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eBay delivery for Thursday is still on the way, they say.
The worst cartilage was Chloe by a long way.
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Now the intercom & fire alarms are heard by me!
HMG Enforcement Team, re a licence for my TV,
They threaten with a £1000 fine, you see…
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And not offer me any gigmanity,
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So far behind now, even later than yesterday.
It’ll have to be a quickie. I’ll not skip over the help I gave, though. That was appreciated so much.
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A bit of rain overnight.
Bless him!
The petrichor smell is beautiful.
Fibre TV from Liberty-Global Owned Virgin Media, is crap. Nothing new, I know. But checking on the note to see just which internet servers they own or have investment in reveals;
Liberty Global is a world leader in converged broadband, video, and mobile communications and an active investor in cutting-edge infrastructure, content, and technology ventures. With our investments in fibre-based and 5G networks, we play a vital role in society. We currently provide over 85 million fixed and mobile connections and roll out the next new products and services while readying our networks for 10 Gbps and beyond. We’re creating national champions, combining the best broadband and mobile networks under brands such as Virgin Media-02 in the UK, VodafoneZiggo in The Netherlands, Telenet in Belgium, Sunrise in Switzerland, Virgin Media in Ireland and UPC in Slovakia. Liberty Global Ventures, our global investment arm, has a portfolio of more than 75 companies and funds across content, technology and infrastructure, including strategic stakes in ITV, Televisa Univision, Plume, Lionsgate and the Formula E racing series. Our scale enables us to transfer knowledge and expertise across our operations and investments, creating a dynamic family of brands united in the pursuit of innovation and excellence. We prioritise diversity, equity, and inclusion in our workplaces and communities while reducing our impact on the environment. We are using technology as a force for good for our people, our partners, and the planet. Virgin Media, 02. Thee3, Vodafone, BT, and EE are all owned by or have majority shares in them. This includes most of the smaller companies that can get a service supplied that works and is reliable… until Liberty-Global gets the financial teeth into them.
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eBay informed me that the order is being delivered by last Thursday. The tracker point has not moved since Tuesday. They sent me an Email to give my response to the product and rate it. I replied simply, Camera Not Arrived Yet.
The lost listings on the computer have returned, but they are scattered about in different files, and I’m lost now where anything is. Thank You, MS.
There were a few today, but worse than these were the Mind-Blanks and Seizures. There were so many of them, all short-term. I had one when Carer Maryham was here again, but I was not aware until she told me.
Then, when the new child monitors were delivered, please make a note of that, eBay aficionados. DELIVERED at the time specified, not leaving me still waiting in vain hope and unaware of when or if they will even get here at all! Grumph!
I struggle to read the instructions, even with the new glasses on my head. And Peripheral Neuropathy Pete was not letting me grip the parts I had to open. I rang 
, to tell her about the arrival, and she and Desk-Top Dancing Warden Julie. came up to see me. That was so nice of them. ♥
The two of them soon got the thing working for me. ♥
They did it in no time. Julie put the sender part on the top of the intercom box when they realised I was having difficulty hearing the intercom ring, as well as the fire alarms and the door chime. Deana even tested the intercom when they went to see if I could hear it from the computer. It was just Grreat!
Late shots were taken over an hour or so.
I prepped and served up the meal.
Carers Christopher and Trainee Promise arrived as I was getting the plate on the tray. Apart from 
, I enjoyed it, but I had to eat it carefully. Haha!
From after they had gone, and including their raiding the nibbles on their next call, the next thing I recall is being in bed, getting electrocuted regularly by 
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. I signed onto the healthunlocked.com site, and sometimes, well, very often, others say of their electric shocks. The American ones have specialists and many varied treatments received. All I got from the NHS, was when they diagnosed it; ‘It will only get worse with time, the is nothing we can do to repair dying neurotransmitters’ the nwent home and looked up what they were on the laptop.
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Not a lot of writing today. You’ll see why later. Huh!
