Inchcock – Sat 9 Feb 2019: Frustrating day, full of fedupedness. Tsk!

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2019 Feb 10

Saturday 9th February 2019

Croatia: Aso Toonaʻi 9 Fepuari 2019

WD 128.0.128 00:15hrs After so many annoying urinational interruptions to my night’s sleep, requiring my extrication from the £300 second-hand 1968 recliner and hobbling over to utilise the Emergency Grey Bucket, then climbing back on to the rickety recliner and foolishly expecting to get some sleep for more than what seemed ten-minutes, I gave up.  But I waffle again, Sorry! I don’t know if wee-weeing can make you tired, but I felt as if I had got no sleep in at all! 

Not a good start to the day. Grumph!

WD 128.0.128 Of course, as I was climbing up on my feet, the Emergency Grey Bucket was needed again. Flipping ‘eck! The thing was nearly full! The wee-wee was the same as those had been overnight: SUPWWs (Slow Unwilling Painful Weak Wee-wees) So Gawd knows how many visits I must have made to almost fill up the bucket? I took the container to the WC and emptied it, then to the kitchen to wash rinse and absterged the bin. As I was putting in the disinfectant, I needed to use it there and then, again! Things were not boding well for this Saturday at all! A Glum-Woebegone Mode was adopted! Well, it suited how I felt!

Washed up, and got the Health Checks done.

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6Sat10I checked on the BP chart from the web. It seems I’ve been in High Mode area (Red) for the last sixteen sphygmomanometer checks, and once in the Pre-High Blood Pressure (Yellow) bit for one reading only? The high pulse might be due to the water retention, or the Furesomide side effects, I suppose, but I won’t find out until I can get to see Doctor Vindla on Thursday. Who always finds my BP okay when she has taken it? Or hasn’t said owt if it was high or low, anyway.

But, hey-ho, I’m still here (I think). Physically almost intact, mentally damaged and in constant pain, maybe, but time will tell! Hahaha!

The wee-wees were getting more frequent but passing less and less. Do I take a Furesomide or not with my medications? My dilatoriness, dilly-dallying and procrastinational tendencies when making choices, opting for routes, buying something, etc., has got so much worse with age. Shame! I ended up taking half of a tablet. Tsk!

6Sat11Off to the Porcelain Throne.Another messy evacuation, all over in seconds! Cleaning up began.

The pins (legs) had less fluid in them I reckon, but they still felt rock hard. 

A couple of new blood papsules had appeared, and a set of spider veins had disappeared.

6Sat08I got on with updating the Friday blog. Then on the WordPress reader. In between wee-wees you understand.

I went out onto the unwanted new balcony to take some pictures of the morning outside.

I was going to take a shot to the left, but the howling winds were too strong for me to open the finger-trapping spring-clip on the window safely. The top photo is down to the right, and the bottom one, I leaned out and took a photograph upwards of the corner of the Woodthorpe Court flats.

I didn’t photograph the top, cause I thought the barbed-wire, escape alarm klaxon, machine gun nest and searchlights might give you the wrong impression. Hehehe! Ah, the humour returns?

I got the mushrooms and chopped parsnips prepped and in the slow-cooker. Then I started this blog off.

The wee-wees began to get slowly less often from here on in, but still a little painful even if short. I changed to finalising the Saturday post.

I made up some black bags, then took them to the waste-chute. Returned and gathered the laundry bag and nipped down with it, to see if a machine would be free. And one was, so I got the clothes in it and started it going. As I left the room to go out and take some photographs of outside, the lovely Jenny passed by on her way to the Saturday 6Sat13Coffee morning that she runs every week. We exchanged greetings.

The wind coming in through the outer foyer was actually so strong, it stopped the auto door from opening! I had to heave against it to get out. Hehe!

All the same, the sky looked so lovely and bright, fresh!

6Sat16I took the bags out to the caretaker’s door, on coming back in, there was pieces of cement or concrete that had been blown in, a testament to how strong the winds were this morning.

I had a seat and perused one of the books someone had left on the table, ‘Learn Spanish – lesson eleven’. The machine finished, and I swapped the gear into the dryer and started it going.

6Sat15Back up to the apartment, and nodded off in the chair. Luckily not for too long.

Woke up and went down, a little confused. The bright sunshine had departed, the wind still raged, and some tiny bits of cement or concrete we being blown into and around me? No idea where from of course, but they were too small to be of any hassle or harm.

6Sat14I checked the drying washing, that was not ready yet, and the sun began to come out as I did so.

Some residents were spotted, only a few, on their way out. A ‘Good morning’ from me got dirty looks and a sneer of contempt, so I shut up.

WD 128.0.128 I waited a while and tested the washing for dampness, and they were ready. So, I emptied the drum, cleaned the filter and casing, hitting my elbow against the corner of the sink unit at the same time, then got the clothes folded and in the bag.

Back up in the lift, into the flat, and I noticed how amazing the view was from the unwanted new windows in the kitchen. I tried to take a panoramic photograph, but this below was all I could manage. Amazing colours, I thought. Well, hue?

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6Sat12I had a breakfast with a difference for myself.

Marmite biscuits and cheese, with a gloriously tasty mug of the Glengettie Gold tea. Well, it was different! Haha!

WD 128.0.128 The weariness and fatigue fell, so early in the day too!

I was incapable of doing anything constructive. At least no visits came from Dizzy Dennis or Shaking Shaun. Just utter exhaustion and weakness. 

