand recliner chair, turned on the light and for the third time this year, the bulb blew! Got on the steps and apprehensively, dodderingly changed the bulb. This bulb came from the same box as the one that had just blown, but seemed so much brighter?

Hobbled (Arthur Itis not being nice to me this morning) to the wetroom for a WRWW and WRHD. Blood flowed this morning. Not from ‘Little Inchy’, although he was very tender, from Haem Aroids.

GCB05dTo the kitchen, to find that last night, getting out the lamb chops from the freezer, I had left out a big bag of chips. This had now become a soggy, smelly clump of semi-mashed potatoes on the draining board!

Stepped onto the scales… but enough of the bad news for now…

Wasn’t doing too well yet today, was I? Huh!

Back to the wetroom for another WRWW and stubbed my toe on the trolley wheel! Feeling a bit, what’s the word I’m looking for? Er… Sorry for missen? Frustrated? No, peed-off perhaps.

Things would get better I told myself.

Made a cuppa and got the medications, dropping the pot and pills on the way to the laptop desk. Great fun finding them as they scattered all over. There is still a 15mg Morphine Sulfate and 400mg Trental Pentoxifylline tablet somewhere in the room that need rescuing, but I can’t find them! Tsk! Got one of each from the reserve stock drawer.

I’ve just read up to here… depresses me, never mind any poor reader! Stick with me please, it is bound to get more cheerful later? Haha!

Started the graphics for this page and started to create it. Did a good bit of Facebooking.

Carried out my ablutionisationing, shower, shave, teggies, medicating and freshening up.

Then, out to the shop to get the TV magazine and owt else I saw that I might fancy.

10bWalking up the gravel footpath hill, I hit on an idea for a good photograph when the sun came out behind me, and a blackbird landed nearby to collect some twigs it seemed…

Here is the end product.

I can’t understand how I’ve not been discovered and hired to work for the National Geographic, The Times or even the Beano? (Is that still going I wonder?)

10dTo the top and left down the Woodthorpe Park footpath to Mansfield Road, and another Nottingham Pavement/Footpath Cyclist came close to hitting me, after passing very close to the girls in the photograph behind him, making them jump!

He was totally oblivious to this fact.

I plodded on and got to the paper shop and got a TV magazine and a Nottingham Bygones paper.

Went to the Co-op and got a wholemeal loaf, some tomatoes and bananas.

The limp back to the flat was getting painful as the feet joined in with Arthur Itis making walking hurt a bit.

10d2On my way back up the Woodthorpe Park footpath, I stopped for a moment to enjoy the surroundings.

Nothing glamorous, exciting or dramatic, I just thought the sight of the dogs happily romping, the kids asleep in their prams, a pensioner who had brought his own cushion sat on a bench reading his Sunday Newspaper (Sun on Sunday I think), combined with the sun coming out again and the pleasant weather was worth recording and cheered me up a bit.

10d3Up to the top and right down to the flats, I walked (Well, limped slipped and tripped) down through the Copse. Inside, there were no flowers whatever, loads of bird poo, human detritus and damaged trees? As I got out into the sunshine and walked through the field to the bottom on the gravel footpath, the flowers were everywhere. No idea what these were called, but they were facing in every direction?

I called in to see if Olive was alright on my way home. She was in fine form.

10d3aGlad to get my shoes off and slippers on, I shuffled for a WRWW.

Emptied the bag of purchases and stored them away.

Had a quick look at the TV paper, and found some stuff to watch tonight. You watch it now – three nights of no nod-offs and couldn’t get to sleep…

Decided on a salad tonight. Pate, tomatoes, gherkins, peppers… I’d had some chips with it if I hadn’t left them out of the freezer last night. Huh!

Made a cuppa and got on the laptop to update this tosh.

Made an order for some fodder from Morrisons, for delivery Monday 1st August 2016 twixt 1000>1100hrs.

P1110471Suddenly feeling a bit drained here, oh dear.

The meal was okay.

I wasn’t.

The first bread I’d eaten for a week now. (Smug mode adopted)

Lifeless, limp and longing for sleep. Spent ages watching the TV, then DVD’s waiting to fall asleep.

Inchcock Today Sat 30 July 2016: Not one of me better days, but Olive cheered me up no end, bless her.

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10d2Saturday 30th July 2016

0530hrs: Stirred feeling rather reluctant to get up, but a demand for a WRWW forced me to extract myself from the £300 second-hand shuddering recliner chair and to the throne – glad to say things were moving in the WRHD (Wet Room Heavy Duty) department again after yesterday’s hiatus. Painful mind.

The dreams last night were vague in my memory, but the feeling that they were not nice was prevalent.

