Incockski Today – Friday 30th August 2019: The days are getting shorter like my sanity is! Haha!

2019 Aug 30

2019 Aug 30

Friday 30th August 2019

Mongolian: 2019 оны 8-р сарын 30-ны Баасан гараг

1Mon01a

00:35hrs: I seemed to wake up, and dexterously, suantly almost effortlessly, seamlessly, edged my way out of the Brother-in-Law damaged, while he was flat-sitting and installing clandestine CCTC cameras, as he searched around for my valuables, while I was in hospital, £300, second-hand, near-dilapidated, rickety, gungy-beige-coloured, c1968, sometimes working, uncomfortable, rickety, rinky-dinked, rattling, rusty, resurrected, reconditioned, recalcitrant, recidivating, rotting-away recliner, to have a wee-wee.  

WD 0.0.30B The moment my legs bared the mass of weight of me, Arthur Itis was there again, giving me painful grief! Dizzy Dennis paid a short visit. Then Anne Gyna threw in her penneth of throbbing and stinging, to the melee of discomfort! The innards were hardened, very-slowly rumbling and aching.  It told me the constipation was likely getting worse. Ah, well, no use complaining. (Although I was tempted, haha!)

The wee-wee was a bit of a hindrance too. In the ELDWWIEE (Extra-Long-Dribbling-When-Will-It-Ever-End) style.

WD 0.0.30B As I made my way to empty and clean the grey-bucket, I had to divert to the Porcelain Throne. Gotten Himmel! A marathon session timewise. Although I did manage to free things in the end, it was harsh and painful, almost pernicious, going! Still, on the bright-side, there was little cleaning up needed afterwards, amazingly no bleeding, either. And at least I have passed something, at last, two giant torpedoes! I needed to rest a moment or two before standing up again. I don’t know how there was room for them, even with my generously proportioned stomach! Hehehe!

4Thu22The legs were looking a bit betterer. The odd mark on the right leg above the Arthur Itis-ridden right knee was fading like I predicted it would. At least I know know what is causing them to appear (I think). According to the results, from Stroke Doctor Senthil K Ragunathan, it is Clopidogrel, whatever that is. I’ll look it up. Here is what Google tell us: USES: Clopidogrel is used to prevent heart attacks and strokes in persons with heart disease (recent heart attack), recent stroke, or blood circulation disease (peripheral vascular disease). It is also used with aspirin to treat new/worsening chest pain (new heart attack, unstable angina) and to keep blood vessels open. So, that must have been the medicine allergy I got in the hospital. When the blotches first started on the body? The pins were a different colour to each other again, as well!

I cleaned and sanitised the bucket, washed again, and got to the kitchen. Where I moved the hanging handwashing to the airer. Took the medications, and an extra Senna. (Must get some more in stock)

It took me until 0435ish, to get the updating done for the Thursday blog. I sent an Email to Jane & Pet. Hope they are alright, Pete has trouble with the car, so not too worried. But my EQ told me Jane was het-up or had problems. So I asked her to email me back. Then I got the post sent off to WordPress. Then went on their Reader Section.

5Fri02I made a start on this posting.

Time to get the ablutions done, so I can get the first bus in time, and get the spuds, peas and eye spray.

WD 0.0.30B The session was full of Dropsiegangleplops, far too many to remember, soap, toothpaste, shaving gel can, the razors several times, paper towels, toothbrush, etc., and more.

5Fri007Cressed and took the black bags to the waste chute, then down and along the passageway through Winwood Court and to their lobby.

WD 0.0.30B The door to the benches outside was still not working. Some cleaning stuff had been left out in the alleyway. The artwork on the walls, avant-garde, present-day, advanced, and modernistic, not my style at all, it breaks up the monotony as you walk along.

Got to the Hauptbereitschaftsleiteress Wardens new holding cells, Malcolm was in there with all three NHS staff. Deana was busy on the phone, we others had a chinwag, and I offered out the nibble-bag.

As I left to go to the bus stop, two ladies were sat there. I had a natter and laugh with Mary. Then went to the bus stop, for a more significant bit of verbalisationing, moaning, complaining and laughter, flowed! I caught the L9, the others all got off in Sherwood apart from Margaret (who helped with the crsswords for me again!) and hubby, Caroline from the top home and me, who went to Arnold. Where I got off and made my way to the Market Place.

5Fri007cThe fresh pod peas had now finished, and the season ended! Sob! I got some potatoes for Joycie’s and my nosh on Sunday. Then I went to Asda (Walmart).

On my way in, people from the Arnold Food Bank gave me a list of foods they were in need off. I hobbled around and got a few bits to donate on the way. I got to the self-serve tills and put everything through, but the card would not be accepted. After several tries, the staff moved me to another counter, and I had to pay with cash. A bit worrying, that.

5Fri019aI came out with mushrooms, tomatoes, crisps and canned meat and fish extra, and handed them to the Food Bank people. The trolley bag was overfull and the carrier ladened with fodder for myself.