I spent hours and hours just sat there in the second-hand recliner. I had a DVD on, but might as not have bothered, the brain was not registering much at all. But, I did manage to do the Health Checks and take the medications.

6Sat17I came round a bit, much later, and got something to eat, although it’s a good job I took a photo to remind myself, but cannot recall making it. Yet everything looked cared-for and laid out properly how I like for it to be? I didn’t fins any scraps in the bin, so I assume I ate it all.

I’ll be glad to get to see the Doctor this Thursday about these horrible blanks and bouts of weariness.

I expect as usual she’ll listen, tell me I’m getting on and say “Anything else?” Hehe!

Inchcock – Monday 28th January 2019: An amphibological day

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jan27 2019

Monday 28th January 2019

German: Montag, 28. Januar 2019

23:30hrs: Woke, engaged thinking mode, needed the Porcelain Throne. Struggled to get my Billy Bunter-like body from the £300 second-hand rusty recliner and off to the wet room. Stubbed my toe en route, and painful it was too! Long toenails, ah, coming today at 10:00hrs is FootLady Sue! And a food delivery expected at 06:00>07:00hrs. I sat on the Throne, my duty to do… Haha!

wd 0.10.0 Oh, Boy, had Little Inchies Lesion been bleeding again! Naturally, it started flowing when I cleaned off the encrusted blood. Humph!

1mon01aThe evacuation was a tad reluctant to proceed and side-splittingly uncomfortable.

Harold’s Haemorrhoids bled too. The Catastrophy book was perused for a good chapter or two.

Cleaning up the rear end and the lesion took me an agony-ridden good while. I was beginning to think I might be in for another bad day. But, after a nosey around, my not finding a single EIBWBBB (Evil Ironclad Boll-Weevil black biting beetle) in the wet room, I cheered up a little. Maybe they had got lost on the way to attack another flat yesterday by mistake?

2019 jan 28The pins seemed to be no worse this morning.

Although, some new scars or welts or blood papsules had appeared. The padding around the Arthur Itis-infested knees seems to be getting more puffier. On the plus side, I say, the ankle has not given way, at least not yet today.

Free poetry, eh! Hehe!

I got the Health Checks done, and the medications were taken. No Furosemides today.

1mon001

The Sys had shot back up again.

I got on with updating the sour, sad Sunday diary updating.

wd 0.10.0 The wee-wees started, and they were of a different type yet again! I’ve classified these as VSHLP (Very Short-Hosepipe like Painful) Wee-wees. Am I going mad or what? But some control seems to be returning, I haven’t had to use the emergency grey-bucket yet, I’ve got to the porcelain in time each time.

Got the Sunday blog finished and posted off, then I made a start on this one.

I got an email from TFZer Lona ♥ in the USofA. She suggested I cut the tops of my socks to use when the fluid retentions are high to relieve the pressure. Brilliant idea I thought, and I replied thanking the gal for her advice.

I went on to Facebook to update the photo albums and visited the TFZer Facebook page.

Onto the WordPress comments.

Then to the WordPress Reader. All in between VSHLPs of course. Tut-tut!

A wee-wee, and then made a brew.

1mon01I took the midday Health Checks just too see if things had gone down any, and they had.

A lot better than the first one were.

Got the ablutions done early. Still no signs of any EIBWBBBs (Evil Ironclad Boll-Weevil black biting beetles).

1mon05aThe Asda delivery arrived, and I put away the items. I’d got a load of slice Milk Bread. I hadn’t tried one of these since about 1968 when they first came out. It was the Wonderloaf Bakery who made them then. The company has changed hands a few times; now it is branded as Warburtons.

Got some brekkers, then started to create this post. It’s taking me a long time though, the concentration isn’t too good at the moment.

1mon01aAs it got light, the sun came from behind the flats, making an interesting photographic opportunity for me.

I used the bought many years ago, Nikon Coolpix L 31 camera which uses Alkaline AA batteries. But when I put in the card, it was a bit of a job to find the photo afterwards in the Photo file?

FootLady Sue should be here soon (10:00hrs). Being as she has never arrived on time before, I’m not getting too expectant.

Sue arrived at 1050hrs. I enjoyed a natter while she did my tootsies. I was informed that the cost would be rising from the next visit. Ah, well!

Off she went, and I gathered the black bags and recycling white bag, got the nibbles out of the fridge for the gals at the Nottingham City Homes, Winwood Heights, Generaloberstesses Wardens Temporary HQ. WC, Rumourmongering Clinic. Sarcasm & Insult distribution area. Tenants Socialisationalisticalisationing Area. Telling Inchcock off Zone. Crockery and pottery to be stolen from location, and residents porta-cabin.

I set off, dropping the black bags down the waste chute and taking the white bag down with me in the lift. In the foyer, I found Mo sat there. We had a giggle and chinwag. Then out and handed the white bag to the caretaker… who was ‘Not’ on his mobile. (Honestly!)

Ambled along in the cold sunshine to the cabin. Dropped the nibbles off, and made my way back to the flats, cursing my forgetting to take the camera with me.

1mon07Into the foyer, and there Penny (On the left in the photo) had joined Mo taking a seat while she waited for a washing machine to come free.

We had a chinwag and a laugh between us, bless them both.

Up to the flat to have a leak. This one and each that followed (And there were plenty of them, Tsk!) were VSWWW (Very short Weak-Wee-wees).

Updated this blog to here, then checked the comments and perused the WP reader again. I went on Facebook for a while. Jenny from the flats suggested in a comment that I ask the Doctors about the possibility of my getting some compression socks on prescription. Now that was kind of her, a great idea! Thanks, Angel Jenny, I will ask when I go again to the GP. ♥

1mon33Got the salad nosh made up.

