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After writing the above, joy of joys, the bleeding stopped again! Yee-Ha! I cancelled the ambulance. But I am not feeling up to much with all the blood loss, so I will not be able to do much more on here. I’ll do what I can before I flake out. Har-Har!Â
I said complicated about life; there must be a more apt word to have used? Erm…
Not so dark.
First window photo.
And then I started to have a wash…
Phoaw!
Bin bags into one.
And guess where I had to go to?
Tsk!
Started the computer and got today’s ode done.
Will this headache ever stop? I’ve not had one for years, and now I can’t get rid of this one. Codeines tried again.
The forecasted storm did not appear.
Beautiful sky and clouds. But, the blotches seem more numerous and larger?
Took this close-up of my beloved and much-missed walking through tree copse. It hid the blotches.
This was when the first, the big one, arrived. I was in the kitchen making a brew of Glengettie when I realized and came out of it. Many memories. I could recall two Caregivers visiting, and I knew that I’d visited the Porcelain Throne twice more and that Trotsky Terence was in charge… but little else. No further work has been done on the blog.
And the headache persisted, although maybe not so violent now. But hours had passed. I felt so tired, I got the drink and ate some Frazzles, put the computer into sleep mode, and had a devil of a job to get the 
grubstakers, speculators, plutocrats, securities-brokers, stinking-rich, plutocratic, multi-crore, plutocratically, con-artists. Artful deception, flimflam, hokum, legerdemain, clandestine
amphibological Liberty-Global owned Virgin Media’s pathetic TV box to work. Then fell asleep. For hours!
When I woke, a Carer was coming into the flat. She gave me 
some painkillers, and she put a new plaster on my teeny weeny head wound. I’d taken off the plaster earlier, and it bled a bit. But, I doused some Brut aftershave on a rag and pressed on it for a few minutes; that soon stopped it.
I didn’t, but that’s not new. I got one.
Fancy that!
Seeing this photo on the SD card was a bit of a memory teaser. It took me a while to recall making and eating it. I found the chips in a bin bag near the computer; this triggered the grey cells, and I remembered they went cold as a Caregiver called as I started eating them. I wasn’t doing well at this moment. Yet within minutes, I was much more with it, and things stayed that way for the rest of the night.
Went on the WP comments. And enjoyed that.
Another two bags were made up.
Back on the computer. Over the next three hours or so, I took these night shots.Â
I’m so tired and confused. WordPress putting the wrong photos, not the current ones, on the reader did not help. I had to keep renaming them and deleting the previous ones. I don’t seem to have any luck lately.
Now, the headache is just starting again!
I’m fed up!
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At first, I was worried about the urine being so dark, but I realised it must have been the kerfuffle when I fell in the wet room yesterday, so I’ll not fret yet.
The NCC electrician called. She was a friendly gal who quickly replaced the socket. In appreciation for her help, I was given a nibble and drink. I’ll have to get a new lampshade.
The plaster on a mammoth, massive 2mm wound on my head was showing a little blood, but not a lot, as Paul Daniels used to say. Hehe! The Carer 
took these photographs using Kodak Tim. The redeye looked to be well-receeded. Did I spell that right? Changed it.
Took a snap of the lovely streaky clouds on view.
I gave the new cheapo camera to Carer Chris. It is no good keeping it. The handle allows two fingers to go through it. The battery cover is loose and very delicate. I shall continue with Kodak Tim despite the occasional blotches that appear in the pictures. And the USB connector it very stiff to get in and out of the camera. And there is no lens cover on it, with fiddly tiny 
buttons. I think maybe I bought a child camera. Still, that suits Chris. His missus can have it. He likes it too! Good for him. 
I pressed on with the Ode, not even started on the blog yet.
Note that the smudge or blotch is back on the screen and photos again. A smidge disappointing cause I thought that these two photographs 
came out okay; otherwise.
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I noticed that the finger’s mystery blue patches were back again. They don’t hurt, and it’s not often I can say that about my ailments, especially the catheter tube giving Little Inchy so much stick!
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was scabbing up already. I could see it later on, and the blood flowed.
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Sorted the waste bins into one bag.
The end car park mudslide was building up.
tube was so painful this morning.
It took him ages, as the bayonet in the socket had a bit of plastic broken off, making it difficult to fit it in, but he did it. The replacement bulb had a clear glass. Boy, it’s got a bright light; neither of us could believe it.
Carer Sam arrived. I was telling her about the problem and pain with the Catheter. (Which, incidentally, eased off a lot of hours later.) However, the 
pains started almost the second Little Inchie got some respite. 
Still raining!
I think this was an unintentional snap that I took. I’m not sure what I Kodak-Tim’d.
Then the pain lessened, still there, but far less severe.
It’s still raining!
Took this shot later. Came out fairly well.
