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I used to be an analyser, and much wiser,
An appeaser, a peace-loving adjudicator,
But politicians have changed my demeanour,
Their cynicism, lies, & self-greed gave me aporia,
I think each HMG minister & Prime Minister…
Can be classed as an expert snollygoster!
Faker & falser than any Indian fakir,
Hitler, Putin, but the greediest is Starmer,
Trump wants to make the USA greater?
Putin, to make Russia superior?
Starmer? Wants to make Starmer Richer,
Combined, they couldn’t make me feel sicker,
But Starmer’s Governmental shower…
With their terminological inexactitude,
Keir, the mountebank, poseur & storyteller,
“His Father was a tool-maker…”
His son, a charlatan, deceiver & hoodwinker,
He lied for cash when a barrister,
And continues as Prime Minister,
Whether he lies by omission?
Seemingly with the opposition’s permission?
Who thought they might win the election?
They sulk and need forgiveness & absolution,
Labour’s win was surely a game-changer,
Rishi was incompetent, Keir is an illywhacker
A word-twisting, up-market barrister,
Sausage & Hostage; do you remember?
So, we’re stuck with Starmers-kvetcher’s,
Chances of his assassination get slimmer,
But, if it happened, my odes could be cheerier!
Pensioners & Farmers, families would be happier!
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Plenty of photos today, but little else. I’m still days behind with the blogging, Humph!
Shattered from yesterday’s 26-hour marathon of a day. Didn’t get up until 0645hrs, in a bit of a daze. I seem to have, according to the few scribbled notes here, sorted the waste bins as soon as I’d released the night bag from the catheter. Then spent half an hour on the Porcelain Throne. Eventually, releasing two Constipation Conrad concrete-like imitations of the H-bomb, Little Boy. So, no time again to get a shave and shower! Dirty!
Carer Nimra arrived as I got out of the wet room. Phorpain gelled the cartilages, and Arthur Itis. Barrier creamed body check. Then got the medications sorted and put my diabetic socks on for me. No more details found in the notes on this call. Although there was quite a bit of scribble, I could not read.
Started blog, catching up. Not a lot.
Then the Vynne delivery arrived with the catheter back-up equipment for me. Nimra put it under the Carer’s table on the next visit for me. Something else is coming, but because it is medical, the text doesn’t say what is arriving. Perhaps something is missing, but their text suggests it will arrive tomorrow. It did!
Back to the blogging. I’m miles behind.
Neighbour and friend Jenny sent an email that Wednesday’s blog is not on!
I got myself into a right mess with it.
Really hot today. I nipped out on the balcony a few times to take shots of the skies.
Then…
Then… from the kitchen
Then an Amazon delivery arrived.
AHA! The SD card and pickled whatsits
I can swap the SD card now, and not worry about me breaking, losing, or damaging the lads card, and let him have it back with my thanks. As you can see, the card fitted a treat!
I opened a jar of the Pakistani vegetable pickle and had a taste. Blooming-strong! I liked it, but I must be careful not to overeat at tonight’s meal. At least I hope not to miss another meal. Hehe! I’m looking forward to this pickle, just a little..
Below is what I plan to mix in the pickle.
Bettroot, Kung Po sauce and mushroom ketchup.
I’ll mix them up in a small finger pot so I don’t get carried away and overeat of it.
Carer Nasra did a lot for me on her last visit. But deciphering all nine lines of my terrible scribble, come scrawl, was had. Cartilage,
The DVT-Warfarin Cardiac lady called up, she is coming to take another blood test sample tomorrow, then another one on Monday next.
Matron Jacjie phoned to see if I wanted to be referred to the Falls Team. I was not sure and explained that I would not have had the head-banging fall at all if it were not for the leaking catheter bag. I slipped on the urine that was escaping from a crack in the pouch.
This may have happened today; I’m not sure what was decided about the Falls Team referral.
Yes, I think it was this morning, and I misread what I wrote on the memory pad. Ignore the above.
I sneaked shot of Ejaz, removing diabetic socks.
Carer Ejaz did the last call. I got a plus+ treatment tonight. Diabetic socks off. Ejaz asked if I needed any Peptac. I did, and he gave me some. He found the Lymphorrea Leslie scab was leaking, and might need a plaster on again. Barrier creamed my back wings, and Phorpain gelled both knees and cartilages. Bless him. I’m sorry he doesn’t come so often nowadays. He and Carer Mirza help 
with the mobile phone problems and know the routine. Both come rarely now. Still, others need to learn, don’t they? Got an email with this sunset photo on it. A Carer had taken it for me yesterday, I think. Thank You.