I made my way to the bus stop on High Street, and within 10 seconds of my arrival, the bus came! Phew! In Sherwood on the way home, we picked up Margaret and Hubby, with a few other Winwood Heights tenants.

I got off the bus last, as is usual, to avoid getting in the way of other more nimble residents. All the others had long gone, back into their Winchester Flats. I walked to the Winwood Courts door, and Doris joined me, we chatted and had a laugh en route.

5Fri11The door out to the benches in the new passageway to Woodthorpe Court was still not working.

Doris and I were like a couple of schoolchildren in the lift, laughing and joking. Hehehe! I alighted the elevator, and farewells were wished!

All I was good for was sleeping! The regular drained and weary feeling came over me even earlier than normal today.

5Fri10I did spot a Birthday card in the hallway that came on Wednesday, shoved through the door, that I had put on the radiator on my way out, and had forgotten all about, as I entered. It was from Part-time Cat-Walk fashion Model, and Obergruppenführeress, Warden Deana. I must remember to thank her. That’s two cards this year, same as last year. Not everyone can claim that at my age! Jane and Deana, just a part of my many female fan club. Hehehe!

5Fri20WD 0.0.30B I got the chips in the oven, and cleaned the wheels of the three-wheeler trolley, now hoodless, and with lousy breaks! I’ll have to go take a look at what they have on offer at the Scootermania shop in the morning. If I remember, that is! Phwert!

WD 0.0.30Bacci As I was cleaning the kitchen floor with the long brush and dustpan, my foot caught the corner of the cabinet stack. This loosened the things on top, and some of the items came tumbling down, on my head! Thank heavens I don’t keep anything heavy up there. Phew! Medication pods and some olive oil bottles (plastic) were all that fell, and they just bounced off of my head without any injury and hid cunningly under the other cabinets.  Although it made me jump a bit! Hahaha!

5Fri08I rang Sister Jane and Pete, as I had not had a reply to my email asking if they were alright. But they were fine, I’ glad to say, the EQ was wrong!

I got the nosh served up. And a feast of flavour it was too! Well worth the Flavour Rating I gave it of 8.8/10! Got the pots washed.

I put on a Rumpole of the Bailey DVD to watch and settled. Much to my pleasure and delight, after a couple of episodes, I drifted off into slumberland! Great!

When I woke, convinced it was morning or thereabouts, I rose, freeing my over-abundant body from the Brother-in-Law Pete damaged, £300, second-hand, near-dilapidated, rickety, gungy-beige coloured, c1968, recliner, and took a wee-wee, of the LRWS (Long-Reluctant-Weak-Sprinkly) mode in the GPWWB (Grey-Plastic-Wee-Wee-Bucket).

5Fri11Got the handwashing done, and took a photo of what at the time I believed was the morning sky! This was when it dawned on me, and I checked the second-hand bargain £2 charity shop bought wristwatch, (With the £10 replacement strap, and £10.95 battery) for the time. 07:30hrs. I put on the computer to find out it was 19:30 hours!

So, the day had started far too early! Humph!

Inchcock Today. Fri 16 Aug 19: Emotions today, torturous, unbearable, uncomfortable, enjoyable, to buoyant! Hehe!

2019 Aug 16

2019 Aug 16

Friday 16th August 2019

Spanish: Viernes 16 Agosto 2019

A sad day for deaths: 17th August: We lost Elvis, Babe Ruth, Atal Bihari, Bel Lugosi, Stewart Grainger, and John G. Diefenbaker. Thankfully, Adi Amin popped his clogs, too!

04:15hrs. I woke in need of another wee-wee. I disentangled my still-tired boy from the £300 second-hand, c1968, horrendously beige-coloured, rickety recliner. A couple of paces with the stick, and utilised the EGPWWB (Emergency Grey Plastic Wee-Wee Bucket). I was a little taken aback when it turned out to be an SHLNS (Sharp-Hosepipe-Like-No-Sensation) wee-wee. No pain, no effort used, and No idea when it had stopped! Hehe!

I took the well-filled bucket with me, to be emptied and sanitised, to the kitchen. Did this job, then got the handwashing onto the airer for drying. The sphygmomanometer was still not working, and the thermometer had also packed up. Humph!

WD 0.0.128A So I made a brew, took the medications, and responded to the innards demands, and made my way to the Porcelain Throne. Oh, heck! Back to the rock hard, rear-end tearing, solid, oh so painful, torpedo-style again! It never gets itself right, this month has been all one extreme or the other. Tsk!

I got the computer going, and answered some Emails, then got on with updating the Thursday WordPress blog. Emailed it, and put some pictures on the Pinterest site. All this took me a long time of course, but the hands and finger, well, leg, arm, and shoulder as well, were all being so kind to me this morning. Without their placid contribution, I am sure this job would have taken me at least twice as long.

I fancied something to eat for brekkers. I am not an ascesis, but I resisted, bearing in mind the astronomically, supersized nosh I had consumed last night. (No wonder the evacuation was so painful. Huh!)