Overdid it again, and could not eat it all. But, what I did eat I took delight in enjoying. Especially the vegetarian mini-sausages and the Milk Roll sarnies.

Did the last Health Checks and had a look at the Freeview channels had on offer. Pleased to see that some of my favourites were on. The A-Team, Rumpole of the Bailey, Heartbeat and Hustle. So, I got a bottle of spring water, and orange cordial made up, a pot of nibbles and an apple assembled on the side Ottoman ready to settle down to enjoy the programmes.

wd 0.10.0 Went for a wee-wee, to find that the Lesion was bleeding again! A  painful cleanup and application of the Daktacort cream, a rinse and back to the welcoming second-hand 1978 vintage rickety recliner to get myself snuggled into.

The first A-Team episode I got through with only a couple of short nod-offs. I drifted off again. Woke while Rumpole was on, but only lasted until the first set of adverts came on. Fell asleep and when I woke again, I changed channels to get to see the last two minutes of Heartbeat, that was it as far as the TV viewing went. Zzzz!

TTFNski each.

Inchcock – Wed 23 Jan 2019: Whoopsiedangleplops, Accifauxpas and Natterless, Wee-weeing like a jet, day! Tsk!

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Wednesday 23rd January 2019

Basque: Asteazkena, 2019ko Urtarrilaren 23a

2345hrs: Woke up, in need of the Porcelain Throne. Out of the £300 second-hand recliner. Not an easy task when one has to move so much excess body weight and get the mass into a semi-perpendicular position ready for actually walking.  But I coped well-enough.

The evacuation was one of the easier and less messy ones for once. During which the brain engaged with the body, and the stampede of harrowing miscellaneous unwanted thoughts and fears began to reign into the mental picture. Slowly they faded, leaving me a nihility that refilled with ponderations of a weak-willed, wimpish compliant mode. I cleaned up and off to the kitchen to do the Health Checks.

2tue06I could not resist taking a shot I’ve done many times before, from the view and light-blocking, unwanted, thick-rimmed, needing more glass area and panes to be cleaned, thick-ledged preventing downward photos from being taken, new windows. Because the view was so beautiful. The evening street lighting helped of course.

I took the dishes and mug from last night to wash and put them in the sink. I had a terrible thirst on me this morning (I still had hours and hours later?), so I decided to make a brew first… which proved to be little heart-breaking!

2tue05WD0.0.128 I got the new China (Well it was made in China, Hehe!) mug, and as the kettle heated up, as any right-thinking sinensophile or tea-lover would, I poured very-hot water from the tap to heat-up the new china mug before making the brew… Oh dear! I let it slip from my grasp, and it dropped onto the older China mug soaking in the bowl! Causing, two chips in the loved old mug! I nearly cried! The receptacle must now be thrown away! Too dangerous to risk using it now. Any cuts in the lip, they bleed much more than other areas, and my being on the Warfarin, I dare not risk it. I’m all discouraged and pitiably sorry for myself, now! Poor old schlemiel! Oy Vey!

I got on with doing the Health Checks, miserably! Tsk!

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3wed001aThe Pulse had gone from yesterdays first checks, to being low again now. Mind you, it’s been less, so I don’t know why I mentioned this?

WD0.0.128 Looking closely at this photo, I might have read 161 for 167? Can’t tell for sure. Tsk!

The point worth mentioning is the ultra-slow and little, but definite decrease in the weight over the last three days!

WD0.0.128 Off for a wee-wee again. They have turned back into the SNCWW (Short-No-Sensation-Wee-wee) mode now. Which, as on this occasion, can cause problems, as you might understand. Humph! Had a cleanup!

1mon33Made the brew (carefully), and thought about breakfast later, and decided to have some Marmite sarnies, using the sliced Polish bread. Plenty of it left from the gigantic loaf to use up.

But first things first I said to myself. I must get the Tuesday post updated and sent off. Which turned out be a more extended session than I would have liked, with all the photographs and complicated things that took place, I was right 3wed001in thinking this.

Then, I had to return for another Porcelain Throne session. Another no-bother session.

I checked the pins while in there. Some pretty almost decorous red spots blotches and blemishes had appeared. The fluid containers had altered a little from yesterdays too. I didn’t want to, but maybe a half a Furesomide might be needed as the swelling looked to me to be increasing again. Oh, I don’t know, I’ll leave and see how things go. Or should I? I did!

With interruptions for the odd SNCWW, and my need for drinking, I eventually got the Tuesday diary finished and sent off, but not until gone 07:00hrs! Blimey was I piddling about or what? Had I nodded off and woke up without realising it? Going bonkers here I think, losing it!

Got an Email from the Doctors surgery about my request for an earlier appointment than 11:00hrs for my next blood appointment. I sent a reply, asking for an earlier appointment, please.

I began starting this Wednesday diary.

WD0.0.128 On the first break for about the ninth wee-wee, things changed again! I am now classyiying this and all those that followed as SHLNCWW (Short-Hosepipe-like-No-Sensation-Wee-wees) The unfelt dribble was now a hosepipe like style! Oy-Yoy-Yoy!

3wed03I went to make yet another mug of tea, and the moon was still showing in the sky!

When I opened the light-blocking, unwanted, thick-rimmed, needing more glass area and panes to be cleaned, thick-ledged preventing downward photos from being taken, new unwanted window, there was ice all over the outside of the black chipped new frame.

