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WHO IS THIS DESCRIBING?
His tall stories & lies are spinnable,
His oaths and promises are spillable,
He sees pensioners & farmers as sacrificeable,
Himself as sacral, Holy, and liturgical,
His intended vaguenesses are surreal,
His sausages and hostages could prove problematical,
He is so backhandable, right-wing & corruptable.
My views, of course, are not scientifical,
As he lied his way into power, I was sceptical.
His lying by omission is all but surgical,
Excellently spiteful, but not sympathetical,
In office, he’s become a supercriminal…
His crimes against humanity are transferential.
His lack of morals rings out indicatively.
He’s ever-ready (not the battery) to be sardonical.
Languages he speaks more than quinquelingual…
Untruths, fibs, lies, treachery, & unbelievable,
Fabrication, devious, distortion, and imaginal,
Hoax, deceit, subterfuge, and hypocritical,
Hot air, nonsense, drivel, hogwash & sanctimonial.
Flannel, falacious, tommy-rot, and tarradiddle,
Deceptive, fallacious, sneaky, and disreputable,
Awkward questions? He begins to quiddle…
This explains the main habits he did accrue.
Just one more clue: His departure is overdue!
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DANGER DAY!
Well, not really. But the angst is already building up at the thought of going out in the wheelchair for the first time. Although this did not happen, after checking the wheelchair, Carer Ejaz was keen to try it out today; he said he had been looking forward to it. I found the right (as you sit in it) wheelchair arm and pole, but it came out too easily. It needed to be erected. Riding on rough ground may knock it out altogether, and I thought it too risky until a Red Cross engineer checked it out. I think they are due on Thursday to do this.
On the visit to take me out, I told Ejaz I’d like to use the 4-wheeled walker. He was okay with this.
The window cleaner came early, but of course, I’d not yet gone out to get some cash to pay him with. He said he’d come again tomorrow, on Thursday. The original date was changed to Wednesday this month. He must have thought I was a dodgy-looking character who might be trying to get out of paying him. Hehehe!
I checked the list of things needed to take with me: Bank Card, keys, camera to buy a new SD card and batteries, and sunglasses in case the sun came out strongly. So, I added the planned route of the tasks required. Ejaz and I are going to the bus stop. We will take the bus to Sherwood. We will use an ATM for cash (It took me two guesses to remember the PIN). We will also call in a shop for an SD card & camera. (This did not happen; Carer Ejaz said he 
would not have the time if we were going to the dentist.) We went to the Continental shop, and now we have money. I bought 
some Polish sausages of various types. And some of their green/brown tomatoes from Poland. They were great tasting! Lovely!
We hobbled up the hill in time to get to the dentist for the appointment. It was great having Carer Ejaz with me, getting up the four steps with the walker was a breeze with Ejaz’s assistance. To the receptionist and booked in. I sat searching for the paper list of the things to take and do. I’d left it in the flat. Fancy that!
The Lady came to me asking questions that I could not answer. She and Elaz went into another room, and I heard no more about it. Other than Ejaz telling me when he got back to the waiting room that it would take a little longer, as they didn’t know I couldn’t get up the stairs to my old clinician’s room. This has happened on my last four appointments. I’d have thought this would have been added to my records?
Later, we were summoned to another surgery. Ejaz was allowed in with me, which was a blessing, because I couldn’t understand what the dentist was saying. Ejaz answered, or told me what she’d asked. She asked me questions as she checked the state of my remaining teeth, and for the sixth time in a row, I wondered if the remaining teeth could be extracted and replaced with false teeth. A negative answer again, this time.
However, she did explain that if I had 8 teeth left that were considered ‘fit for use,’ she is not allowed to remove them all. The new NHS ruling used to be 5 teeth. Starmer passed the verdict to cut costs. So he could later claim that he’d save money.
He’s stolen my fuel allowance, let my rent and electricity prices rise astronomically, and Carer-Costs rise, now, he assured me that 
will be with me until I die. That won’t be long, cause according to Gypsy Rose Lee, in 1953, she told my Dad; Your son will live to see the end of the world! Dad laughed at the time and moaned about the reading costing 1/3d (5¼p in new money). And, he laughed in her face. Hehe!
It’s a good thing that I still have some of the £599.00 per 100ml toothache pain relief spray.
And part of the bottle of morphine, 
what’s it… sulphate!
Back to the dentist.
The dentist gave Ejaz a prescription for Durphat 500 toothpaste, and we went to the receptionist to pay our dues and have the prescription validated. I clearly recall that when it came to paying, I handed the cash card nervously over to the Lady, with my hands trembling.
Ejax got me down the four steps with the walker, carefully, bless him. We knew there would be no time left to get the SD card for the camera. Checked the bus timetable at the bus stop, conveniently positioned just outside of my dentist’s. The bus was due in six minutes.
