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The four-hour leg-ups and then-down again routine, is a little tiring and disconnected, thanks to 
Who is back to her customary, well-practised habit of installing unwanted, 
, frequently activating deep-routed moments of 
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The day, time, and activities that were being performed; were being lost into the ether, repeatedly, and frustratingly.
A mild dose of blitheness crept in at times.
Traces of the flu vaccine lingering?
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Photographic Prompters…
Morning kitchen window view.
Made a start on blogging catch-up…
Within the first half-hour!
Carer Sam, then the Iceland delivery…
Bags were taken through to the kitchen.
The first bag was emptied, and food was put away.
Freezer full!
Fridge loaded.
None foods & treats.
Refilled the Carer, Nurses, & delivery treats.
All the bending has set off 
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I selected two large potatoes, to be turned
into Baked Cheesy Treats, later on.
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Back on the computer, taking a hobble to the wet room…
Got the blog for Friday finished off.
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I got the potatoes in the oven baking.
Got it back on, and made a start on this blog for a couple of hours’ worth of mistakes & errors to be made.
Had a wash of sorts, no shave!
Got the meal served up.
I was pleased with how the potatoes came out!
A no-fish fish stick, a bit of the tomato cob,
and a mouthful of the tasty, soft, potato…
with sea salt & no butter, butter!
A Worthy 9.4/10 for flavour!
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Four-Hours-Leg-Down-Time.
Sod-It – Gave up!
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Sunday A.M. Catch-Up
Neighbour Jenny called, brought some tomatoes up got me ♥
I made a late snack; bless her.
Kitchenette night shot.
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freed from the 
Excellent shade of urine this morning. A fuller bag as well!
Another bad one is above
Got the waste bags sorted from the bins
The Porcelain Throne was visited.
Then I started the 
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as per usual. I tried the Sudocrem as the Germoloid and Germolene had very little left in each tube. And not much chance of getting any more. But it is not effective, really. It went on 
, then painfully onto 
. I didn’t get any olive oil for the ears either, so used what drop I had left sparingly, and this was not good, as my hearing was so much worse than usual.
Some now water papules coming up on the left leg
You can see the fluid building up near the ankle bone.
and Spray was applied
Made a brew of Thompson Gold tea.
after an hour or so, it accepted my complaint.
I sent these photos in. They said someone would contact you, but I’ve heard nothing from them, yet. 
The form to fill in, well, a part of it.
The driver took the bags through to the kitchen for me.
Some cleaners put away
Panini rolls; went into the freezer, and I took out a loaf of wholemeal to defrost. The desserts, Rustlers and soy balls went in the fridge, and the bananas were on the shelf.
Took this later shot of the puffer clouds.
and the Landline Flashed. I was tempted to leave it, but, rightly as it happens, I had an idea (it was right, too! From my EQ) 
it might be Sister Jane, so I rose up and answered the telephone. I was not fully compos mentis, but we had a good chin-wagging session. Which, confused and tired as I felt, I did enjoy. Jane is going in for her Glaucoma operation on Wednesday. I wonder if I could get there to show her support? If I remember, I’ll ask the Carer in the morning to see if the 
people can fit me in for a ride to the EENT? I’d love to get to show her some attention. I’ll do that! I felt a smidge better after nattering and listening to Jane. ♥
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Nocturnal wee-wee a little dark this morning.
Amazing… Green fluid from the bleeding teeth?
Medicationings
Germoloid and Germolene tubes getting near to empty.
The usually dithering session over which of the Protection Pants to put on. Used the smaller Asda unisex ones!
The ends of the toes are going properly white now?
Tea for two, well, just for me, I made a brew
Blepharitis gel and eye spray applied
Kitchen morning view
Waste bags sorted out
View of the balcony from indoors.
Went onto the balcony to take this car par shot of the excellently parked vehicles.
What a terrible photo! He looks like a transparent ghost in this picture. Wonder who it is? Hahaha!
. With these results…
suddenly attacking me in unison. I was mentally immobilised for hours. 
. It has never lasted this long before, though. I moved from the computer to the £300 second-hand shop bought, c1966. moth-eaten, cringingly-beige coloured, grotty, bedraggled, dilapidated, crumb-containing for my nocturnal nibblings, bug-ridden, itch-inspiring, not working recliner, to await the ailments stopping. Which they did eventually, bo so slowly.
; and this is only the second time I’ve had one of these while sat down. 
. But I’d lost a heck of a long time for doing the blogging… again!
Tomatoes, instant mash with some Leicester cheese added to it, and the battered balls were done in the air-fryer. 
Even if I do say so myself! 
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tube inserted into Little Inchie, thus causing agony, and 
The ankles were a smidge swollen, and the ankle ulcers were more prominent than they usually are. No pains, though.
After a pot of porridge, onto the computer.
Two photos of rare morning glimpses of the sun.
Not good ones, mind.