3wed05a1It’s not a good photograph, but this is best three I tried taking. Amazing, here I am now 09:00hrs, and the moon still battling to come through. Which told me, it must be below freezing out there. I put the thermometer as far as I could get it to go without losing a grip on it. It showed -3°c. Brrr! Glad it is as snug as a bug in the apartment!

I noted the frost and or snow was covering the 3wed05bottom field now. Not many birds about, apart from the nasty seagulls.

 I took this photo as best I could, with the sticking out too far window ledge would let me. I had to zoom in the take the picture blind, but this one came out alright.

The frost clearing shows frost on the cars and their windscreens.

3wed05a1aI got the Marmite jar out for use later on.

Then I noticed the bottom of the new mug, It claims it is ‘Fine Bone China’. If so, it is was a bargain at £2,  I think. The tea tastes as good as in the old one.

Another SHLNCWW, being prepared for the hose-pip element, I was more cautious this time. It’s not so easy when one cannot get any feedback from the senses when Wee-weeing. Humph, but Hehe as well!

Back to the updating of this post for a while.

3wed05a2Then the desire for my super-breakfast of Polish sliced bread with Marmite got too strong for me to resist any longer. I made up the sarnies, watch a YouTube while I ate it up!

I might not need a meal again today.

I set about checking the Page Top graphics and made a few more up on CorelDraw.

Got an email back from the surgery about my request for an earlier appointment than 11:00hrs for the next blood test. All they have available is 10:05hrs! Not good is it, Grumph! Depressed once again now!

I fell asleep in the computer chair! Woke up just as I was falling over and off of it! Miracle I didn’t cripple myself!

I did the Health Checks and took my medications.

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Titivated this graphic I did months ago

WD0.0.128 I spent more hours on the computer, before falling asleep (it turned out to be a fretfull fiesta full of waking ups and worries) as I was watching Law & Order on the telly.

Had to get out of the £300 second-hand recliner to go for a wee-wee. It came out as an LHBLWWs (Long Hosepipe-Blasting like Wee-wee)!

TTFNski.

Inchcock – Sun 6th Jan 2019: A mixed fortunes day today – but I think I’m getting better, I have to say! Digits Crossed!

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Sunday 6th January 2019

Latin: 6 Ianuarii Dominica MMXIX

WD 51.0.0 00:25hrs. I woke with the brain suffering the Babeldom of inner and perhaps even external voices for all I knew! Arguing, postulating, and squabbling over anything and everything that came into the grey-cells! It felt as if I was outside looking in. I was farmisht and for a moment or two scared by the brains independent actions. And yet I showed mansuetude in response, and just waited a good few minutes until the mind steadied down, regaining its usual placid-vacuity, and awaiting my input and or control.

No signs of nocturnal nibbling as I fought my way off of the £300 second-hand rusty recliner, in response to the Porcelain Throne being needed.

I was off, up on my feet and hobbling to the wet room in about a minute, and felt a little smug with how quickly I had vacated the recliner. I could not find my slippers, though.

WD 51.0.0 I stubbed my left big toe on the hearth of the electric fire! (No wonder I’m a negaholic!) .

WD 51.0.0 I tottered into the room and onto the Throne, the evacuation was okay, but I found that Little-Inchies fungal lesion was haemorrhaging away! Oy Vey! And just when I thought things were improving for me. Tsk! But things did not get any better…

7sun03WD 51.0.0 Cleaning up after the session, I found that the fluid-containers (legs) had started to swell and bruise again! Grumph! The blood papsules seemed much brighter as well this morning. Perhaps they are turning into blood spots like they did last year? Gawd, I hope not, they would pop and spurt out haemoglobin at the gentlest of touches. If they do it again with the fluid so hard pressed against straining to contain its skin… Best not think about that. My poor old misshaped pins! Hehe!

Off to the kitchen to get the Health Checks, medicationalisationing and tablets and medicines sorted. I had a bit of a quandary about the Furesomide dosage, should I risk taking just a half a pill, or a full one? After considering the situation, I spun-a-coin and taking a full-one won. Throughout today all of the wee-wees were SSPWW’s but more frequent than of the last few days.

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6sat03The results were a little higher than of late, especially the temp and ever-increasing flipping weight! The Sys I think needed to be higher after yesterdays worrying to me, lows.

At least the wee-weeing being back at the SSPWW mode, I should hopefully be alright for the walk to the surgery on Tuesday for the 07:20hrs blood test.

6sat06I took this photo of the kitchen window from the doorway facing out as I left to have another SSPWW (Sort Sharp Painful Wee-wee). 

I made a brew of English Breakfast tea and got to the computer and began to update the Saturday Inchcock.

A couple of hours later, I’d got it finished off and posted.

7sun05Off for another Porcelain Throne visit, as I kept going from warm to shivering a few times, and had a few coughing bouts. Hello, hello!

On the bright side, there was only one dead EIBWBBB (Evil Ironclad Boll-Weevil black biting beetle) found in the wet room. And I got a bit of the ‘Catastrophe’ book perused. I hope to live long enough to finish reading this massive book about the first world war. If someone doesn’t mind, can you ask the funeral parlour to burn it with me? You never know, I might get time on the other side. Whatever or wherever it is? Hehehe!

Then I made up a post for the TFZer site with all of the graphics in it. Then put them on individuals albums on Facebook. A few more hours gone.