To the kitchen to find the cold water tap gently running, that’ll have done the Water Bill no end of good! But at least I hadn’t left the plug in, Phew!

Got the laptop going and tried to do some Facebooking, at this stage, the internet connection kept packing up so often, I gave up.

Took the medications, then spent a few hours assembling the new drug pots I bought yesterday and filled them.

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Still got some of the large old pots to use, and on the morning doses in the new pots, it was a struggle to get them all in. Obviously, I’ll use the old ones first. I must say it took a lot less time to sort the out in the new pots. Seven to a pack with snap lids with release buttons.

Last night I took a photographicalisation of me veg stew and chicken thigh dinner, I know I did! This morning, there was no sign of it on the camera?

10d3aBack to the wetroom for another WRWW, and found when I got on the scales, they were working much better than yesterday. Hehe! Mind you, I had got rid of a good bit of weight earlier on the throne.

I got the Crock-Pot vegetables ready and into it on slow mode. Only carrots, parsnips and swede, flavoured with some black bean sauce, Bisto lamb gravy and lamb bouillon seasoning. I intend to have them with the last two minted lamb chops. Hope it tastes alright, not too confident with this trying out new ideas with me fodder.

10dWhile doing this, I noticed on the kitchen tool rack thingy two of them that I wasn’t sure of.

The one on the left, I suspect is for cutting pizzas, cause I reckon I’ve seen them used in adverts on the Gogglebox? It certainly will not be used for that in my flat.

Pizzas – eurgh!

The multi-use one in the centre? I can see what looks like an old style bottle-opener, I think that’s what it is? I’m just inquiring like.

Gave Facebooking another try… Slow connection, but working again. I spent several hours catching up. When the connection started getting slower and jumpy, I packed up, checked the Crock-Pot and got the shower and ablutions tended to.

Went to see Olive. Nice chinwag, a cuppa and a cuddle. Returned to the flat and the vegetables were done in the Crock-Pot, so I got the last lamb chops in the oven and added two potato cakes to them later.

Washing the porcelain pot was not as easy as I hoped it would be. Some of the black bean sauce had attached to the inner of the pot, and was determined to stay there! Had to leave it soaking in soda washing-up liquid and bleach. 

10k3Ended up with an odd looking unattractive mixed meal. However, I enjoyed it. 

Potato cakes with Marmite dabs, two overcooked tiny lamb chops, carrots swede and onions, potatoes with Marmite dabs all flavoured with black bean sauce and a chicken thigh!

As I said, not attractive to look at, but tasty all the same! Having said this, the rumbling and the grumbling of the stomach during the night was at least understandable! Hehe!

Had a Lemon Drizzle, and finished the washing up and, popped onto the scales to see if I had gained any weight… Humph!

Got the 4th series Auf Wiedersehen Tape on and got over half way before the WRWW demands started, then the nod-offs…

Inchcock Today Fri 29 July 2016: Mixed sort of day, ups and downs yer know…

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Friday 29th July 2016

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The worst nights rest since I’ve been in this flat. Horrendous! The WRWW’s and dreams didn’t help either!

I really believed this part of the dream was happening in real life: Back at work, but working seemingly for many of the companies I had worked for, and in the army again in battle conditions? I was going all over the country in different vehicles searching for a factory, being shot at and mortared, when I found the plant, I got lost on foot, then the chase began. People of all sorts pursued me, shouting, swearing, shooting and throwing things at me.Then I was on a canal in a flimsy wooden rowing boat, fighter planes (Hurricanes) diving down and strafing me… 

Then I was on a canal in a rickety wooden rowing boat painted pink and blue, fighter planes (Hurricanes) diving down and strafing me… I sank and found myself in another battle in a high rise block, the binoculars I was using started giving out jazz music? 

The last bit I remembered is when I was in a canteen demanding Marmite on my meal and the lady growling and hitting me with large saucepan… Oh ‘eck!

0520hrs: I got out of the £300 rattling second-hand recliner for the umpteenth time for another WRWW, and trod on the torch that I must have knocked over during the dreaming, and down I went, Whoopsiedangledplopped again! No bleeding from ‘Little Inchy’ again.

Made a cuppa, cleaned the sink area and took the medications. Laptop on and back to the wetroom for a WRWW again!

CorelDraw X8 froze again. I was not feeling too good now, the ulcer being the biggest hiatus.

Weighed my slab of flesh on the visit for a WWHD (Failed) session – oh dearie me… 3lb increase from yesterday??? Surely the scales can’t be right I thought – then I recalled the nibbling I did early last night after the meal? Shame joined the pain in my disgrace and depression!

The WWHD job was not successful at all, painful, bloody and escaping wind ponged something awful!

Took a shower and freshened up.