The one good thing about the Porcelain Throne evacuation was that for the… wait for it, 15 minutes spent waiting for the motion to start, plus the 9 minutes of agony it took to force it along, I didn’t have a single shock from 
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bled this time.
Later, Carer Chris arrived.
The beauty of the clouds took my mind off of my worries for a few minutes. Then, I searched each room again for the note page. No chance, of course. Then took more snaps.
Back on the computer, as I started another search in the hope that I’d missed them, with my eyes getting foggy and double vision – I had an epiphany!
Twit! Dumbo! Imbecile! Idiot!
I shelled some more, the last of the fresh garden peas ready to use later. I’ve spent so much time searching for ~ Words I’d lost but hadn’t, I just forgot 
where I’d stored them—that Chris did his evening call already!
Chris took these Kodak snaps of my poor old legs for me.
sends up the leg, it has now started itching like mad. Oddly, for the first time, the lower arms are the same. Beats me?
I got the belated nosh at last.
awakenings were far less than they have been lately. She may have tired herself out with the legions of daytime shocks she issued me with!
I found them… (Smug-Mode Adopted) But it took me nearly 10 minutes, so the Smug-Mode was removed.
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According to the bits I can read on the notepad, I got up at 05:10 hrs. The nocturnal catheter pouch was removed and photographed. This is another 6 on the NHS scale.
Off to the wet room Throne.
Opened the kitchen window and took this Kodak shot.
Rubbish sorted.
kicked off. She was so kind last night. I’m having totally unexpected pains from the left leg ulcer now. Then, the Mystery Rib Pain joined in when I sat down at the computer. 
Carer Maryham arrived. 
After the gal went, I made a fresh brew of Thompson’s Punjana tea. I then got on the computer and hurriedly made an error after mistake, as I wanted to keep to my plan of getting a shower, shave, and sh… in. 
An email arrived from Iceland, telling us they had made changes to today’s order, which has happened in the last four deliveries from them.
I went even faster on the blog, determined to finish it, but the delivery arrived, which at least came early despite shortages and unwanted substitutions.
Treats for the nurses and Caregivers’ table had arrived. Carer Chris called today. The caramel bars won’t last long; he loves them! Hahaha!
I refilled the big and small bowls of nibbles on their table.
Unfortunately, the smoked ham offcuts tray was blown. I cut the wrappers to make sure they were safe… Boy, the stink!
I got the little potatoes out to boil them and nibble later.
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wrong half an hour later when Carer Joanne arrived and
of time and not inconsiderable pain, but I did it! 
I forgot to mention that I asked the young lady cutting the toenail if she could move the shower curtain for me so I could help keep the spray from splashing around too much. It’s been that long since I’ve had a shower. But I forgot to ask her to put the retaining clip in the static loop. That was a painful mistake for me to make. I got into the shower and took a bowl of water with Dettol in it to soak my feet first thing. After washing the feet, I tried to lift the bowl to empty it in the sink – cause I remembered that the extractor drain on the floor only lets so much water down that matches whatever quantity the shower issues. All very technical, Hehe! So, having filled the bowl from the sink, I knew all the water would not drain away. I have to say, I remember this was 
I lost my grip on the bowl, and the water joined the evacuating water from the shower, and almost immediately, I nearly had a flood situation on my hands! I’m confused, too! My big fear was in case it flooded down to Mary’s flat below like the last time I cocked it up! I got myself into level three-agony, trying to mop up enough water before it leaked through and emptying the bucket down the WC. I’m amazed the hanging catheter bag did not come out! It worked. But cost me about another hour wasted. I went back
hitting my arm on the door edge, but miraculously kept on my feet! I made up for this bit of luck when taking the step ladders back; I trapped my finger as it snapped shut. Int Life Good!
Carer Christopher arrived. He selected himself some vittles and a cold drink, and we nattered as he issued the medications.
I’m having to hobble more carefully now until the 21:00hr Carer calls. It might be Chris, it might not. I carefully went to take this photo on the left of the gorgeous evening clouds on offer. Beautiful!