7sun07aI pondered on whether or not I should try the Polish canned Breakfast Delicacy or not? I read the ingredients: Meat (37%), Water, Meat fat, Meat rind, Beef meat (7%), Mechanically separated chicken meat, starch, salt, stabilisers… There were another twelve items on the can label, but I’d had seen enough to put myself off of the idea of eating it. I returned the can to the cupboard. Tsk!

7sun10I decided to have two (I ended up having all four, though, Hehe!) Texan-T-Dogs (Sausages) with some potato sticks. Simple brekkers, but tasty enough. Unquestionably more desirable than risking the Sokołów Breakfast Delicacy!

WD 51.0.0 I was working on this blog, and the dang Dizzy Dennis returned on a visit. I felt all over the place. Balance, orientation and concentration all shot to pot now! Oy Vey!

7sun14WD 51.0.0 As I stood up to go to the wet room for another SSPWW, and the legs felt so heavy, it was unreal. Maybe cause I hadn’t moved for a while? The coffin – Ah, a Freudian slip there, I’ll try again, the coughing and sneezing started. The legs appeared to me to be getting indents in the now? Extra bruising showing and I think they are carrying more fluid than earlier?

I had a go on Facebooking but had to give up, the concentration bad, and Dizzy Dennis still visiting.

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Best tasting meal for weeks!

I baked a Sourdough Baguette, overdoing it slightly, broke the baguette into three pieces, buttered it (Marvellous when the butter soaks in the warm bread, Mmm!) and used cooked meat loin as a filler. A few potato sticks and some gherkins, and tucked into this mini-feast with the greatest of pleasure and lowly digested what was a worthy 9.2/10 for Flavour Rating! Despite my struggle with my lack of teeth, I sucked at it, with relish. Hehe!

Dizzy Dennis departed as I was eating it.

Too tired and weary now to do anything else, I left the mess I’d made uncleared-up and flopped onto the £300 second-hand recliner to watch some TV… Zzzz!

Inchcock Today: Friday 28th December 2018: Medicationalisationalistic Mayhem, today! Hehe!

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Friday 28th December 2018

Nepali: शुक्रबार 28 डिसेम्बर 2018

00:08hrs. I bestirred, feeling tired still, and gently moved the limbs and joints of my poor old body… The fluid retention was still testing the limitations of the resistance of the skin in the legs and ankles. I found that my usually scrawny fingers had swollen a bit too. I didn’t fancy the walk to the surgery later for the wickedly timed 09:00hrs appointment with the doctor, then another blood test. But, I think the exercise is needed overall.

WD 0.31.0 I had to laugh when I lowered the £300 second-hand rusty recliner, the legs were so heavy with fluid, the thing ‘clunked’down with a thud! Hehe! I escaped the clutches of the recliner, and poddled carefully to the kitchen, with the intentions of getting the Health Checks done.

WD 0.31.0 But, I was side-tracked by a call to the Porcelain Throne, so, off to the wet room. Massive evacuation, a bit of bleeding… but worst of all, the little boils on the bum seemed to have increased in number. Worra life, gerrin’ old! Then I discovered the Little Inchies Fungal Lesion had been leaking again.

5Fri004WD 0.31.0 Cleaned up, to the kitchen. Oh, dearie me… When I did the washing up last night, I placed a cleaned saucepan on the hob, and had not turned the power off! Luckily, it was left on the lowest setting. I even managed to save the pan for a change and cleaned it up. Rather pleased with my effort in this.

5Fri001WD 0.31.0 Ah, the papsules had returned to my left hand! I’m getting fed up with all these sudden ailments coming at the same time! The Papsules back, Haemorrhoid Harold bleeding, the fluid retention, Little Inchies Fungal Lesion flowing again, Anne Gyna, Reflux Roger, etc.

However, the knee and ankle giving way had not happened for a few days. I assume that the fluid crammed in the legs is preventing it? Hahaha! Hey-Ho!

At last, I got around to doing the Health Checks.

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5Fri001bI think the resulting readings were fine this time. Guessing really, Hehe!

I’m assuming the fluid retention is the reason for the increase in weight?

I noticed that this month Cetraben emulsifying emollient cream, had a new warning on the 5Fri003alabel: 

Flammable Keep your body away from fire or flames after you have put on the medicine dressing and clothing in contact with this product are easily ignited by a naked flame!

I got the computer on and checked the Emails first in case any appointments or messages had come in from The GUM clinic or other of my medical second-homes. Hehe! I got this one from Sherrington Park Medical Practise:

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WD 0.31.0 So, that’s been Monday, Thursday, and today this week, and now I’m booked in for next Monday. I’ve had calls from the ADVATC Anticoagulation Deep Vein Arterial Thrombosis Clinic as well. Might the end be nigh? Hehehe! Fret not, though. ♫’Que sera, sera’♫, there is more in life to worry about than death! Anyway, I’m not ready yet. Haha!

I set about updating the Thursday written narrative. Got it finished and posted off, then started this blog off. Visited the WordPress Reader section. Went on the TFZer Facebooking.

5Fri007Got some breakfast nibbled.

Watched a bit of YouTube accident clips.

Off to get the ablutions sorted out. The cunning EIBWBBBs (Evil Ironclad Boll-Weevil black biting beetles) were all keeping their heads down, I didn’t see a single one?

5Fri007aBoy, were the legs well-bloated with water, or what? I’d just taken off my night socks. The limbs look ready to burst open. Hehe!

Then hurried and scurried around getting ready and off to the surgery.

5Fri08It was about 0800hrs as I left the flats, but it was still a little murky looking out there.