Remembered that Olive had arranged for the cleaning team owner to visit later around 1000hrs to sort out what I need, what she can provide, and how much it will cost. Hope she can do the oven at least. I’ll ask if she can ‘Do-me’ for general cleaning once a fortnight?

 Carried out the ablutions and had a jolly good shower. Lemon soap today.

10d3aGot the shower seat ready for taking away. A smaller stool would do me much better than the chair, and not get in the way so much.

Made another brew and back on the laptop and updated this bit.

The Nottingham City Home’s Occupational Therapist Assessor is due in 15 minutes, to check the wetroom out.

An hour later, he not arriving, I popped in to see Olive, but she was not in. Trotted down to the Comunity Shed to see if I could find Deana to phone about the shower chair, but no-one in.

Spur of the moment, as I was walking back past the bus stop, I had a chat with a couple of tenants and caught the bus into Arnold to get the photos from P1110455Thursdays Tenants Social Hour printed.

For a Friday, Arnold Main Street looked a bit baron of people?

Went into Asda (Walmart) and got the photographs in the machine, paid for them, got the receipt and did a bit of shopping. Tomato puree, naughty shortcake biscuits and a sweet mini cheese topped cob. Paid up and to the kiosk to collect the photographs, only three this week.

P1110456Feeling tired as I hobbled up to the bus stop to catch the L9 back to Sherwood and the flats.

The assaulted bench seats were less one more wooden bar today I think?

Had a lovely chinwag on the bus, but the lady bid her farewells and got off shortly, and I fell asleep! As luck would have it, another woman, who was from the flats had got on while I was snoozing, and woke me up as she laughed me into consciousness for the bus stop we needed! I did feel a fool, but it got me chinwagging with her for a few minutes.

I called at Olive’s on the way to the flat, but she was still out, back to the apartment and WRWW. Missed the midday medications but took the evening ones early with a cuppa. Made a meal and took a photo of it – but when it came to me downloading it – it had gone from the camera?

The washing up took ages. The slow cooker I’d done the vegetables in was most determined in its efforts to cling onto them. I dropped the bowl taking it out of the sink Hehe!

Nipped around to see if Olive had returned. Her beautiful beaming smile greeted me and let me in so we could have a chinwag. She was a bit better than yesterday I’m glad to report. Eventually, she had to throw me out. Haha, not joking!

Back in the flat and a WRWW later, and feeling cheered by seeing, chatting and gossiping with  Olive, I thought I’d have a go at cleaning the kitchen windows. I got the cleaners and cloths ready, but caught me finger on the awkward mechanism to release the window to turn it round, and the resulting little lesion bled for a few minutes. This discouraged my efforts, and I put away the cleaners and cloths!

Washed and ready to settle down to watch some TV, and I looked at a lot too, for hours… between nodding off periods, which were probably longer than the actual watching TV periods… does that make sense?

Inchcock Today 26 July 2016: Only a minor Whoopsiedangleplop today.

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Tuesday 26th July 2016

Not much sleep last night at all. Late dropping off, the Whoopsidangleplop from the rear and having to have a shower, and the dreams made sure of that! Having no Olive to visit made things worse. And I could not remember the dreams! Tsk!

Struggled to disentangle my body from the from the £300 second-hand recliner that was in the half-up-half-down position and refusing to move, despite the grinding noise, it was making.

WRWW and WWHD carried out, then a quick wash and shave – then a search that was up to now, unsuccessful, to find my slippers? During which, I remembered the food delivery coming twixt 0700>0900hrs, I’ve got to see Warden Deana about the shower chair and INR blood test at 1230hrs.

Did my ablutions.

Asda (Walmart) delivery came, they substituted Two sweet potatoes in batter, for One Asda American Smokin’ BBQ pulled pork beef red pepper with rice? Luckily I like sweet potatoes. Humph!

Made a cuppa and took the medications. Laptop on and WordPressing were done.

10k6Unbelievable!

Another look for the slippers.

Lovely morning as I set off to the Community Shed to see someone about the shower chair and changing it to a stool for me. Nobody in, so I set off on a slow and steady walk to the Surgery.

10bAt the corner of Winchester Hill and Chestnut Walk, a clump of blackberry bushes sticking out and over the netting caught my attention, I just had to take a photographicalisation of it. The different stages of ripening all in the same shot.

One of my better shots this one, I might post it on the flowers and animals Facebook page later. Plodded gently on, having plenty of time with my not finding anyone in the Community Hut.

10dAs I got over the last hill and down to Carrington, a Pavement Cyclist was coming up the hill almost had me as he looked across the road instead of where he was going!

It’s not as if the road was busy, was it? If he is too scared to cycle on the road, he shouldn’t be riding a bike – the Crudnut!

