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I used to know what I needed, wanted to do,
Be it involving a romantic rendezvous…
Or to throw a party, dance or a chanoyu,
Buy a Fiat, Skoda, Ford or a Subaru…
I’ve owned each of these in the past, too…
Oh, and of course my 4-wheel drive Diahatsu,
What to cook for my meal, not cordon bleu,
Roast or baked potatoes, or a beef & veg stew?
Or battered Haddock & fishcakes would do,
Buy it on the web, high street or at a vendue?
If it were never-never land, Utopia, or Xanadu,
A cat, a dog, a hamster, a hawk or a sucuruju?
Nowadays, the only thing guaranteed is a snafu!
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10:10hrs Sunday: Forgive the smiling photo of Inchy welcoming you to the blog… I’m so happy at this moment, despite it being Sunday morning and a late start to this catching-up blog. I feel blessed. My best friend is back. 
The best gift I rarely have nowadays is here with me. No logical reasoning why; Nothing has changed from yesterday’s gloominess in any way. But I woke up with Horis, and he’s still with me. I just love the ‘Sod-’em-all’ attitude Horis brings me. I can’t get into this mode myself, but surely Horis is myself in a warped way, 
must have assisted me to get in this blissful, albeit liable to dissipate as unexpectedly as he arrived.
But why can’t I bring it on when needed?
I’ve no control of it at all… well, maybe I could learn some Wicker-Tricks. I’m so far behind with the blog, it hurts. Got the new medical procedures to be monitored by a Carer. The bloody shaving, shower, and medications cost me over two hours. Teeth & gums bleeding. New growths on the leg. I’m baffled as to why I feel like this, yet bloody glad I do! I’m writing this now because I might forget to add it later.
The computer went down. I’ll add this to Sunday’s blog if I ever get it started. Got to finish this one before it freezes on me again. Using snaps to save time, sorry for the lack of or poor details.
Farewell sweet 
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Health Checks were monitored by Carer Nimra.
BP High again!
Dry crinkly skin
Iceland
Food!
Amazing evening sky
Amazing evening meal!
At last, I cooked some cheesy baked potatoes that came out just as I like them. Gorgeous!
Have to stop here, keyboard problems now.
Spent three hours trying to get the computer to work, but I wasn’t typing well. The mouse was super sticky, so I changed batteries in both the mouse and keyboard. All closed and off, left it for an hour. Retried while Carer Miarza was visiting. Working in a fashion. At least temporarily. Don’t be surprised if this is the end of Inchie. Can’t cope.
TTFN.
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lurking in both knees. Wondering why, after all the harassment over the last two days, should the one ailment that has been absent all last week, suddenly start on the rampage? Within, I imagine two minutes of nodding back into dreamland, 
twitched; so violently, just the once. But it was enough to make me force my way out of bed, take off the nocturnal catheter pouch, and go in search of Codeine to ease the pain. This has never happened before; not the neck twitching, but the pain being so sharp. I’m assuming that it may have 
been caused by not getting medication for the days while in the hospital. What do you think? I left the card nearby with the bag, so the Carer can assess the colour for me.
finding I’d left the oven on was not encouraging.
The first task was to utilise the Porcelain Throne. But, for the third day on the trot, no evacuation was passed! A fair bit of noisy wind escaped, but not a sausage. Nothing, ziltch, nada or a blank. The shave was bloodless. Great!
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Some fonts didn’t load, so I had to select substitutes, which may cause problems in earlier postings.
just had time to take two photos for me. One of the fantastic sun-going-down view, so fiery and colourful, from the kitchen window. Then he snapped my much-improved Lymphorrea Leslie legs. Don’t they look so 
much better now my new love
Dry bread, tomato sarnies.
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You’ll be guaranteed, falls, accidents, the odd blip,
A Grand Morning. No, Ejaz, though.
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Eye eye, what’s going on here?
Nocturnal catheter pouch.
Balcony walking aids.
The cartilages were dodgy all day.
Photo from 2022.
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Problem with the pouch. I don’t think it’s been changed this week.
End car park.
Balcony. 
Strange cloud formations
Guess who?
Carer Ejaz.
Waiting at the flats bus stop.