I place my big white bag of recyclables near the caretaker’s door. To the left of this photographicalisation, taken as I set off!

As I walked along Chestnut Walk, I took this 5Fri08aphotograph on the right about, of part of what will be new parking spaces for the better-off of the inmates with vehicles.

As I got ready to take a shot of the Winwood Extra Care and Winchester Courts, Obersturmbannführeress Deana came out of the Nottingham City Homes, Winwood Heights, 5Fri09Generaloberstesses Wardens Temporary HQ. WC, Rumourmongering Clinic. Sarcasm & Insult distribution area. Tenants Socialisationalistic Area. Telling Inchcock off Zone. Crockery and pottery to be stolen from location, and residents porta-cabin. We exchanged a few words, had a laugh, and I went back to taking the picture.

5Fri10As I turned right, down Winchester Road Hill, the colouring was much different to yesterday, and the daylight seemed to arrive quickly.

I plodded on down the road, and on to Mansfield Road. 

Were I nipped into the Continental Store to get a loaf of their excellent, but very expensive sliced bread. I came out with the sliced bread, 5Fri10asome cooked meat to go on it and a beef tomato. Now all I need is some potato curls from Lidl and a bottle of liquid soapflakes from Wilko.

A few more vehicles and Nottinghamians about this morning compared to yesterday. At the traffic light junction with Haydn Road, I thought the view related to how I felt for some 5Fri11reason, I forget what it was now. Tsk!

A little farther up the hill, my first Nottinghamian Pavement Cyclist was espied on the other side of the road. A long way off, but the zoom feature on the camera allowed me to catch the little scallywag!

5Fri12Minutes later, Nottinghamian Pavement Cyclist I caught number two.

He was extra naughty, as he swerved towards me as he shot by! Git!

Up and over the hill and down to Carrington and the Sherringham Park Medical Practice. My second home. Hahaha!

I got inside and handed the receptionist the appointment letter that Nurse Ann had printed off for me yesterday. A gentle frown appeared on the angels face, and after a quick clandestine word with the other receptionist, I was told to take a seat, which I did. I got out the Clarkson book and had a good read before Doctor Vindla came to fetch me into her room.

WD 0.31.0 As I struggled to get up and wavered a bit, my bag caught the decorated Christmas Tree, and a bauble fell off and into my bag!

In the surgery, I was told the blood test for today had been cancelled, and the Monday appointment is still on.

I explained my concerns, and the ever-patient Doctor gave me an examination or two. She checked my legs and asked questions about them. Regarding my memory and dizzies, she arranged for me to visit her on Monday, before the Blood Test with the nurse, she warned me it would be a lengthy examination, and made it for 11:20hrs. (Fungal Lesion?) She then sent a prescription electronically to the chemist, for some Furosemide PhEur tablets. A warning notice:

FDA warning: Liver function warning: This drug has a black box warning. This is the most serious warning from the Food and Drug Administration (FDA). A black box warning alerts doctors and patients to drug effects that may be dangerous!
Furosemide is a strong diuretic (water pill) that helps your body get rid of excess water. It does this by increasing the amount of urine your body makes. If you take too much of this drug, it can lead to very low amounts of water and electrolytes in your body. This can cause dehydration. Your doctor will monitor your fluid levels and may change your dosage based on those levels.

Low blood pressure warning: This drug can cause low blood pressure. Symptoms include feeling dizzy and faint after standing up. If this occurs, move slowly when changing positions after sitting or lying down. If this problem continues, call your doctor.
Low potassium levels warning: This drug can cause low potassium levels. (Potassium is a mineral that helps your nerves, muscles, and organs work normally.) Symptoms include tiredness, muscle weakness, and nausea or vomiting. Call your doctor if you have these symptoms.
Low thyroid levels warning: High doses (over 80 mg) of furosemide can cause low levels of thyroid hormones. If you’re taking high doses of this drug and have symptoms of thyroid problems, call your doctor. These symptoms can include: tiredness, weakness, weight gain, dry hair and skin, increased feelings of being cold.

Oh, dearie me!

I will get an appointment from the QMC within six weeks. (Not sure what this is was for?)

I thanked her, and left on my way to the Carrington Pharmacy, to collect the Furosemide. When I told them about the thermometer, I’d bought from them yesterday, the fact that I had to keep buying cover cones for it and I could not hear the supposed two tones, even with the machine inside my ear! The Pharmacist came over, and what flowed from his lips about my thermometer complaint, was pure genius! Admittedly on their own, the facts he stated were absolute gobbledegook, gibberish, balderdash and mumbo-jumbo, but his use of double-talk and his timing were perfect, to bamboozle even an educated person into believing his jabberwocky, let alone an idiot like me. Admiration flowed, as I departed the Chemists and went off to Lidle for a nosey around. I got the curly fries as planned, some mushrooms and a bottle of bleach.

5Fri013Paid on the self-serve till, and caught a but back to Sherwood.

When I dropped off the bus, I wondered if Holland & Barrett had any of the French Chestnuts in stock. I know they are ridiculously costly, but they are gorgeous. I popped into the shop, to find they were selling them at Half-Price! I weakened and bought every jar they had left, all four! £3.50 down to £1.75!

Then over the road and called in the Wilko Store for the liquid soapflakes. Then into the next two charity shops, but I didn’t buy anything.

5Fri014Up to the bus stop, to be joined later by Doreen. A natter and laugh on the way home.

I got the things put away, turned on the oven ready for the curly fries later, had an SSWW, and put half a Furosemide tablet in the evening’s dosage pot with the other ones.