10d2Down to the surgery and booked in, to the waiting area – Huh!, I’d not taken me crossword book with me! I selected a woman’s magazine and read about HRM. The nurse came to collect me early bless her, and she could not help herself when she saw the lump on my head – the nurse laughed so much, I thought she was gong to injure herself! We had a chinwag, and she took the blood, gave her the nibbles and I was off to the Lidl store.

Got three little cobs, two desserts, new potatoes and a wonderfully formed gut-wrenching sneer from the checkout operator. Obviously, the gal was an experienced and well Lidl-trained member of staff. I checked afterwards to see if I’d been overcharged, but no, not this time.

Out to the bus-stop and caught an 87 bus into Sherwood, no chance of walking it back, the right ankle had joined the headache in giving me some hassle. But Anne Gyna and Arthur Itis had eased off nicely thank you.

At the bus-stop in Sherwood, I crossed the road and spotted a few fellow tenants at the stop, so knew a bus was due. This was not the case in actual fact, but a number 40 came sharpishly, and some of us got on for a few stops up the hill, we alighted and walked back to the flats. A lady and her other half helped me off the bus, the right ankle was bad again.

We had a good natter, and I left them en route, to all in the Community Shed, where I found the Wardens in. Deana rang the NCH number on the card they left and arranged for them to call to inspect the wet-room on Friday around 1000hrs. Gave them a nibble and limped back to the flat. Both lifts working again now, but still only one dryer in the laundry room.

Took the midday medications (Late I know!) I took an extra painkiller hopefully to counter the agony of a throbbing headache and ankle pain, WRWW and made a cuppa. Laptop on to update this and do some graphicalisationing. Added the NCH visit on Friday to the Google Calendar.

10d1Found this photo as I was downloading another from the camera. No idea why, how, when or even if I took it in the first place?

Got the potatoes in the saucepan simmering.

Hope Olive is doing alright on her trip out.

Had another look for the slippers – Aha! Found them in a rubbish bin in the Wetroom? I don’t know either!

Opened the airing cupboard door, and as I dug into the back to get a clean pair of pyjama bottoms out –  I clouted my head right on the bruise on the edge of the door – Think I said something like “Oh, fancy that!”

10k3Decided to have the Brussels pate with mushrooms and garden peas with the potatoes for my fodder.

Got cried away a bit when it came to making it. Polish pork, sweet potatoes, new potatoes, beetroot, tomatoes, red peppers and fresh peas, with an apple banana, lemon drizzle and the two cobs from Lidl.

Horrible time trying to get to sleep again, fretting about Olive and everything else that came into mind! Tsk!

Inchcock Today Mon 25 July 16: Photographs from the Nottingham Riviera! Olive not very well.

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Monday 25th July 2016

Kept waking up throughout the night, but this allowed me to scribbles some notes, of the dream I’d been having. A right mishmash they were too.

  • I was back in security and chasing around many of the sites I actually had worked at over the years, unable to locate the security swipe points and getting frustrated with myself…
  • Then I was in an old wash-house that dear Mother used before she ran away, and I was hiding in all sorts of places from everyone but did not know why?
  • Then, I was back with Grizelda in 1965… but I’ll miss the details on this one if you don’t mind.
  • Then, I was operating on myself? I hovered above my torso and was replacing the heart with pieces from a Meccano set… Then I was back in the body and telling me it was not working and needed some WD40, back out and above, I couldn’t find any WD40 and used shaving gel instead? I think this one went on a long time, but can only remember falling off the operating table and a waiter picking me up? Odd one, that.

GCB06cI greeted my new house-pet, Koala Katie. She’s very affectionate. Hehe!

The £300 second-hand recliner chair noisily allowed me out of it for a WRWW and WWHD session. Haem Aroids was bleeding a bit, Little Inchy was no bleeding at all and I stubbed my toe on the shower chair leg. I moved this into the spare room with all the other detritus that needs sorting out.

Weighed myself. Damned things couldn’t have been working properly… 2lb increase? After I’d just got rid of what felt like a few pounds on the throne as well. Huh!

Made a brew and took the medications. Then got the laptop going 10k4and spent far too long graphicastionalising and finishing off yesterday’s post.

Wrote an email of thanks to Marie in Australia for her bundle of gifts as a house warming present wot she sent me.

Checked other emails, Sister Jane sent me a photograph of Arthur, who had claimed ownership of what Jane now calls the ‘Stutch’ I bought them.

So glad, he took to it.

Jane also said it was Mothers birthday yesterday. I was told that at mine she told the midwife: “I don’t want it, throw it in the Trent!” She later confirmed this. Not a lot of people can say that!

Did some Facebooking.