I needed some nourishment, vittles, and hastily made a meal.
tasting Flora, No-Butter butter.
then the 
I was cheered up a smidge when Carer Chris did the last call. He got the diabetic socks off of my legs, gave me a painkiller, and said he’d collect the laundry in the morning as the bag was packed, which he did. Nibble treats in thanks, and off he trotted. Cheers!
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each time I had to communicate with a Carer, and a few times when I was doing the talking (usually moaning about some ailment or other, Hehe!), I completely lost what I was saying or going to say. Yet, in the Comment Section on WordPress, I seem to get inspired. Is that the word to use? My concentration and interest peaks. No sooner than leaving the page, the bafflement returns.
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It was in the same mode as the earlier one. I had a wash and got the medicationalisational needs tended to
Chloe and Carole
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little delicate when I lifted the leg or genuflected that knee. 
getting the mature, expensive nappies on. I mean, Protection Pants on. Haha!
The food order arrived.
No shortage of feed now. Cornish Pastie, Lamb & Beef patties. Turkish beef, potato rostis, potato hash browns, Vegetarian sausages, Surimi chunks, whole milk, spring water, medical plasters (I shan’t be eating these!), cans for treats, and a few pots of baking powder. Oh, and pork pies.
I struggled with blogging all afternoon. 
on preparing and presenting the meal. 
I was still looking. Haha!
I Kodak Tim’d a final horizon shot of the ribbon of unique colours on view from the kitchen.
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Well, darker this morning!
Jolly unpleasant, but no bleeding.
Ankle ulcer flaring up a smidge.
The hand burn has now lost all its scabs. 
work. So, I got the dangerous job of getting the fresh Protection Pants on and will try the Barrier Cream cap-removing again later. How to describe the performance of getting these pants on is an opportunity for a little humour, I think. 
wobbled about, trying to keep my balance. Which, luckily, I did. During this altercation, I also knocked the pot with the Barrier, Germoloid and Daktacort creams in it onto the floor
painful, all went reasonably well.
Got the catheter refitted, just the pouch to go on when the Carer arrives. Then, I returned to the infamous Barrier Cream’s unmovable cap problem. And Blow me down with a feather duster, the tube’s cap opened easily! So, in future, should the same thing happen, I’ll just try dancing about, stubbing my toe, and throwing the Barrier Cream tube on the floor to solve the issue? Hahaha! 
I took a shot of the morning view. It was well-lit by the time I got out of the wet room. There is a blotch on the photo again. I can’t understand why these 
appear at times and not at others. Mind you, it’s not surprising; there is an awful lot I don’t understand or grasp nowadays. Anything new after the Stroke is not retainable in the grey cells-well, anywhere, really.
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began as soon as I started trying to sort out the new CorelDraw layout and options. My memory has lost so many things today, yet the early morning mayhem in the wet room came to me distinctly? I do know that the New version crashed twice yesterday after I’d changed some options. And I’ve lost many fonts that the program has substituted with ones that are nothing like the original ones? A bit like ordering food online, which I have to do. I’ve had some amazing substitutions. The best (or worst) was from J Sainsbury. I’d ordered some cherryade. That was substituted with a tin of Cherry Blossom black shoe polish! A close second was From Asda. I’d ordered frozen lamb & mutton burgers and got a bag of frozen chips in place for them! 
Carer Chris came to raid the nibbles and drink treats. Haha!
These two must have been the first Kodak Tim snaps taken. Early in the day they must have been photographed, I assume so anyway.
I had to zoom in on CorelDraw to see them. Cataract Katie and Glaucoma Gladys, are why.
gravel path
Massive Memory Blanks.
loads of sugar snap peas, I think. I can’t resist the tasty little crisps, but not hard things. I intend to stop eating them when these ones I’ve got are finished; I’m determined to, definitely! 
So I had a quick-to-prepare, unhealthy, naughty, but very small, mini-feast of flavour.
I’m eating some flavoured potato chips from a packet, along with a full packet of the indulgent, irresistible DJ&A Snap Pea crisps and roasted peas. I also ate a tiny pot of mandarins in orange jelly. Oh, and a vegan cheese and onion pasty. Slurp, licklickingly good! But the guilt tinged it a bit.
