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Horrible Day!
Half of it was lost in the mental ether.
Thank heavens for a few photographs.
Some triggered the memory black box, though.
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Up.
Pouring down out there.
The car park flooded again.
Oh, dear!
Another change in mode.
Carer Chris arrived. Nocturnal pouch was taken off, diabetic socks were put on, and medications were given. The lad was treated, and off he went.
ELECTRICAL SAFETY CHECK
A young friendly gentleman rang the door chime.Â
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speed merchant who fitted the new fibre system, TV, landline and internet, (which costs me four times as much as the one that would not work). This was after the internet went down, and he didn’t tell me I had an extra landline, which he put on the floor, or that the telephone number had been changed.
WordPress just froze, and I lost a ton of work!
No idea what I did wrong or keys hit in error. Well pissed off now! I’d just finished the blog, too!
It’s so late now too. I’ll get the photos on again, but can’t remember what I commented on. Grrr!
Nothing ever goes right!
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The ceiling is marked for the new to come-in month’s fire alarm to be fitted.
Paperwork to sign.
The Peripheral Neuropathy Finger Mangling came on, and the chap took a photo of it. Hehe!
Note to Doctor!
I bought the pics before Obergruppenfurheress Nurse told me to stop eating bread & potatoes.
Naturally, as soon as these wicked foodstuffs are used up, I won’t be buying any more!
The night view… Gorgeous!
Grrreat!
I do love this view!
Fare Thee All Well!
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Mudslide from the park.
Ayup, here comes the rain again.
Day pouch soon filled up!
. I’ve no control over the digits at all. No wonder I’m making so many mistakes typing and dropping things.
Gorgeous!
No evacuation boredom for me.
Looks like a spot of blood in the dark, misty-looking urine on this last emptying out of the 
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However, the sausages tasted rank!
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yet again… this time it was four hours before I found it again. Missed the sunset and annoyed myself. Nothing new there!
I stirred reluctantly in mock life.
Removed the nocturnal catheter bag.
Wash and shave.
The legs & feet were looking okay.
The bloodless parts of the toes were seemingly getting larger in the area? The make on the right foot is actually, I think, a mark on the camera lens. But I tried to clean it off the other day without any success? It does not show up in dark areas, so I cunningly took the top photo upside down. Clever, eh? Or not.
A second attempt at evacuating from the rear end, and Trotsky had regained control. Last visit!
All done ablutionally and medicatingly, I tackled getting the Depend PPs on. I am not kidding; I reckon the whole operation took me about 5 minutes from start to finish! With some miracle, the pains from knees Arthur Itis and the two Cartilages were not too bad! 
I made up some bottles of spring water (flavoured with cordials) for the day’s intake. 
Sorted the waste bags.
I was gobsmacked to see that the Catheter Day Pouch had filled quickly. Oddly, the shade looked a little deeper as the day went on.
The landline rang 
. My beloved Hristina of the DVT Warfarin Anticoagulation Team advised me that she would call on Wednesday to take the blood for the INR test.
And very welcome she will be! ♥
At least it was a small one.
Baguettes, beans & bacon soup, Soda water, a can of minced beef, kitchen towels, and Worcestershire Sauce flavoured chip sticks. And…
Hot dogs, potatoes, rissoles & Lamb Patti!
The day pouch was choker-full again!
I eventually discovered that I must have knocked it off the recliner arm, and it’s fallen into the control pouch outside the chair. Angry at myself but so pleased that I found it, I went to take a very late shot of the night from the kitchen.
Not a brilliant one, though.
Full again! And look at the dark colour?
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We’ve agreed to leave the ankle & leg strappings off, to see how it goes. Richard did not put the diabetic socks
Lovely morning view.
Amazing cloud and lighting.
What handsome looking best!
I got some bottles of Bladder-pleasing spring water into the front room. I’m trying to during more, as the urine in the day bag os getting darker.
