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POLITICAL EDITOR INCHY HeHeHe!
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From yesterday. When waiting for the internet to come back on, I turned in the TV, and this procedure was on…
A gigantic lymph thingy was growing on a chap’s back.
Bit by bit, they kept on tugging out the growths.
Then stitched up the hole.
The evacuated pile!
The man expressed his relief at getting rid of it. Now he can swim again on holiday! Good for him!
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My Legs transformed into close to, or as normal as they have been for ages. The ulcer is itching like mad on the right ankle, but no real pain. Apart from when I scratch at it. Haha!
I took this first outside shot, through the kitchenette window, in ‘Through Glass’ mode using the 
camera. To get the raindrops on the glass. The flash activated, and some reflection must have been caught. Of what, I know not.
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Went onto the balcony, to see if the mudslide had begun with it raining. This was a decent shot. But, when I took a wide shot…
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I seemed to take two at the same time, which is not possible, surely? Still, it looked sort of artistic.
This shot, (they were taken through the windows), caught how it looked to the eye.
Waste bags were assembled.
Taken to the Hallway door.
Sainsbury’s order arrived.
The driver put the stuff in carriers for me.
I thanked him, and unpacked the things.
Great! Got some Anusol for 
, and Savlon for the ankles and chaffs. Even got some olive oil for the ears at last! Bikkies & Marmite cashew nuts (These’ll test the teeth!). A Milk Roll loaf too.
Other goodies: Lemon mousse, dried roasted onions, and liquid sea salt. Oven cook chips, and canned veg soup.
I set about getting the meal prepared! By gum, it was a good one. Taste Rating: 8.2/10. The teeth hurt after eating up. Tsk!
Nurse Nicole rang while 
was here. She asked if I’d like them to arrange for a ‘Social Prescription’ for me. (Said Kara who was on the phone for me). She said it was for Social Contacting and would be arranged for someone to ring me. Confused! I replied yes please, and Kara passed on the message.
Spent hours on blogging, but the lack of sleep… well, I’d not had any last night at all, forced me to stop, and just sit myself down again in the recliner, in anticipation of a good kip!
An hour later…
Carer Benjamin arrived. Evening medications, eye drops administered, Peptac, and he checked the taps and oven for me, before checking 
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I soon nodded off again. But not for long; I sprang awake and could hear a clattering noise from the flat above. I believe that she/he may have dropped something. I pondered on getting dressed and calling at the flat to see if they were alright… But I heard other noises; one was plainly a walking stick falling and came from another area of the ceiling. I assume things were okay up there. They or he or she, is always making loud noises, late at night sometimes. But, with my tumbles and droppages bothering those in the flat below me, I take in my stride now.
Getting back to sleep was not an option, as I tried to, and unfortunately 
started on at me.
I was relieved, when 
blared from the door chime, and in came 
. Painkillers, eye drops and the night pouch attached, and off home he went. Haha!
I tried once again to get some sleep catch-up. It was not a successful effort. Constantly almost bursting awake so often, I gave up at 03:30hrs and started another day. Of which, I anticipate will be another one of frustration-ridden mishaps, and, as warned by my EQ: Whoopsiedangleplops, Accifauxpas, hurdles, harassments, hassles, hopelessness, hindrances, hitches, handicaps, headaches, and negative aspects to cope with.
It’s being so cheerful that keeps me going, you know!
TTFN
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What a difference in yesterday’s & today’s nocturnal colouring of the wee-wee! 
3 months by then? Remember when I first had the catheter fitted? All the blood in the bags. 
After taking the nocturnal pouch from the day bag, I tackled the waste bin assembly.
I took a snap of the extremely blue views from the kitchenette window
good session. Stubbed a toe, and spilt the washing bowl all over the floor, picking up after standing in it to clean the feet. The teeth were bleeding, just two cuts shaving. The feet, or rather toes, seemed to 
be getting larger areas of apparent bloodlessness?
Hristina, my sweet DVT, INR phlebotomist nurse, arrived to take some more blood ♥♥♥. Lovely to see her. The INR level, was at 2.9 last time, so I may not see her again next week. Boo!
and sounded a little better this week, I’m glad to report. Nice chap.
I’d got Tonic Water, instead of Soda Water, but that’s no bother. Lavender 
too hard and sweet for me and the few teggies I’ve got left. Tsk! I gave them to the next carer, as he tried one and liked it. The batter scraps arrived, too, I intended to have some of these later. The fresh 
Kenyan peas were a treat to have as well! Aha, a soft biscuit, I see! Jolly good for me!
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down everything completely, and that failed.