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I got the diabetic socks that had been returned wet from the laundry and hung them to dry on the balcony. Carer Chris put them on for me while he was nibbling the treats. Haha!
Kitchen view from inside.
These above and below were taken first.
A little later…
Closer…
Bootiful!
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It was not an extraordinary sort of day, with a few intermittent happenings that were out of the ordinary. I can’t recall having a single 
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For some unknown reason, the burn on the right hand of the oven rack is taking a while to stop being painful. Constipation Conrad is back in charge of the evacuations. My concentration is no worse than yesterday. Not that that’s saying much. I think Concentration Konrad is now a permanent fixture. He joins the other ailments as a part of the Mysteries of Woodthorpe Court, with the hobgoblins, spectres, gnomai, phantasms, ghosts, the grotesque succubae, extraterrestrials, ectoplasms, spirits, or the Fata Morganas, that have been sent to taunt, irritate and terminate my already limited saneness of mind, which is losing its marbles?
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I think I saw a speck of blood in the bag this morning when I photo’d it. Likely, it’s just a reflection from the flash, I assumed?
Much drizzle is out there from the balcony’s right window. The usual excellent parking is available from our senior citizens on the yellow chevrons, indicating, do not park here. I’m not jealous that the drivers can still afford to own one. Or that my licence had to be surrendered due to the ailments making me unsafe on the roads. 
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Boy, I’ve waffled on here! Sorry.
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Pants and slippers on again, I meandered out onto the balcony. The rain was still pouring down.
snaps. They were not very good, taken through the window glass. 
There followed an almost rapid selection of 
I caught the hand in the window closing it, right on the burn scar, which naturally made me jump away… 
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To the rescue again. He found the hearing aids within minutes. He’s a very good ferriter. While he was searching, he spotted some biscuits, and he had to have a packet. Hehehe! They had dropped behind the rickety 1962 G-Plan cabinet, and he retrieved them for me. Saved again! 
The evening sky kept changing hue. Well, I thought it did, anyway. Of course, what my eyes see and you may not do… 
vegetable dumpling stew… mixed, unclear and lumpy.
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giving me grief. I lay there after they’d stopped, all warm and snug. I decided to stay there for a while longer… But no! The innards then burst into a threateningly long, gassy rumble! No choice now; I had to get to the ASAP! Which took me a lot longer than it should have. Why? I’ll tell yer! Hehe!
, it became obvious that I was not going to get there quick enough for me to get the dressing gown and pants down in time! 
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session, ever. Especially with some of it getting splashed onto me, the bowl, the lid and the floor
I made up the waste bags into one. And realised that I was still carrying the night pouch around with me. What an absolute plonker!
king into the doorframe, so kept my good eye on the spacing, clever that I thought… 
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and Gragnagles! I got the computer on and was using CorelDraw, but the delete button stopped working on the keyboard! Then, the mousse scroller went on strike as well.
I nervously tackle the computer again. It seemed to be working, not the delete button, but the mouse at least scrolled. 
Arrived. She was coughing a bit still. She was kind enough to check the dates on the stuff in the fridge, not that there’s much left in there other than opened sauce jars, visitors’ drinkies, and the pasty I’ll have tonight. Either I’ve lost the photo, or I’m going mad.
The wee-wee is not coming so fast today. And I’ve been trying to drink more after the farcical, ridiculous, losing battle I had in the wet room. Humph!
Carer Kara came. Usual visit and Domestic today. I was so glad at last to get some help. 
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I got some potato cubes from the freezer and got them sorted out, getting rid of those I could that had the dreaded eye roots in them. These were Sainsbury’s, too, not Asda (Walmart). They probably get them from the same place. 
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Must have intended to tell you a story of the medications, judging by this photo. Not the foggiest idea what, if anything happened. Although I woke with an aching ride shoulder this morning, so just maybe a tumble to doorframe charge?
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