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Into the balcony to take some snaps
End car park above.
Tree Copse & Woodthorpe Park.
Snapped the calendar clock.
Changed the date. Tsk!
To the left.
Down to Citrus Walk parking.
Selection in the kitchen.
I put a mushroom in my slow cooker.
Not cheap chips – but good taste!
Washed, dried and refilled the two nibble jars.
Sunshine waning.
Down goes the sun.
Another double-take.
Those chips were lovely!
Patches were not checked either. They know about my memory problem and 
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would not have the time if we were going to the dentist.
some Polish sausages of various types. And some of their green/brown tomatoes from Poland. They were great tasting! Lovely!
We hobbled up the hill in time to get to the dentist for the appointment. 
will be with me until I die. That won’t be long, cause according to Gypsy Rose Lee, in 1953, she told my Dad; Your son will live to see the end of the world! Dad laughed at the time and moaned about the reading costing 1/3d (5¼p in new money). And, he laughed in her face. Hehe!
It’s a good thing that I still have some of the £599.00 per 100ml toothache pain relief spray.
what’s it… sulphate!
We had a long job, with Ejaz trying to break down the four-wheeler, and ended up putting them in the corner opposite the door. I’ll try to find a better place for them if I can tomorrow. People can’t get in or out of the door while they are there. I’ll see if I can move them into the balcony, then I can use the four-wheeler to sit on and have a nosey. Hehe!
Tired and weary as I was after the trip out, I made a start on CorelDRAW. To use in this blog. But didn’t have the mental stamina.
So, I planned the day’s meal. I decided on corn, beetroot, green tomatoes on cheesy-topped bread rolls, battered onions, and cut up some of the really tasty Zywiecka Polish Cooked And Dried Pork Sausage.
Google, gulp, chew, chomp, suck!
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Carers Medical table.
Carer Ejaz wrote down how to use the texting on the new, unwanted, foolishy bought mobile.
The future price depends on how long Herr Starmer remains in charge of HMG.
End Car Park mud slide.
Wonderful Nature.
View from the computer.
These are tasty!
Afternoon shot from the kitchenette.
Vegetable stew, or casserole?
Oddly, despite worrying about tomorrow’s dentist, bank, and computer shop to get batteries, SD card, Dizzy Dennis, and Lost-Balance-Brenda in attention, High-Mode-Horis was good to me.
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I hope he gets even more unpopular,
That’s that done.
Well, look at this…
Got the nocturnal pouch emptied. I took a sample first, so the Carer could grade it later.
I took this snap above of the misty,
He checked Lymphoreoa Leslie’s leg wound and said he would change it on Monday if it got any worse. I thought it was fine, apart from the neuropathy-driven electric shocks being more regular today. I put this down to the patch dropping off so regularly; Mizra had put tape on it to keep it in place. Ejaz changed his mind and applied a new patch, retaping it firmly in place. Seconds later, the body fluid could be seen leaking under the plaster. As expected, with the tape being tight, but it’s better than the plaster falling off. Don’t worry, the nurse is due on Monday or Tuesday. I’m dreading Wednesday’s medical day. I may have to miss blogs off. But not if I can help it.
Ejaz then creamed the hand injury, & took a photograph of it. It looks a lot worse than it really is in this snap. It’s drying up and scabbing now, which is a good sign, methinks. 
I’ll have a super choice tonight.
I did have a bit of an Accifaupas, though.
I caught the hand wound as I
Carer Mizra called, or was it Carer
I took another sky shot.
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The fourth Lymphorrhoea Leslie bloodied plaster, with the tape that I had to use for the third time, cause I can’t find where I put the tape either.
The left wrist wound was looking likely to improve.
As the Carer is unavailable on Wednesday due to accompanying me to the dentist, no laundry can be done, and the kitchen & wetroom cannot be cleaned and mopped. And no help with the finances or Emails can be had. Bearing in mind that Monday & Tuesday will be busier and more hectic than ever, I won’t be in any condition to go to the dentist on Wednesday…
Early snap taken of the early morning view, with Kodak Tim 2.
The front junk room, which will only get worse next week without the Carers’ help, depressed me.
Another mystery photo I found on
The mudslide is coming on again.
I got the chips out ready for later.