The last few lines on the memory pad must have been written during a seizure. It looked more like a terrible copy of shorthand.
But it was so late, and I was really feeling all-in.
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Joy & Peace to You All… Good Luck
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-neck-in-it flipping day! I thought all Wednesdays were bound to be complicated and hectic, with so many tasks to get done and so little time to do them. 
A large order arrived from Ocado. See how many bags-worth. Humph!
US English.
been a lot of that these last few years, Hehe, I can tell yers). These tomatoes are from the Isle of Wight. Costly, but so mealy and tasty! Voom variety.
A few naughty favourites as well. With Twiglets (not good for the teeth), Frazzles and Smokey bacon. And, of course, my top-loved Maryland Vegan cookies.
I have no idea why I bought these apples. Not a cat in hell’s chance of eating them with my few and broken teeth! The phone rang at this stage. It was the start of the catheter parts farce, which didn’t arrive.
These plain NANNS are the ones I tried with my home-made stew the other week. Remember to sprinkle water on them in the oven, and they taste delightful dunked.
Two small Fitzgerald’s sourdough batons. Ocado are dearer overall, but they have things that are not available. I tend to search for their special prices.
My supply of Spring Water and Soda water was now well stocked up.
Bye, bye…
Cheerio…
Hope to see you tomorrow!
This went down well
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Being reigning ineptitude champion didn’t come easily,
I think today has been so busy that he couldn’t get through earlier. Hahaha!
I knocked over the walking stick, bent to retrieve it, the head would hurt, and I stood up too quickly and struck the head wound against the edge of the sink. I opened the flat door to let Nimra in, and she 
. I think I was either waffling on or repeating myself
I’d already completed yesterday’s blog post and posted it of to WordPress. And the landline burst into life.
It’s hard to read, but Carer Nimra read this out to me. Here’s how I decipher it now:
View.
A poor do this one was.
And occasionally 
were the guilty ailments. Later in the morning, 
had few twinges to release. Late morning, around 03:00hrs, they all suddenly stopped, and I had a great three more hours of blissful rest.
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lurking in both knees. Wondering why, after all the harassment over the last two days, should the one ailment that has been absent all last week, suddenly start on the rampage? Within, I imagine two minutes of nodding back into dreamland, 
twitched; so violently, just the once. But it was enough to make me force my way out of bed, take off the nocturnal catheter pouch, and go in search of Codeine to ease the pain. This has never happened before; not the neck twitching, but the pain being so sharp. I’m assuming that it may have 
been caused by not getting medication for the days while in the hospital. What do you think? I left the card nearby with the bag, so the Carer can assess the colour for me.
finding I’d left the oven on was not encouraging.
The first task was to utilise the Porcelain Throne. But, for the third day on the trot, no evacuation was passed! A fair bit of noisy wind escaped, but not a sausage. Nothing, ziltch, nada or a blank. The shave was bloodless. Great!
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for a few minutes, knowing that my precious nurse was with me. Have I fallen in love at my age, and in my current physical & mental state?
Some fonts didn’t load, so I had to select substitutes, which may cause problems in earlier postings.
just had time to take two photos for me. One of the fantastic sun-going-down view, so fiery and colourful, from the kitchen window. Then he snapped my much-improved Lymphorrea Leslie legs. Don’t they look so 
much better now my new love
Dry bread, tomato sarnies.
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You’ll be guaranteed, falls, accidents, the odd blip,
A Grand Morning. No, Ejaz, though.
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Eye eye, what’s going on here?
Nocturnal catheter pouch.
Balcony walking aids.
The cartilages were dodgy all day.
Photo from 2022.
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Gone is my logic, I’m no longer systematical,
started to have a go at me when I freed myself of the clutches of the bed and bent down to release the nocturnal pouch from the catheter. Then I realised a Eureka moment was taking place. For the first time ever, I’d woken up with 
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I changed the dates on the calendar clock. And used some toothache spray as the Toothache Tiffany kicked off.
facilities. Then, I sorted out 
the ablutions and medication. Even 
it’s made of in the book. Soylent Green is introduced as being made of plankton, but as the film unfolds, the main character discovers that it’s manufactured from dead bodies. It was released in 1973. Starring Charlton Heston & Edward G Robinson. I recall thinking it was a relatively slow film, and politicians would never do anything like that. (Back in 1973) Now we have Herr Starmer, and Oligarch leaders, Murdering Putin & La-La Criminal Trump in charge. So… 
Replaced 
After the girl left, I took a photo from the balcony on the right end. The mudslide looked thicker than usual this morning. 