Made a mess cooking this meal, a right one! I actually wrote the timing down after I worked out what was needed in order. The potatoes were left over in the crock pot from last night… well the early hours of this morning, I was having them cold. Only the pretend fish, peas and fish batter to heat up in the oven for just two minutes. I’m looking forward to these; I’ve not had any for months. The fish in the air-fryer needed 20 minutes, the peas a few minutes to just heat up in the saucepan, tomatoes soy sticks tomatoes and beetroot no cooking needed. When I laid out the plate, there seemed to be a gap?
foolishly rushed to the kitchen, and grabbed the bits tipping them on the nearly finished meal tray
buggery! 
Interesting shot here on the left. Why I snapped my fingers? No doubt I hadn’t meant to, surely? Hehehe!
Liberty-Global Oligarchs box to reset yet again. 
Carer Benjamin called earlier on the last visit of the day. I took this photo then but only just got around to getting it from the SD card. I sent him a copy by email.
The Asda delivery is due. The DVT and FAlls Team Sarah… ‘Might’ be calling, and the spare room needs clearing. I still need help with arranging the flu jab at the chemist. I may be back… or not!
Overnight shot of the open balcony doors and the TV I watched when you know who’s internet went on strike again! I viewed a ‘Something Inside Me’ programme and took a few photos as I did so.
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Easy-Peazy! Even I found it in about ten minutes! Hehe!
had me over in the kitchen, and onto the floor, within about ten minutes of waking up. But, he was assisted by 
giving way at the same time. Clouted my cheek on the corner of the counter on the way down with a sort of crunch-thud. Haha!
when I was shaving, made me turn to get 
, and I completely misjudged it. I spun around, giving the door frame a half-decent shoulder charge. I turned quickly when I thought I may have left the tap (faucet) running, which did the trick. I must have splashed some of the soapy water on the floor, and soon found it! Luckily I fell against the shower chair, which saved me struggling to get back up again, at least. A good start!
The night pouch was even darker this morning, (which I don’t think is good for my chances of ever getting the bothersome and sometimes painful, always frustrating,
removed permanently. 
I went onto the balcony, to try and take a photo of the front car park through the glass.
I got some potatoes in the crockpot straight away. I did this because there’s always a chance that my ever-present, 
will allow me to forget later.
I spent some time sorting the waste bins out. 
Demand for the 
, so off to the wetroom, which produced no evacuations, just effort, pain and failure to perform. Haha! A little 
bleeding. So, I cleaned up and shaved, applied
As was expected.
I did Carer Chris’s later on.
Suddenly the last Carer call was done, and I hadn’t used the 
A late meal was hastily prepared. The potatoes I’d put in the crock-pot, about 14 hours earlier, were drained and on the plate. I added the last of the just out-of-date smoked ham, 
after sniffing each piece. some were removed. The yellow & red tomatoes, these were four days out of date, but tasted lovely. 
They were okay, and the view outside I thought was amazing for the early hours of the day. Taking this photo of the houses, I noticed how 
surprisingly light the sky looked for this time of day?
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, was a bully,
Looking good?
Mist clearing sooner today.
Made a brew of Glengettie, and dunked a few (3) of my newly discovered favourites biscuits. Tasted buttery, with an iota of salt taste. No bother to the bad teeth!
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Worked conscientiously on getting the Wednesday blog done.
snaps were taken.
Both through the glass in the balcony.
The bottom field shot was an improvement.
Started cooking the meat for the stewpot.
Potatoes in the slow cooker.
failing… 
Someone must be on Amazon who can help me? Never mind, I’ll investigate if I can use cooking olive oil on the web tomorrow. I can search the supermarkets for olive oil sprays as well.
My favourites came up, and knowing that a minimum order of £40 was needed, I ordered other stuff to make the required total.
Yet still, it didn’t get to me like it usually would have? Worrying this is. Also, I had a few visits from 
I poddled to the wet room to have a shave and en route, had an 
; it didn’t have me over but caused my right shoulder to wallop into the door frame. And all was forgotten about the minutes-earlier farces, and all felt, was how lucky I was not to have gone down on the floor! Even when 
burst into life! I’d drifted back into my earlier mode of ‘Hey Hoeidness!’ Of course, how long this will last, depends on the aggressiveness of my ailments, getting the flu jab done, and finding a way to get some ‘Samaritan Olive Oil’ for the ears. Also, depending on the mysteries of Woodthorpe Court, with the hobgoblins, spectres, gnomai, phantasms, grotesque succubae, Whoopsiedangleplops, ailments, extraterrestrials, ectoplasm, spirits, accifauxpas, rent increases, food price hikes, and the Fata Morganas, that have been sent to taunt, irritate and terminate my already limited, currently contented but pointless, insaneness of mind?
The evening looked very nice.
By gum that was nice!
Straight ahead from the kitchen window…
Then to the left a bit…
A great show, I thought. Produced by ATV for ITV between 1 July 1967 and 13 April 1975, based on the German TV show Der Goldene Schuß. The hostesses distracted from the games sometimes, but… Hehehe!