A very rare event here! I microwaved a hot dog, opened a packet of low-calorie sticks, and I added a pot of orange jelly, and had an afternoon snack! Nice!
I did, however, get the few photos taken into CorelDraw and got them in the WordPress gallery to use in the morning… at least, I hope to. I pondered over where the term cat in hell’s chance may have originated, I looked it up on Google: A footnote to a humorous poem printed in The Gentlemen’s Magazine of April 1792 perhaps gives a clue to the origin. “Charon”, it says, “has orders to deprive all cats of their claws. Whence comes that saying in hopeless cases – he has as much chance as a cat in Hell without claws”.
Got some fodder cooked, prepared, and served up.
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I chose to float and did so. Landed back on the carpet and could hear Acker Bilk singing ‘Buona Sera, Señorita, Buona Sera’. Angels descended all around me, miniature-sized; my beloved lost cat Cyril was lying on the recliner, purring heavily; I could hear him clearly. I made my way to fuss him… And then I woke up!
. Who got the diabetic socks put on my legs and sorted the medications. 
food delivery arriving, Ocado this time. I can’t even remember making one with them. I need help with this problem.
was in charge,
was fighting back. A little messier than of late.
Back to sort the food. Surimi sticks, fruit in pots, brown sauce, lemon desserts, lavender Dettol, lemon mousse, black bean 
sauce and a can of ratatouille. I’ll try that tonight and see how it goes. Well, that’s the plan anyway.
Chunky vegetable soup, Lloyd tomato-type sauce with Mediterranean vegetables.
The two brown Italian tomatoes. came as three for a ridiculous price. But Ocado decided to send the pack with one of the ready-crushed semi-mashed and all runny. These brown tomatoes taste almost like meat; those I’ve had in the past have, anyway. 
Carer Sam called. And Chris returned the laundry bag – Yee-Haa! It may have taken me a few days to get someone to take it, but it came back this week. That’s a positive improvement.
I got a landline call from the QMC Deep Vein Thrombosis & Anticoagulation teams Angel Nurse, Hristina. She will be calling on Monday for the next blood-taking test. ♥
I got the ratatouille in the saucepan and added some canned garden peas. I could not resist trying some as I put them in the pan. With the Lloyds sauce, Tomato with Mediterranean vegetables. I think I’m going to enjoy this one!
for me to take a decent couple of sky-cloud shots as the sun began to dip. As I looked at the camera screen on Kodak 
Tim, I was chuffed with these, and after washing some utensils, I took a few more, which were a little darker than a few minutes earlier.
I pressed on with finalising Thursday’s blog. Then…
I caught a hold of the door when 
sent me all a-wobbling as I tried to keep upright. Of course, that didn’t help, as the door was open. I hit the deck first, followed by
few choice self-blaming naughty words flowed. Both knees, and for the first time, I noticed the backs of the knees were painful too? Mission Impossible (Painwise) was tackled
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and bled instantly! 
Cleaning up, changing the Depends, and the medicationalsationings took me hours! 
taken. I Phorpain gelled the Cartilages.
The sunset view cheered me up a smidge, though, all the same. I took a wide shot first, then a zoomed-in shot.
hours; There were no photos or notes to refer to until I found this evening shot. Not a good one, by the way.
Undoubtedly, it looked good, so I saw how it tasted. For once, no phone went, no carer called, and I ate nearly all of it with great relish and satisfaction! 
Did you find the spectacles?
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Red sky in the morning – Shepherds Warning!
Evacuation procedure…
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So bad, I took an extra Codeine later.
arrived, and as she did, the intercom chimed out. Marie pressed the pane; to admit them. Ah, I thought, that’ll be the Asda order! She got the bags into the kitchen for me, bless her.
I got the food away.
I was surprised to see Vegan Cookies, I didn’t think that Asda sold them?
Confused…
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Took a lot of sorting out.
While I verbally had a cursing session at myself some more! My depression dawned!
At least the pasta sauces arrived.
The fridge amazingly still had room in it?