Did heavy rain & wind play a part yesterday
investigate, taking the long picker-upperer with me. I was astounded when I recognised it. It was a bottle of eau de cologne. I bought this eight years ago, from the Poundshop on Upper Parliament Street. But managed to lose it. It was down there all that time. Shows how the cleaner or Carer is not good at cleaning.
Back on today’s blog.
Mild Vegetarian Curry,
Speedy sunset tonight.
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A fair young maiden granted a date with Inchie,
the longer lever, which has a 50% wobble. Checked the kitchen for safety, and went off to the Porcelain Throne evacuation. Trotsky Terence was in charge again. This time, dark brown, gooey and messy. The cleaning-up time was longer than the evacuation time, yet again.
I washed my dandies, emptied the urine pouch, and went into the kitchen to bag things. Taking this scene of the morning view. Not as pretty as yesterday’s. No pink in it at all.
Back in the kitchen, I put the waste bin bag into the big bag. 
In the balcony room, I changed the calendar clock and inserted the hearing aids into my earholes. And I realised I’dn’t altered the month; it was still July showing. I’d have thought someone would have noticed it. I got in a pickle last month with using the dates from this clock. Hehehe! I asked Ejaz to keep an eye on it. 
The first one taken straight ahead, zoomed on the dwellings, drug dealers and growers, muggers, pickpockets and unemployed, immigrants, scroungers, drug gangs, freed burglars, murderers & child molesters on parole. But I’d sooner live here than anywhere near the biggest crook, liar, and unprincipled, corrupt, immoral, unscrupulous, dishonest, evil-intentioned, dishonourable, splenetic, nefarious, fiendish, detestable, deceitful, insincere, criminal, unethical, miscreant, and merciless, debased, ruthless, heartless, sepulchral, gut-churning, sick-making, murderer-freeing ex-barrister, 
The 2nd snap of Citrus Walk’s end car parking area. And the parking on the chevrons by the little red car. Haha!
area of the right leg. This was followed by several small electric shocks shooting up the leg. I asked him to pull the sock down to have a look. He said some liquid is leaking through the skin. Ejaz applied barrier cream to it. We noticed after, and a small piece of skin was on the carpet, just an inch or so. 
The left cartilage was still swollen. And the unmistakable pain from Arthur Itis joined in.
I took a snap from the kitchen of the windows. I forecast that it will be raining soon. Arthur Itis coming on is a sign of that. Back to the front room, and took another snap from 
the computer desk… well, the 1963-built, falling to pieces, tatty, scuffed, Hopewell’s E-Plan Sideboard, with the doors falling off, to be more precise. Haha!
The wheelchair was soaked, as were the four and three-wheeled walkers! The gaps between the windows were how the rain got in. Again, it was coming from the East. The rain, I mean. 
The wind seemed to be churning in from all directions. Howling again. The rain is now worse than ever, and the wind seems to have died down a smidge. At least it’s not so noisy.
Huh, minutes later, the wind was back. Blowing the trees and branches around as if they were made of paper.
a snap of the sunshine. But no. The rain had started again. So I took shots of the rain from inside. One from the left window, and the second one 
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04:30hrs: The flow-back pains from the dodgy catheter day contraption were stinging away when I woke up. The nocturnal pouch was barely damp; there was so little urine in it! The first thing was to dismount the hospital bed and investigate. 
tackled. With a 
was in. 
Well, a mega-change from this morning’s evacuation, I must say.
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I left off doing poor Little Inchy’s Fungal lesion treatment. Until I’d sorted
Then, I did the other regulars; Ears oiled, eye drops in, Phorpain gelled 
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You can see the swelling on the left knee. This is partly due to Arthur Itis, and Cartilage Carol, with Cartilage Chleo in support, who have mangled the knee areas of both legs. The darned Little monkeys!
I finished in the wet room and took a snap through the open window of the stunning light blue and pink sky. Nice!
I hobbled into the front room, collected the bins from the wet room & kitchen, and then got everything sorted.
Carer Ejaz arrived in a good mood. He did a good jon helping me this morning. I felt a smidge guilty in keeping him longer than he should have, and was nervous of missing the bus when he shot off. He’s to make the last call; I hope he catches the bus in time.
I revisited the Porcelain Throne. It was a short visit. Nothing happened.
dawned.
Anne Gyna visited as I started to imbibe the meal.