We were back at the flats in no time, 5 minutes.
I showed Ejaz the way through the inner passage link route. Going into Winchester Court, then the link passage into the social room and main entrance, passing ILC (Independent Living Coordinator), Oberstgrüppenfuhreress Warden and Primo Ballerina, Warden Deana, and
ILC (Independent Living Coordinator) Generaloberstess, Ice skating champion, florist and Warden Julie’s office. Into the next corridor, which led to the lifts in my Woodthorpe Court Prison block… No, accommodation block.
Up in the lift chatting away, to the 12th floor, into the flat hallway and into my flat.
We had a long job, with Ejaz trying to break down the four-wheeler, and ended up putting them in the corner opposite the door. I’ll try to find a better place for them if I can tomorrow. People can’t get in or out of the door while they are there. I’ll see if I can move them into the balcony, then I can use the four-wheeler to sit on and have a nosey. Hehe!
Tired and weary as I was after the trip out, I made a start on CorelDRAW. To use in this blog. But didn’t have the mental stamina.
So, I planned the day’s meal. I decided on corn, beetroot, green tomatoes on cheesy-topped bread rolls, battered onions, and cut up some of the really tasty Zywiecka Polish Cooked And Dried Pork Sausage.
It was delightful!.
Google, gulp, chew, chomp, suck!
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Carers Medical table.
Carer Ejaz wrote down how to use the texting on the new, unwanted, foolishy bought mobile.
The future price depends on how long Herr Starmer remains in charge of HMG.
End Car Park mud slide.
Wonderful Nature.
View from the computer.
These are tasty!
Afternoon shot from the kitchenette.
Vegetable stew, or casserole?
Oddly, despite worrying about tomorrow’s dentist, bank, and computer shop to get batteries, SD card, Dizzy Dennis, and Lost-Balance-Brenda in attention, High-Mode-Horis was good to me.
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Early to rise today, 04:10hrs. 
Reversal in the 
ARGH!
Cooking-Mode-Engaged!
Sarnies made with soft Farmhouse sliced bread.
No butter-butter, loaded with Brunswick ham. On the dish: Two reheated potatoes, and beer-battered chips done in the oven. Tasty Isle of Weight tomatoes, red & yellow, and the last of the fresh podded peas. With one Farmhouse sausage. A pot of vegan lemon dessert. I ate all of it, as well! Nice!
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made things worse. I do realise that 
The mist still lingered. It’s been hanging around for the last three days and nights now.
As I turned away from the window, I found a 5-litre, large glass jar of pickling vinegar on the floor. As I 
against it.
. Naturally!
affected my sleep, repeatedly. Anne Gyna & Steve eased off enough to find Sweet-Morpheus. Each time Nicolas jerked me awake, I was soon back into the land of nod. Which helped me oversleep again!
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I hope he gets even more unpopular,
That’s that done.
Well, look at this…
Got the nocturnal pouch emptied. I took a sample first, so the Carer could grade it later.
I took this snap above of the misty,
He checked Lymphoreoa Leslie’s leg wound and said he would change it on Monday if it got any worse. I thought it was fine, apart from the neuropathy-driven electric shocks being more regular today. I put this down to the patch dropping off so regularly; Mizra had put tape on it to keep it in place. Ejaz changed his mind and applied a new patch, retaping it firmly in place. Seconds later, the body fluid could be seen leaking under the plaster. As expected, with the tape being tight, but it’s better than the plaster falling off. Don’t worry, the nurse is due on Monday or Tuesday. I’m dreading Wednesday’s medical day. I may have to miss blogs off. But not if I can help it.
Ejaz then creamed the hand injury, & took a photograph of it. It looks a lot worse than it really is in this snap. It’s drying up and scabbing now, which is a good sign, methinks. 
I’ll have a super choice tonight.
I did have a bit of an Accifaupas, though.
I caught the hand wound as I
Carer Mizra called, or was it Carer
I took another sky shot.
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The fourth Lymphorrhoea Leslie bloodied plaster, with the tape that I had to use for the third time, cause I can’t find where I put the tape either.
The left wrist wound was looking likely to improve.
As the Carer is unavailable on Wednesday due to accompanying me to the dentist, no laundry can be done, and the kitchen & wetroom cannot be cleaned and mopped. And no help with the finances or Emails can be had. Bearing in mind that Monday & Tuesday will be busier and more hectic than ever, I won’t be in any condition to go to the dentist on Wednesday…
Early snap taken of the early morning view, with Kodak Tim 2.
The front junk room, which will only get worse next week without the Carers’ help, depressed me.
Another mystery photo I found on
The mudslide is coming on again.