 

 

Inchcock Today Sat 23 July 16:

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Saturday 22nd July 2016

10d2Woke very late, gone 0630hrs, an exquisite morning, the £300 second-hand recliner let me out of it for another urgent WRWW – I’d had many of these demands during the night, ruined me kipping!

Started sneezing as I was making the morning mug of tea and carried on for hours.

Got the laptop on to do the diaries, remembered I’d not taken me medications so I did.

More visits for WRWWs and a WRHD (Painful and bloody) followed. Good job I’ve got a good stock of Blitz thick paper towels in. Hehe!

Made another cuppa for the first one that went cold as I struggled to get the laptop to recognise the camera card? A restart solved it eventually.

Facebooking for ages.

Expecting the parcel to come from the Post Office again today, and the Shower Seat/Stool.Aussi parcel WR stool

10eWhen I finished on Facebook, I checked the emails. During which, the shower seat was delivered by a cheerful Nottingham City Homes chappie.

It’s a bit big for my tiny room.

I couldn’t work out how to higher the legs either?

Perhaps they are at the highest position available now?

Something else that’ll need cleaning. Humph, I’m never satisfied am I? As I say, it really is too bulky, it is on loan so they can claim it back when I snuff it.

Feeling down now, no idea why, but the confidence has gone. I hate feeling like this. No dizzies, though.

Got a call from the Post Office, apologising for the delay in the parcel delivery, it will arrive Sunday, and they have scrapped the charges and the requirement for an ID check!

Got the meal cooking.Decided

Decided I needed cheering up, so started to watch a Victoria Wood DVD. Which meant I overcooked the lamb in the oven again!

10e2The fodder was presented and eaten with some relish, I might add.

No bread was eaten again, but rice cakes were.

The roast vegetables came out alright. The fancy tomatoes were a terrible disappointment tastewise.

Incidentally, the apple was tart and bitter.

Nodded off watching the DVD, woke and got to Olive’s flat for a visit. Olive was sparkling again and told me few interesting stories of her early life. A kiss and a cuddle, and back to the flat.

Attempted to watch the rest of the DVD, but the fretting returned, Anne Gyna made sure I didn’t fall asleep, though; well, not for ages anyway, very late.

Woke repeatedly for a struggle out of the recliner for a WRWW, I’m going to find my ‘Hospital Bottle’ for tomorrow night, this faffing about and grappling to get to the wetroom is getting ridiculous every night! Might be something to do with them sending me to the Renal Department?

Inchcock Today – Fri 22 Jul 16: Out to get food – failed! Olive looking great!

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Friday 22nd July 2016

Dydd Gwener 22 Gorffennaf, 2016

Stirred late, gone 0600hrs, WRWW and WRHD jobs tackled. No bleeding.

Cup of tea and took the medications. Completed yesterday’s diary and started this one.

10bEmails and comments from British Gas regarding my complaint about their service on TrustPilot, the company assessment site.

Endless emails seem to have arrived. Morrisons Asda, and those I wanted from my Cyber friends too. Spent hours responding.

Got a shower and did the ablutions ready for hopefully catching the 0930hrs bus to town, and getting some photographs of the progress of the Nottingham beach in the Slab-Square.

I called in to see if Olive wanted anything bringing back from town, and she asked me to get two potatoes for baking, not too large, please. I was tickled pink that I could do something to help.

Down and to the bus stop via the bottle bank where I got rid of some jars.

10eWe were soon in town and I dropped off at the terminus on Queen Street.

Walked down into the Slab Square, the Nottingham Riviera and beach was till being got ready for the opening at 1400hrs. Forklifts and cranes still working, rides being built, a right mess it looked.

I didn’t think it would all be ready for 1400hrs?

10e2I caught a tram out to Beeston. Very few folks about today?

I wanted to go to the B&M shop there to see if they had any of the Bonners Curried beans or Goulash and or Sweet & Sour Chicken.

The tram stop was only a few hundred yards from the B&M store.

After searching around for a good while for the desired foods I asked an assistant if they had any of the Bonners Curried beans or Goulash and or Sweet & Sour Chicken. They didn’t have any of them!

10k3So, back on the tram to Nottingham.

Again, very few passengers on it?

The skies turned dark a few times en route.

In town, I poddled down to the M&S foodhall. Plodded round and got two potatoes for Olive. Then got a ready black bean meal, a red onion, a packet of wheat snacks and a packet of four English leeks. Far too many, but I can split and share them with Olive later. Also got some fancy tomatoes, I’ll give olive a couple to try later.

On the walk back to the bus stop, I passed, two begging blokes, a street guitarist, an accordion player, three Big Issue sellers, policemen putting shoplifters in a van and sneaked some seed to the pigeons.

The L9 bus had the cheery female driver, always cheers we old un’s up she does. Bless her.