I then made a start on this blog. Getting as far as here, and changed to make up an order for Morrisons next week. I made short work of this for once. The reason being, I ordered tow saucepans fr delivery with the food. That almost made up the minimum spend on their own. Tsk! It will save me having to carry them back from Arnold today. I can concentrate on getting other things to carry home from Asda, then.

Time was getting one with my late waking up, so I went on the WordPress reader. Then it was time for the ablutionalisationing session. Only one dropsie, the razor, and only one little nick shaving. Smug-Mode-Adopted!

5Fri004Dressed all ready, trolley prepared, shopping list in pocket black bags to the waste chute, and out, down the lift and made my way through the link-passage to the Windwood Court lobby.

I like the sensor lights that come on as you walk along the passageway, with residents flats either side of you. Hopefully, we will not disturb any extra-care residents when they move in. The pictures on the walls give the place a homely-looking appearance.

5Fri005I got to the lobby entrance and called into the Obersturmbannfhreress Warden’s holding & interrogation office. Mentioned the new water leak in the flat, that seems to have stopped now. Mini-chinwag, and out to the bus stop with Lynne, Christine and Mary. We were soon joined by a gang of Winwood Heightonians. The crowd nattered away, it was nice to listen to then, 5Fri006even though I was missing a lot of the conversations they were having. Caroline from the top car home arrived, Marie, John and others, got on the first, City Bound bus.

I spotted the absence of the now removed old shed across the road. Oddly, there was a touch of sorrow at it going?

The one I needed pulled in behind, and I had to make my way through those boarding the City L9, so was almost the last one getting on, one of the ladies let me go through with the three-wheeler, bless her. It was one of those crammed-full trips. I got in a side-saddle seat, the last one. I had a failed crossword puzzle session en-route, as the rain began to fall.

5Fri007As I made my way to the Boyes store to check out their saucepans availability, the market place had just the two stalls open, one of them a fruit & veg one, so, I mosied on over to take a look at what was available. They had some fresh looking garden peas, not cheap, but their pristine condition encouraged me to get a pound of them for £1.50. I also got some excellent looking baking potatoes, five for £2.

Then, with the bag of the trolley already full, I carried on to Boyes and investigated their saucepan shelves. No small ones with lids, well, they had some, but they were too costly, for what they were. After checking out their hats, none at all, long sleeve shirts, none at all either, I went to the medication and cleaning shelves, where I got some bargains. Lavender Dettol at £2, Olive oil, 2 for £2, and two Cirtus pull-up fresh air bottles. The spare carrier had to be used to carry them. And I still had Asda to visit!

5Fri007aThe rain was easing off as I hobbled to the Asda store. I met Mary in the shop, we had a natter.

I arrived much longer later at the self-serve checkouts with Baxter’s beetroot that had a Special Offer price of £1 on the shelving, that the machine decided should be £1.54, I didn’t notice until later, Tsk!  A milk roll loaf, two bags of the Asda label bacon-flavoured fries, some vine tomatoes. I found some yoghourt rice cakes that were cheaper than the Lidl ones, so got three packs of them.

Out to the bus stop on Front Street, where Mary was waiting. We had another nattering session, as the rain started again. I was struggling with the trolley and a full carrier bag of stuff. As the bus progressed, we picked up other tenants, and three of them all had the same, a trolley and full carrier bag to cope with. I nightmare journey, having to move each time someone wanted to get on or off the bus. But we did have a laugh along the way.

Back at the flats, I got off last, and the others had all shot off home. I walked back through the corridor in Winwood and came out at the Woodthorpe lift lobby. I took a picture of the hall, but it has dissolved into the ether from the SD card. Like so many seem to do! Humph!

Up to the apartment, and the fatigue dawned, as it usually does. I suddenly felt all drained again. I had a somewhat off-putting SPSHPL (Short-Painfull-Semi-Hose-Pipe-Like) wee-wee. Got the kettle on, put the fodder away, made the tea and podded some peas to soak in a little demerara-sugared water for later.

Washed and locked the front door, before stripping off, Got the chips in the oven cooking, made some tomato sarnies, and doing a bit of cleaning around the cooker, retrieving some shot-off peas as I did so. Haha!

5Fri007bThe nosh was a decent effort. The tomato sandwiches, fries, smokey bacon, beetroot, gherkins and the most delightful fresh garden peas, were all consumed.

After which, I found myself in a ruminative mood, for some reason. I got the pots washed up and tray cleaned and got down settled in the £300, second-hand, sometimes working but not tonight. c1968, crumby beige-coloured, rickety, rusty, recliner.

But the recalcitrant, contemplative mind-meandering continued. The thoughts were querulous, worrying, and it seemed I was on a self-hating campaign again. Luckily for me, these harrowing sentiments were stopped in an instant, as I rose to have another wee-wee…

WD 0.0.128A After taking this time, a quiescent RDD (Reluctant-Drip-Drip) wee-wee, I stubbed the same toe again, against the Ottoman! Even at the time and in all that pain, I was aware of and glad it had stopped the self-destructive brain-storming.

I thought if I put on the TV and watch an A-team episode, this would surely send me to sleep? And it did! In short-time as well!

Zzz!