An absolute pleasure doing some pareidoliaing
Especially with these cloud-creatures in view.
Bootiful!
At last, the urine had cleared on the third emptying.
But, on the seventh one… Oh, dearie me!
Tatters in the slow cooker.
Back to the brown beauties!.
Nightie-night!
What a series of changes in colour. Never seen this before.
came again. No signs of the laundry being found. This could be costly; three dressing gowns, a bath towel, woolly hats, the Carers’ chair throw, and likely more stuff that went into the bag and will have to be replaced. That is if I don’t mysteriously find the bag hidden somewhere… and 
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A lot better colour this time.
Murky kitchenette.
Junk room.
The massive hallway.
This is the offending, oh, so painful right foot bottom.
Chair, vacated by the morning Carer after giving me the medications nada checking the catheter. Checked the taps and stove; bless her!
To hate left from the kitchen window.
The urine is a bit darker now…
Sun out occasionally, no warmth with it mind.
Sun is out for an hour or so. took another shot
A decent-looking meal?.
Went down so quickly tonight.
Farewell…
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Paramedics notes
View from the computer chair
Hear perfect Urine Colour.
Getting late…
Possible sunset brewing?
Not made it, but beautiful all the same!
Loved this one…
Nightie-night!
Has urine stopped flowing?
Chips tasteless…
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Like Marmite crisps, 
The costly Flash mop thingamajigs, wet and dry pads.
Then the Lynt Easter eggs the carers like, and fresh (Kenyan) podded peas: neither of which are available elsewhere!
Some reet treats here, Alcohol-Free fizzy pretend champagne.
The lad got down to sorting out the medications for me, and we had a few minutes of the nattering session, during which he gave me some advice. He was feeling a smidge better, he said this morning
Accifauxpa getting one of the carriers inside.
I was carrying it with both hands and tripped over the stick as it fell from my arm… This caused the inserted into Little Inchie Catheter Cathleen tubing to be yanked a little. Christ, it hurt! Still does, actually, nine hours later! 
I just got on with the mammoth job of sorting out the delivery.
I realised that I’d bought several packets of pickled onion crisps. Cause I’d forgotten that I’d ordered the Marmite crisps
Galaxy Chocolate digestives – Bootiful!
Very Nice!
I am a glutton!
Thus not concentrating on drinking, I was pleased with the
Just after midday, a shot of the Sherwood housing.
I took the above picture while waiting for the kettle to boil.
Well, apart from the soggy tomatoes and not nice
Arrived. Got the 
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Fridge overloaded.
Battered Sticks on offer.
Hello, I’m wee-weeing well!
arrived
Took some night shots; I’d missed the sunset
Humph!
How could I do that and not realise it?
It was horrible!
The legs and ankles were looking much improved.
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and back to the problem at hand. I got the pen retrieved and should have been more than content… Hah! ❻ It was a different pen, not the Paper-Mate! That’s still hiding somewhere. Hehe!
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visits up to now.
Adding the tasty ersatz bacon to the tomatoes, Mediterranean 7-vegetable sauce, and sea-salted, chopped tomatoes with basil in the saucepan.
as the hot water tap was left run cold, Huh!), and got it served up on the tray.
I got settled in the £300, bought nine years ago from the second-hand shop, Harold Haemorrhoid testing, repugnantly beige-coloured, crumb containing, virus-breeding, acne-giving, rickety, itch-producing, back-pains-guaranteed, none-working, recliner. Two of the over-floured bread rolls to dunk in the juices. And the last of the cheap Strawberry jam imitation desserts. I wallowed in the feast, slowly enjoying the flavour.
After getting things sorted, I dipped into the Sprinkle buttons for a self-treat. Seemed a good and earned idea to me.
Sorry I did now! 
Then a close-up of the departing sun over the horizon.
Came in, and 
for me. He emptied the urine bucket and checked that the flow from Day Pouch to Night Pouch was working. All good.
controlled brain, I was more confused than ever, however: In the morning, when I thought about it, it was so obvious to me that the lad was so right. How these changes in awareness come and go annoy me.
or at worst, an 
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and produced a 
around ten times! And the blood in it was far less than yesterday’s was.
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arrived as I was making a brew. Got the medications sorted, and he helped me ready the bin bags for him to take. Said how busy he was.
and cobblers!
then 
Late morning view.
Hyper-One Again.
Catheter emptying. Nice and like colour this moring.
Magnificent Sunsetting this evening!
Catheter is ready for emptying.
Sunset bying down…
Eerie colours changing…
Still beautiful…
A minute later, the last blast from the dying sun…
That’s a better piccy.
Started emptying it – rich red blood…
Looks to be thinning at the end…
Almost bubbling now? Can you see a cat’s face in there?
But, oh so slowly.
Fifteen minutes later, the fryer gave out a ping that, luckily, I was in the kitchen to hear. What an alarm timer with one ping, and that was my lot