It reminded me of my cyber buddy, Tim Price in New Mexico. He’s a clever photographer and naturist, amongst other qualities. He lives near a bosque, and his photographs of the local Owls are just great. Here’s one in particular that I think should be in a nature or art gallery. 
This one is how it looks now! Wet!
I think the rain is easing off.
Ten minutes later – Yes, at last!
Well, that should have been easy enough.
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bleeding nose, and Little Inchy bleeding from the tube during the kerfuffle. So, I got the Catheter emptied and decided 
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Washed myself all over, well, where I could reach. Barrier creamed the stomach and around Little Inchy. Then Germoloided the sore Haemorrhoids of Harold. Germolened the lip and set about shaving, being careful not to catch the cut on the lip with the 
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sent me some pictures on his mobile phone and emailed them to me.
that so annoy me.
WordPress was still loading differently than the chosen graphics, which I knew nothing about until the end when I did a preview! I suspect it was me that had done something wrong, but WordPress would not let me delete them!
only had the middle strip available to see the page to work on.
Germolene on it this time. That should do it.
When I got back to the computer, the icons were back to the minuscule ones. There is no option for a ‘medium size’, normal, or large only, and believe me, they are tiny or massive. With my eyes, it is difficult and time-consuming.
 
On MS Word to create the ode, I got baffled by all the Need to reset MS Word messages. More time was lost trying to understand what various terms meant on the options offered. 
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I got the meal thought over, planned, and partly prepared at a ridiculously early hour. I can’t remember when mid-afternoon, I think
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Well, well well, a record for this year to date, it was back to the Porcelain Throne yet again
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fallen on my chest as well. 
Anyway I carried on with a certain conviction… that’s not the right word. I’ve no idea what this photo on the left was about at all. Then I found this one next 
in line on the Kodak Tim SD card. I did recall this one; I took it hours ago when I was starting the computer and decided to try and bet a reflection snap. I can see the blood coming from the nose again, I think.
nonplussed about the blood, which I’d wiped off, but then she told me what the problem was.
afraid I’m not feeling so good now as I did earlier on.
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to stop stinging me. A few minutes later, I edged my blubber-bellied body from the bed, cautiously started to do the balance exercises, and forgot I’d got hanging from Little Inchy, the tube and Catheter pouch on. Forgetting that took some skill on my behalf cause a moment earlier, I’d thrown it on the floor as I eased myself onto my feet. It has a very long tube. Then I trod on the bag, wobbled and
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and shave. Which seemed to be going well, apart from when getting my feet in the bowl of water (it was too early to use the shower, as it can easily wake up the neighbours below), And stubbed the same toe for a second 
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on his mobile, and I felt a little dampness in my groin. I got some kitchen towels and wiped the suspect area. When Carer Christopher left laughingly, I 
went back to the wet room and cleaned up and remedied things in need of it. 
The new mouse started playing up. I tried various things to find out what the trouble was, but no matter what I tried, I couldn’t. I wiggled the sender plug, put in a 
new battery, and then tried another mouse, all to no avail.
Mat had been delivered. I found it in the letterbox after farting about searching for ages. I took this shot on the right through the balcony windows, and then I checked the tracker for the other mats ordered. Sod me, it said they had been delivered. Another search around was fruitless. (Well, it would be; they are made of rubber, Hehehe!)
pressed it. Up came proof of delivery from the company. A photo of the parcel being shoved through ‘Your letterbox!’ I espied the cock-up that had been made. It was not my flat number on the door. It was someone on the floor, above the number 76! 
down for me. That was so kind of him. 
envelope and trying it out. I think that my cyber-mates Tim and Doug, both cat lovers, would have liked one of these mini mouse mats. Nowt special, it’s just the picture of the kitten that appealed to me. Can I get your addresses and I can order them for Amazon to deliver one to each of your homes? Go on, let me! The mouse seemed 
much better to use when on the Cat-Mat. Hehe! 
grapefruit & pineapple. And pure grapefruit ones myself tonight.
orange, lemon, and pineapple. 
The blotches on the snap of the sun lowering really annoy me, but these things can’t be helped. It’s a bit like Putin, really.
this one. It’s late now; I’m so tired after the complicated, problem-ridden day! 
I took a lot of care in getting the Vegan sausages cooked. This time, I felt I needed to give them a little longer in the oven, and it paid off nicely. I tried putting a splash of mushroom ketchup in the tomatoes instead of salt, but I’ll not bother next time.
The sunset picture taken from the kitchen window while I washed the dishes sadly had even more blotches on it than usual. I’ll try to see if Amazon has anything that may clean them off, although possibly they are inside the camera. 
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I had a quick check on the weather. 
Another dollop of semi-liquid straw-like-waste was released.
Now, don’t ask me how I managed it, but as I was getting the dressing gown on, I spotted in the mirror that blood was coming from both nostrils! I know I get confused easily nowadays, but I was pretty sure I hadn’t shoved the razors up my nose! Hehe!