I actually fell into the land of nod en route, but somehow managed to wake up just in time for the stop. Phew!

Straight to Olives flat with her potatoes, tomatoes and leeks. She looked lovely. A gossip and cuddle and I were off.

In the 72 flat, WRWW, put the fodder away and started the vegetables reheating in the Crock-Pot or later. Decided I’d have the veg with the Black Bean ready meal later.

Laptop on and updated this effort.

10d1A more fierce lethargy suddenly attacked me without warning…

‘Fierce lethargy’, I like it, but ain’t sure it’s the right words to use?

Got the nosh consumed and fell asleep watching the TV.

Tsk!

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Thursday 22nd July 2016

Jueves 22 de julio de el año 2016

I didn’t stir until well beyond 0630hrs, good job too, I reckoned I needed the sleep. No memories of any dreams. The bladder received a message for the urgent need of a WRWW, the £300 second-hand recliner chair let me noisily out of it, and I got there in time. No bleeding from Little Inchy, a bit from Haem Aroid and Anne Gyna was giving me a break this morning – but Rea Flux had replaced her as the head-Inchy-hassler! Tsk, No winning!

The WRWW’s continued, getting rather numerous too.

I searched for the little chocolate things I bought for the Social Hour Meeting today – but couldn’t find them anywhere? Put the rest of the nibbles, raffle prize and photographs in the bag ready for later.

10dMade a cuppa and took the medications. Laptop on to do the diary. Checked the emails: Did an Asda order and passed wind, and then did my ablutions.

Forgetting to take the camera to the Tenants Social Hour at the Comunity Hut, I decided not to take any photographs. Humph! Not many folks there again today. But the few that attended seemed to have a good time. I won a tin of baked beans again in the raffle. BJ came and had a good time I think.

I said my farewells and departed, back to the flat to get the bag, phone and shopping list – disturbed during this process for yet another WRWW, I went out to catch the bus, forgetting to take the phone and shopping list with me, but I did remember to pick up the bag.

I dropped off the bus at the Sainsbury store and hobbled in to have a good look around. Ended up getting a parsnip, a carrot, onion, potatoes, nibbles 10bfor the nurses, a mushroom pate and some Sainsbury English Vine, plum tomatoes.

I did this graphic, my being a member of TWATL (ThoseWithAnyTastebuds Left), to warn folks about these tomatoes when I got back to the flat. They looked lovely and were costly, and when I ate them, they were found to be bitter sour and very thick fleshed. Shame they are plum shaped really, else you might use them for golf balls.

Nearly nodded off on the bus going back to the flats, a lady from the private nursing home above our flats chinwagged with me a bit en route and saved me drifting off.

Got in and WRWW’d, then put the fodder away and got the Crock-pot going. Potatoes, onions, carrots, red and yellow peppers cooking in vegetable stock liquid… note I didn’t put any parsnips in? That was because the parsnip I bought at Sainsbury’s seemed to have disappeared?

Made a cuppa and took the medications. Got the laptop on and updated this load of tosh.

Worked on a new graphic to use later. Then hours on Facebooking, I do get carried away.

Must remember to stay in tomorrow, cause the parcel and the shower stool should be coming.

I got the fodder ready, boiled potatoes dabbed with Marmite and two minted lamb chops. Rice cakes instead of bread again.

Nodded off after starting to watch a DVD. Woke very late, realised I’d not visited Olive, so got out to go and see how she is today.

I’m afraid she was not very good. I stayed a while nattering and tried to cheer her up a bit. While there, I told her about the things I’ve got to do tomorrow (Thinking as I had been doing, that today was Friday) – and she looked at me, with a rather gentle warm, kind smile and informed me it was Thursday today. I did feel a fool! But this meant I could visit Olive tomorrow, which was important to me because Saturday I have to stay in for the parcel and Wetroom Seat arriving but Olive will be out with her clan.

Back to flat 72 and the INR test results had been delivered. Next appointment I had to make for Tuesday 26th July. Might have to go to the QMC haematology fro this one, as it is too late methinks to book one with the Doctors. I sent an email asking for one, though.

Ate the fodder, not bad at all, fell asleep again.

Inchcock Today – Wed 20 Jul 16: More medical visits, Olive saved the day

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Wednesday 20th July 2016

Mittwoch 20. Juli 2016

Woke gently around 0430hrs: WRWW and WWHD first job after climbing out of the now working again squeaking second-hand recliner. While carrying out these duties, bits of a dream came back to me.

I was underground in a cave… ‘Labour isn’t Working’ banners everywhere on the walls, some were written in chalk, with prison bars and West Ham banners over them? As I investigated my surroundings, a gang of what looked like Boy Scouts came out of the tunnels and chased me… climbed up digging through the earth and a mob awaited me as I climbed up into a field… Odd one this, wish I could remember more.