Got stuck into updating this blog.

Got caught up to here, and the weariness downed.

5Fri34So, I got the nosh sorted out. The Lidl potato curls were seasoned perfectly to my palate. The chestnuts tasted A1, and the pork and tomato sarnie was as good a one as I’ve ever had! Flavour rating of 9.45/10 given!

I soon ate it all up, not that there was a lot of it for once, and I made another sandwich up.

Sat down again to eat the new sarnie, and watch a ‘Frost’ DVD… I woke with sarnie still precariously balanced on the folds of my stomach and the TV still on!

Inchcock Today: Thurs 27th Dec 2018: Woke to an Accifauxpas and Whoopsiedangleplop, legs, ankles full of fluid… and things got worse! Worra rotten, ‘orrible day! Hey-ho!

ZZZZa24eh

Dec27 2018

Thursday 27th December 2018

Greek: Πέμπτη 27 Δεκεμβρίου 2018

3Wed2923:25hrs. WD 0.0.255c As I stirred into a simulation of life, the strong smell of cooking permeated my nostrils, and a spot of panic arrived in the brain. ‘I’d left the crock-pot on full, and then fell asleep last night!’ I fumbled and fought my way off of the £300 second-hand rickety, rusty recliner, stubbed my toe, knocked the mineral bottle off of the Ottoman and rushed to the kitchen! The crock-pot had almost boiled dry! So, no meal last night, oddly I did not feel particularly hungry.

Self-recrimination’ and ‘I Do Feel a Fool’ modes engaged!

WD 0.0.255c While cleaning things up, the most urgent of needs for an SSWW (Short-Sharp-Wee-wee) arrived. I grabbed the small plastic waste bin that I now keep handy for just such an emergency, and Christened it. Oh dear, the blood flowed from Little Inchies Fungal Lesion, so off to the wet room to treat and clean things up. This is not a good start to the day, and I have to go for the blood test and to collect the prescriptions later!

4Thu02WD 0.0.255c I treated the lesion, painfully, and cleaned things. Spotting three of the EIBWBBBs (Evil Ironclad Boll-Weevil black biting beetles) on the floor near the shower drain this time.

As I took this photograph of the cunning weevils, I noticed blood on the paper towel. Yes, the lesion had started leaking again. I assume this will mean me trying to find time to get to the GUM Clinic… Oh, it will be closed today, Boxing Day! I dabbed away the blood, I can sort things out again when I have the shower during my ablutionalisationing session.

WD 0.0.255c The mind started off on one of its frenzied, neurotic, panicky brain wanderings, driven on, no doubt, by apprehensiveness and insecurity. Anything to fret about or be concerned over flitted through the grey-cells. A desire for anthropinisation lingered in amongst the other anxious-making, self-seeked fears. I was getting too much detail, all at the same time. For a few moments, I was another person altogether. I felt trepidatious. A Nervous Wreck!

While writing the above, the words flowed smoothly, but these mind-blitzes do me no good at all.

Back to the kitchen, feeling a great deal better and not knowing why I felt in such an improved mental state, I got the Health Checks done, made a brew of tea and took the medications.

4Thu03a

4Thu01The Sys seems to be going up and down regularly this week? I don’t think the problems I’m having with the Warfarin INR level should affect this, though?

The fluid retention in the legs has returned, they feel like hard balloons when I squeeze them. Will I be forward enough to ask the Doctor for a check-up when I get to the surgery?

I cleaned up the mess up that I made earlier in my panic-evacuation from the recliner. Bending down was more painful today, but the fluid retention might be the reason.

I opened the unwanted light & view-blocking new kitchen window and took three shots of the scene in front of me. I tried different options to see what they would come out like and learn their qualities. Auto, Night Sky and Stars. I’d best stick to using the Auto, do you think?

4Thu001

I got the computer on and updated the Woeful Wednesday post.* Taking four SSWWs while updating. *Mind you, today’s might be more Woeful, the way its started. Hehehe!

Off to the Porcelain Throne. Decent session, only the tiniest drop of blood from Harold’s Haemorrhoids.

WD 0.0.255c One more EIBWBBB spotted near the sink. A live one this time, I decided to go for the kill! But, the Sanmex Killer spray can was empty! By the time I’d collected a new one from my arsenal in the main room and got back to the wet room, the cunning EIBWBBB was gone, Tsk!

Made a start on this blog up to here. Taking three more SSWWs while doing it.

Then went on the WordPress Reader. On to the comments. Another SSWW, and on to the TFZer Facebooking.

CorelDraw next, I must get some page top graphics done in advance! I managed about three.

Got the ablutions tended to. Being later in the morning now, I could use the shower without disturbing my beloved neighbours, a very refreshing and enjoyable scrub-up! WD 0.0.255c I did manage to nick the chin shaving, which was a bit of a battle to stop bleeding, had to use the after-shave. Of course, the stinging pain was of no bother to a man like me. “Lie-Mode Engaged!” But it told me that the Warfarin level might still be too high, hence thin blood?

Got the dressing gown on and sprayed with deodorant and back to the kitchen to check on the beans in the crock-pot.

4Thu06aBack to the wet room for an SSWW…

In the few minutes, I’d been gone from the shower room, four EIBWBBBs and a baby one had shown up in there! One of the larger ones (Top right) was very-much-alive, kicking and trying to bite me! The dang things are winning this war I think! Cunningly using only small patrols to invade with and fooling me into thinking I might be 4Thu07winning the battle! Humph!