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the view. Not much sun got through today. I made up and took the waste bags to the front door. Being a keen, alert young man (Hehehe!) I espied some mail stuck in the 
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creating paragraph text.
to get the Cheap Camera working. But we could not use it as the card that came with it was a mini-one. Another bash at the blogging. I got tied up with doing the ode for a while. It didn’t flow as easily as it normally did today
bigger. So I got the cleaning stick, no good. Then, I used some spectacle cleaning sheets. I may have made it worse!
Gotten Himmel! The sun battled its way through so late in the day.
due to Little Inchy’s Fungal Lesion and the catheter tube causing a fair bit of pain. It’s still leaking a few drops of blood as well now and then. Said our 
farewells, and got the meal prepared and served up. Vegan sausages, potato cakes (well burnt, how I like them), the last of the sugar snap and garden peas. A pot of ketchup with pickle added and two small pots of dessert. A lemon mousse, and an orange and lemon ‘Sour’ jelly. Oh, that was good!
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A baffling wave of mysterious (to me) messages since the update came in. CorelDraws unfathomable changes made in the new CorelDraw 2024. Peripheral Pete’s Neurotransmitters made it beyond my limitations to use the colour swatches, so I had a mammoth job having to make them larger, and now I have a much smaller working area for creating things. No choice, though, had to be done, or I’d have had to stop doing my blog. The grip on the mouse is precarious and oh, so shaky. The PN’s lack of sensation when typing, is really hauling me! 
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Murky morning view.
The first picture came out wrong?
Same view later on, misty still.
A two-tea-bag brew of Glengettie.
JS order.
Some good grub here!
Fridge full!
I spent so much time getting confused by WordPress and CorelDraw changes, but I did take some photos of the now persistent rain falling, throughout the day.
I found them, but it took a little longer.
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. Just three times up to now, but on one occasion, when I was in the kitchen, it could have had me over. But for my razor-sharp reactions and cunning anti-fall skills… 
I made a mess of the first attempt to snap the nocturnal pouch. I’m not sure what I did wrong, but the second one seemed to come out a lot better.
Rubbish bag to the doorway.
Interesting shot through the balcony door.
End car park later on.
A late afternoon balcony shot.
Early evening skies.
A beauty to these, I thought.
Hello, back to the Porcelain Throns.
Trotsky was well in command.
Did as described earlier. It helped me settle down on the electricity billing. Not only that, she worked out how I could get the publications linked to Linkedin! I was completely lost on how to do it! Bless her! I’ll miss her when she’s on holiday, by the way I will. 
I missed this one, so I loaded it out of sync. Of course, that is nothing remarkable to me, as you know.
So, I assume the sunshine sneaking through indicates they were taken together. I’m waffling on here! As the sun passed, these may have been taken early in the morning. Or not. I’m struggling with things today, although I’m doing better with blogging. I thought! 
The intercom rang, and it was an Asda delivery, I thought I’d ordered this for next week? Never mind; the J Sainsbury one must be coming next week. 
I asked the driver to put the light things into a box so that I could carry them to the kitchen, which he kindly did. I then moved them from the doorway to the kitchen.
By the time I lugged the bags and box into the kitchen, I was ringing with sweat and breathing heavily. As I just got them into the kitchen, Carer Israel arrived, 
full of beans and feeling perky. He sorted the medications out for me and took some nibbles as a treat. I gave him a can of grapefruit drink from the fridge, which would cool him down a smidge later. Hehe! 
Getting the things in the fridge and freezer called for some jiggling about a bit. 
this warm weather.
Found this mystery photo on the SD card on Thursday morning. 
More blotches than ever in this first evening cloud shot. I got the last of the lens cleaner out and tried to clear it again, but it doesn’t seem to work.
The blotches are still there in the second photo I took. I’ll have to see if there is any other cleaner I can buy and try. I’m not too hopeful.
I made a meal – a simple bowl for a simple man. Hehe! But it tasted fantastic. I still can’t believe these no-meat vegan sausages taste so good, but 
they certainly do.
Minutes later, I needed to use the
controlled evacuation it was! I started quickly and kept flowing and splattering for ages! 
, or the tube trapped against anything. After finishing the cleaning, I decided to check everywhere for safety, taps (faucets) in 
the kitchen, fridge & freezer doors, and the stove being left on. Seeing the view, I fetched 
and took photos of the evening view. 
The fanged blotches were still showing on the snaps. Humph!
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If I remember, I’ll add some used-before graphics to fill in the blog a bit. To make things even worse, I could not find the notepad with the reminder scribbling on it! I’ve searched through the bins, drawers, pockets, and cupboards without any success
Photo One that survived the CorelDraw Attack (Crash)
murdering of my photo gallery.
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