No bleeding this morning, but Anne Gyna and Red Flux were bothersome again. Made a brew and before I could take it, I had to return for another WRWW! Took the medications and got the laptop on. Checked the timing for the GP appointment, 1010hrs.

A quick bash on Facebook and checked the emails.

Had a shave, wonderful shower and WRWW. The scales seemed to be working correctly this morning, 1lb less! Hehe!

Out with the bags and down to walk to the hut, to see Deana. She informed me she’d rang British Gas again, and told once more that the account had been closed, and I am to ignore any further communications about this bill… We’ll see eh? Thanked Deana, gave her and Julie a low-calorie Alpine bar each and set off on my walk to Carrington and the Doctor Vindla appointment.

10dAs I turned the bend at the end of Chestnut Walk to go right down the hill onto Mansfield Road, I spied this rather beautiful bloom on the blackberry bushes.

I carried on nice and slowly on my way down and along the main road into Carrington.

I almost caught a vehicular 10eWhoopsiedangleplop, but the white van with its break lights on managed to screech to a sideways stop before it hit the grey Vauxhall people carrier in front of it.

I was far too early for the appointment, but this gave me plenty of time for a good bash at the crossword book while waiting to be called in.

10e2At one point, there were five other people in the waiting area, and every one of them was using a mobile phone.

This despite the three signs spread about on various walls and notice boards, asking them not, to use their cell phones! Humph, Naughty people!

A bit of a non-event this appointment they mad for me – Doctor Vindla said she did not ask me to come in? However, she was in the process of making an appointment for me to see Dr Solveiga Stanislav from the Queens Medical Centre Renal services. She added that Dr Solveiga had intended to attend, but Dr Vindla told him or her, it was not necessary in my case? Then, then asked a few questions regarding my passing of water (I told her, of the increased frequency and pain when passing), was I still abstaining from Alcohol Assured her I was indeed still doing so) and had I had any new pains in the lower back area (Yes I was, over the last three to four weeks or so). That’s all she said, you’ll be getting a letter soon, you can pop-off now… As surreal an appointment with the doctor than I’ve had?

I walked through Carrington and caught a bus into Bulwell, to search the cheapo shops for any bargains. The first one was selling just out of date Marmite rice cakes, usually, at 90p each, I bought ten packets for £1! Also, they had the Blast kitchen towels at 3 for £2.99, so I got one of them too.

10k3Walked through the so-called Bulwell Market Place on my way to the Fulton food store.

A sadder site I’ve not seen for ages. Hardly any stalls, fewer customers and kids swearing and spitting as they fought each other on the periphery of the market.

The Bingo and Short Term Loan shops were doing well mind.

10k4I poddled to the station to catch a tram back into Nottingham City Centre.

The pigeons were being fed near the river Leen as I crossed the bridge.

No Mallards in view mind?

Got on the crowded tram and back to Nottingham, had the usual job of getting off of it in time, before the door closed again. Tsk!

Got to the bus-stop in nice time to catch the L9 back to the flats. Had a chinwag with a lady from the other flats en route.

Up to the apartment, WRWW and kettle on for the late midday medications. Laptop on, nad updated this.

Some mail was delivered along with a not telling me they could not deliver a parcel for me, as it needs a signature and I was not in!?!? I checked to see if the doorbell I had fitted was working. It was, and I could hear it easily – so the merchant didn’t press the bell and now I’ve got more hassle and four buses to catch, which will cost me a day of life – to collect an item – because the postman was too thick or idle to press the bell on the door!

GCJ

Not Good Enough!

Feeling low again now!

GCk

Olive was sorting out the Post Office for me tonight!

Go ready and went to see Olive. Who, kindly rang the Post Office and complained to them on my behalf, then set it up with them to send the parcel again on Saturday for me. What a gal! XXX

A chinwag, mostly from me I’m afraid, then she got the pain gel and massaged me shoulders and back with it. Precious she is!

Came away having been sorted, helped and put in my place. Hehe!

Back to the flat, got the oven on and the lamb chops in cooking.

Updated this dairy to here, then did a bit more Facebooking.

Had lamb chops and baked beans – no bread but rice cakes instead.

Nibbled a pack of Marmite rice cakes later.

Watched a DVD with only around 15 nod-offs, then got my head down.

Been another long day.

Inchcock Today Tuesday 19 July 2016 – Another very busy morning, lots work achieved in the afternoon!

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Tuesday 19th July 2016

0420hrs: Stirred into semi-life and immediately thought I must get things done in time for BJ coming to lift me to the launderette in Carrington.