I got undies and socks on belatedly, and it came apparent to me why the joints and limbs were hurting and making movement a task for me. The legs were solid with the retained fluid.

I’ll mention this to the nurse, whichever one is on duty today.

I dressed and took the seven black plastic bags of waste to the rubbish chute.

The walk to the surgery is going to take some effort with how the legs, feet and ankles are feeling. Still, needs must.

4Thu08I had to push myself more than I would have liked, due to my taking too long in doing the ablutions, I’d left myself with only 50 minutes to get there.

I pressed on along Chestnut Walk and down Winchester Street. I thought I might regret not putting on the big coat, as everyone I saw had their scarves, gloves and hats on, but I didn’t feel too cold at all?

4Thu09Of course, I was manipulating two rock-hard swollen legs and feet, with a gallon or two of fluid in them, as fast as I could. Hehe! So that might have helped me keep warm a bit?

I cut through side streets to save some time.

I got to the surgery in Carrington, with five minutes to spare!  Smug-Mode Adopted.

I logged in and sat down doing the crossword in the book. Fifteen minutes later… Nurse Ann came to collect me! This was ineludible really, the way the day had gone so far! Grumph! 4Thu15Anyway, she fooled me today, and she listened to me when I spoke and did not answer at me before I’m finished making my point. Oh, Yes!

Concerned about how solid the fluid-filled legs were, and concerned about my dizzies, she made an appointment there and then for me – she even printed out a letter for me to take with me, to show Dr Vindla… 0900hrs in the morning! No rest for the wicked is there! Marvellous! 09:00hrs Doctors Appointments. 11:20hrs: Clinic Appointment. Shopping to do. Graphics page top headers need tending to. And I am expecting the appointment to arrive from the Anticoagulation and Deep Vein Thrombosis Clinic, and The GUM clinic. Gonna be a busy lad! As for the next laundry and getting the flat sorted… Humph!

I thanked her, and meant it, gave her a New Year pressie, left the treatment room, left nibbles for the reception staff and off outside and along Mansfield Road to the Carrington Pharmacy.

4Thu10And, I had a camera view of what was nearly an accident as a lorry pulled away from the opposite kerb, close to clouting the red car! Ace Reporter Inchcock Strikes Again! Hehehe!

WD 0.0.255c I collected the prescriptions from the chemist and bought a thermometer that takes the temperature from the ear-hole. Not cheap. But the thing that narked me, was once one bought it as I foolishly did – it needs a supply of plastic wax-defender-covers. What will they cost to buy? The few in the box will not last long, the instructions I read later said a new one needs to be used each time a reading is taken. Oy Vey! What a schnook, First-Class with Bar, Grade A, I am! I might get someone to scrawl ‘Gullible’ on my forehead for me! I could write a book, Gullible’s Travels! I really wee myself off at times!

Depressed and annoyed at myself, I trudged limpingly along to the Lidl store. I got some bread rolls to have with my attempted Chilli later. Honey Mini Ribs and Honey Gammon shanks and some beef cubes.

Paid at the self-serve tills without any problem.

4Thu11Caught the bus back into Sherwood.

With bag being heavy, due to the month’s supply of medications, the knees and ankles were suffering. Hey-ho!

I caught a bus back up to the  Winwood Heights.

WD 0.0.255c A sickeningly 4Thu12worrying sight near the Woodthorpe Court lobby entrance doors.

A paramedic car and an ambulance in attendance. The stomach went acidy on me when I saw these. I hope and pray that it is not too severe for whoever was in need of them.

Fingers crossed!

Limped up to the flat, had an SSWW and cleaned up 4Thu13where the lesion had been bleeding a bit.

Got the purchases put away. The mini-ribs and Gammon shanks looked like they should be tasty when I get around to nibbling them.

I opened the sack of medications and laid them out ready to rotate and store them in the drugs drawer.

4Thu14WD 0.0.255c You can see rip-off, expensive thermometer, that needs covers to be bought every time I use it and a massive battery that will cost I don’t dare to think off…

Sorry about that, Self-Pity Mode slipped in there!

Naughty, Inchcock!

I got the medicines stored and checked the 4Thu16crockpot contents. I moved the beans and mini-potatoes from the slow-cooker to the saucepan on a low light and added the chilli and some tomatoes.

It took me ages to clean the slow-cooker.

Another SSWW and I got on with updating this blog. So tired now, it’s gon my head-down time already. But, the late appointment today has cocked up my clock altogether today.

4Thu15Did up to here, and put the appointment letter in the jacket pocket, so I did not forget it in the mornings.

I kept nipping in to stir the concoction in the saucepan and nipping off for many SSWWs.

Proper fed-up, weary and the legs etc. are giving me gip! And, now I have just found some new boils. I won’t say where they are, but I found them by feel! Tsk!

Back on the computer… Guess What!

4Thu06

I gave up and got the nosh prepared. It looked and smelt highly appealing. But in reality, it was a major disaster in the seasoning department! Not sure what I put in the thing now, but, best forgotten anyway. The rolls soaked up the decent gravy, but I could not eat it all… Horrible comes to mind. Tsk!

4Thu19

I got the pots in the washing up bowl to soak. Tired as I felt, I thought it best to get the saucepans, and other things washed as well. Then, if I did feel as bad in the morning, I wouldn’t have to face the decoking job then. Haha!

I think I rang Sister Jane to update her on the medical matters.

Dizzy Dennis paid me a visit as soon as I got down in the £300 second-hand rickety recliner to watch a Frost DVD. Not sure what happened after that…