The freezer had not. I had to cram bread and other food items into to so they could keep till later. 
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I made up the waste bags.
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came and went all afternoon. I wandered off doing the blog, to search about Diabetes 2. Then, reading the HealthUnlocked site, I forgot all about having a meal. It’ll do me no harm though. 
. I remembered I’d got a lamb Patti for him, and a choice of bubbles and a drink. He showed some concern for me being in the mood I was, bless him. He removed the diabetic socks for me, and he left the 
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these. 
I came across this photographicalisation that I’d missed from this morning on the SD card. The mudslide in the end car 
park view.
I couldn’t see any difference with the hat?
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Not so dark this morning.
Moon, or reflection of flash. I don’t remember taking this one at all?
A gone-wrong early morning shot of the houses.
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Another change in the evacuation department!
Took a close up of the two-tone-shaded toes.
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Peaceful!
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Heavy fog for an hour or two.
Forever changing. Tsk!
Darker again.
Just in time to catch the end of sunset.
Did a sweep of the sky.
Right view.
Photo’s the progress of the spuds. But missed. Haha!
Almost ready.
Seasoned the vegetable stew.
Added some veg stock.
The ribbon of light.
To the left, some clouds.
Great looking further on.
Tinned chunky vegetable soup. Roast potato chunks added. Along with tomato & Mediterranean vegetables cooking sauce. Two oven-cooked bread rolls. A baby-sized pot of orange jelly and some spring water with a dash of Pineapple and Grapefruit flavour.
took a night off!
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section of the site, there are many people at the end of their tether. I replied to some of their comments in the hope that what I wrote would help them, in some way, to cope with things a little easier. I know how they feel. And so many said their Doctors seem to fob them off. So many are on medications for the PN. Well, to reduce the pain from it anyway. But with my being on Warfarin and having bladder problems, any extra medication will be risky with the side effects. Then, of course, I had to view my other Hubs… FND, bladder & bowel, cataracts, Hard of Hearing, and others. This cost me several hours of not getting any blogging done. So the written descriptions are going to be short, if any, today.
Not much.
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She’s brought the laundry back up for me.
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and diabetic socks fitted.
Getting lighter.
Spuds out to bake later.
Did the midday call. She helped me get the washing from the fairer into the cupboards, bless her. Checked the cooler and taps for me and took the waste bag as she left. 
commenting and reading. I was on it for hours and hours, addicted. 
Chris took a photo of segregated legs when he removed the strappings & socks for me. Hehe!
Not sure why I took two of these?
Rest assured, there will have been be a reason hidden within the convoluted, warped confines of my cerebr
And dunked some Maryland cookies.
Seasalt & no-butter butter and ‘no bread’!
Took these sun-setting photos.
Bootifu!
Amazing…
A final closer effort.
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With a High Risk of Type 2 Diabetes. Nurse Carolyne was her usual kind, patient self as we discussed my dietary habits. It’s as if I must have known, I said. I’ve just last week stopped eating crisps, and nibble only sugar-free biscuits now. However, the highlight of this talk was I can now go back to having two mugs of tea a day! Hurrah! Or, as many as many mugs of decaffeinated tea that I wanted…Â Spit! Horrible, tasteless!
, and into the prison… no, flats. 
Someone’s washing, obviously someone had forgotten to collect it from the machine, had been dumped on the draining board counter. Which is better than mine was, which was on the floor and returned with fluff all over it, the week before last. But at least it was returned last week. The new dressing gowns, shirts and diabetic socks will have to be bought again… I think I ordered some from Amazon.
In the cell… er, apartment, and emptied out the very dark urine from the day pouch.
To make room for the daily mug of Glengettie tea. No, I’m wrong again; it was J Sainsbury’s Extra-Strong Red Label teabag. Lovely it was too! Then, I got the uncomfortable, painful trousers off.
I was going to make some baked spuds but forgot to heat the oven. It can happen to anyone!
Yummy!
Phew! Just in time!