I got the chips out ready for later.
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Oddly blue morning sky.
The calendar clock changed.
Hehehe!
Very Tasty!
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Ode to Inchies life-coping…
Ejaz rang the Dentist about internet form filling,
And very welcome he was, Spiffing!
It’s not alcohol, so he’ll soon be drinking…
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A gentle mist lingers.
No cheesey-topped bread rolls.
Yellow mini tomatoes and
Fridge filled again.
Aha, my favourites, pod peas.
THE FEAST!
Still misty.
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Ejaz arrived and had a lot to do to help me today.
Ejaz took the waste bags with him as he left.
Smidge of guilt: I had to refill the nibble-holders yet again. I thought I did this yesterday? Have I been nibbling at night or during a seizure?
Ejaz did a decent job getting the pad on. Being unsure, we agreed to apply Cetraben rather than the barrier cream under the pad. Looking good!
Back on the blogging. I was bothered by this happening occasionally. haviiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing. Do you have any tips on what I’m doing wrong?
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I nipped into the Porcelain Throne in response to my innards. Never been known before, the first part of the evacuation was Constipation Konrad in control. Tough to pass, then followed by a Trotsky Terence splurty, liquidish, and even a different colour. Am I losing my mind here, or what? Kharki to dark brown. Honestly! 
Hehehe!
Then, I got the food with the substituted products put away. Got the fresh stuff stored first, including the pork tomatoes that were 
substituted with beef tomatoes. The Silesian pork sausages were substituted with chicken sausages. The drinks to 
bicarbonate of soda just before drinking. The refrigerator was decently loaded up. I rang my friend Jenny about the beef sausage, and she asked her husband, Frank, a wonderful neighbours. She will put them in her freezer and remind me later when I can have them back to dine on. Bless them.
I’m not sure what happened to my left wrist.
Oh, and I bought a square, well, rectangular-shaped 
The wheelchair I was measured for arrived today. It folded almost flat and fit in the hallway behind the four-wheeled walker chair.
Sourdough baguettes as well. I’ll have one of these tonight. No-butter buttered, with tomatoes, sausages and potatoes. Or as Herr 
Starmer might say, hostages. 
. Taken in the rain, it didn’t last for long, though, just for a few minutes or so. If that long.
Ejaz noticed the 
leg was seemingly flaring up and was bleeding a bit again. So he cleaned it up, creamed it, and put a 
plaster on it for me.
The Carer is due any time now, last call.
I caught a picture of another shower as the sun was falling.
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I unfortunately fell against the walker’s wheel, 
then did a decent shoulder charge on the edge of the door frame going into the wet room.
passing, but cleaning up afterwards. Sticky, gooey, mega pungent, Light Kharki and straw-like… A right mess! It made it harder with the three-ply toilet paper that I foolishly bought a pack of 12 rolls from Iceland. Tsk! I’ve seen bigger postage stamps! 
I went to empty the day bag, and took this snapshot of it and my leg.
on other things, I suppose. I went into the front junk room as the sun was coming, and put my legs on a chair and snapped them. Looking much better today. Of course, now that the catheter straps have been moved to be cleaned, they are hurting. Well, that’s life! I’ve
just noticed that Raynaud’s disease affected a much larger area of the toes today. When to put the kettle on and go back to 
the computer. I took this snap from the kitchen window. Carer Ejaz arrived. Boy, was he going to be a saviour in a while? Yes!
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room, bless him. Thank heavens he was here. He’s sorting the medication drawer in this snap. Thanks, Ejaz, as I said, you saved the day! After I began to come back to as near to normal as I’ll ever be, I wondered if I’d had one of those mini-seizures at the same time as the shakes & leg dance? I certainly felt that way after having this humdinger of a dance.
After Ejaz had left, I sat down and spent a few hours working on the blog. I took the snap on the right as I refilled 
another water bottle.
I topped up the happenings reminder notepad. And suddenly, 
I was slowly recovering, getting better over time, and this improvement continued at an alarming rate. A bit of rain later on. I took the snap above to the left through the kitchen window. I thought it seemed to have a calming influence. Why? No idea.
Vegetable pastie, boiled potatoes, red onions, tomatoes, Silesian sausage, garden peas & a lemon vegan dessert.
I think the Accifauxpas took a bit more out of me this time, as I was wearied much earlier than usual. Gave up on the computer and tried after eating, tried to get my head down. But sleep would not come. Nothing unusual in this.
I noticed the moon through the tattered, thin old curtains and took a couple of pictures of the setting sun.
The second snapshot was taken as close as the camera would allow. I’m pleased with how it came out; it’s better than my other attempts. 
visits today, admittedly only short ones, but it helped the difference with Horis & 
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