I dismounted the working-this-morning £300 second-hand shuddering recliner, and off for the first of many repeated WRWWs, no signs of a WRHD yet.

Made a cuppa and had another WRWW.

Got the things sorted for the laundry ready in the bag, the surgery for the Warfarin Blood Test and the chemist for the pain-killers.

Laptop on and finished, Monday post started this one off and checked see if I had time to do any Facebooking – when I remembered I’d not taken me medications or done the checks yet – so I did them. With the following results: Sys 147, Dia 65, Pulse 71, Temp 32.1 and the weight… er… well, 2lb up! Tsk!

WRWW, still no signs of a WRHD yet?

Quick go on Facebook and then did the ablutions and donned my attire and went down to the lobby to wait for BJ’s call to say he’s on his way. I walked to 10bthe end of Chestnut Walk to wait for him.On the way, I took this photographicalisation of the wonderful sky.

On the way to wait for BJ, I took this photographicalisation of the wonderful sky. Really wonderful clear sky and magnificent trees, so close to my home too!

10dAs I waited on the corner, I tried to take a long range shot on the horizon, of a house in the woods. It didn’t come out very good, but I blame the intense sunshine.

If I can, I’ll think of something later to add to it for the TFZers site. ‘House on the Prairie’?… no, perhaps not.

Hehehe!

BJ soon arrived and lifted me to the launderette in Carrington. He seemed a little uptight this morning at first, but he soon came out of himself when the laundry was in the machines and going.

As we pulled up outside the launderette, this young Fainéant semi-mendicant approached BJ and whispered something to him. It soon became apparent the man was begging, and BJ rolled him some cigarettes.

As we were sorting the job of washing, this desperate young panhandler came into the building and tried to get money out of BJ a few times. So sad, a thin but tall, good-looking lad too. I noticed him approaching many other pedestrians outside over the next hour or so.

As I was taking the washing out and transferring it to the dryer, BJ reminded me about the prescription to collect and the surgery to visit. Nipped in the chemist next door got the pain-killers, then walked up the road to the doctors surgery. The young lad started to cadge something from me, I sternly said ‘No’ and carried on walking. Felt a bit guilty afterwards.

At the Sherrington surgery, the lovely nurse was on duty. We managed a little gossip as she took the blood. She told me that tomorrow’s appointment they had made was not for the blood test results, as I had thought, but the urine test results. Someone from the City Cardiac unit was coming to talk to me at the same time? Dang dang dang dang! Hehe!

10eAs I came out to walk back to the surgery, the traffic was well built up on Mansfield Road.

Back down the incline and to the washing shop – and the young lad had ensconced himself on the floor against the wall outside, with a few cans of beer spread before him.

Glad I didn’t give hi any money now!

Got the laundry and said TTFN to BJ, who said he might be coming to the Tenants Social Hour on Thursday, and nipped in the Lidl store. Got two porridge pots, mini peppers, and some nibbles to top up the box.

Caught the bus to the clinic, where misery-guts the receptionist almost spoke to me. Again, a different doctor examined ‘Little Inchy’, grunts, frowned forehead and fetched another medic to have a look – she found it hard not to laugh!

DaktacortThe usual, keep on with the Daktacort and use the Hydrocortisone only if the bleeding is hard to stop.

As I left, I could not resist smiling at Happy Herbert on the reception, I gave him a cheery “Bye-bye, and thank you kindly”! If looks could kill, I’d have been a gonna in seconds!

Caught the bus into Sherwood and waited at the bus-stop there for the L8 bus. Met up with some residents at the stop. Had a chinwag. The chap who had had his knees done was out and about without his sticks today. He showed me the scars, and I thought they were healing really well. Tried to cheer him up a bit.

Back at the flats and up to 72, I resisted pressing my new doorbell. Someone will press it one day I’m sure, even if it’s only the coroner! Hehehe!

Put some potatoes on the boil to eat with my fodder later on.

Laptop on to update this then caught up with the Facebooking I ran out of time with earlier. 88 notifications awaited my attention.

The occupational therapy chap Joel rang to say he couldn’t get to see me today, he’s ordered a shower seat that will arrive this Saturday twixt 0800>1800hrs.

P1110366The meal was okay.

A little large perhaps? But fine and tasty. I added some dabs of vegemite to each of the potatoes, Mmm!

Sat in the £300 sometimes second-hand recliner chair nodding off so often few a few minutes each time, I gave up and turned off the TV, then lay there in the £300 sometimes second-hand recliner chair trying to get to sleep, but WRWWs kept demanding attention, and I was worn out after a couple of hours or so, with all the climbing out of, wee-weeing and returning to climb back into the £300 sometimes second-hand recliner chair.

Then the much awaited WWHD arrived, so, up again…

Tsk!