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Imagine getting a meeting with Herr Starmer?
A chance for YOU to be the interviewing accuser!
Best to take with you the needed paraphernalia,
Don’t ask him anything that can be a brainbuster,
Don’t mention a hostage, he’ll think you said sausage.
He’ll expect, of course, you to slip him a backhander,
Slip him a bottle of arsenic, labelled as coriander,
He’s so unpopular that he may have a food taster,
Remember he’s killed pensioners & many a farmer,
Aiding means for innocents to be slaughtered,
He needs to be arrested and charged with murder!
I advise, essentially, you take a loaded Luger,
So when he lies again, you can shoot the bugger!
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I woke up late yet again at 07:00 hours. Took off the catheter night bag. Gathered the accoutrements needed to 
do the Ablutions & Medicationings.
Settled onto the raised seat, and a motion began almost straight away.
It was finally (after 15 minutes) fully evacuated, with me having to stand to give the single, gigantic, massive, concrete torpedo room enough space to free itself and fall. What an amazing plumbing system I have; how did that monster go down to the sewer with just one flush? It amazed me. The biggest single evacuation in my life. I was glad when it was over. Unfortunately, while cleaning up my rear end, I felt the blood dribbling down my leg. Time for a thorough cleanup, stopping the 
bleeding, drying off, and getting 
Germoloided. It was a struggle to stop the bleeding this time. Internal and external piles had been torn by the monster’s evacuation during his escape. Hahaha!
At last, I could start washing my muscular, lean, young body… Oh, alright then; My flabby-flobby-bellied, skinny-armed and legged, decrepit, mangled torso. As I began to shave, foaming up, the door chime sounded and Carer Ejaz ghosted by the open wet room door into the main room. I had to put the shave on hold and joined Ejaz in the main room, wearing just my disposable underpants. Ejaz performed a body check and applied barrier cream where needed, including the neck, man-breasts, under the arms, etc.
The legs looked even better today. I admit that 
are coming up the leg from the right ankle again,
However, these only cause me to jump, and the slight pain they cause lasts for
only a few seconds.
The sun has come out, then gone in again. Hehe!
A twinge of sadness came as I took this snapshot of my beloved tree copse.
Not a soul about.
Did I mention that the wheelchair is being delivered on Tuesday?
A few minutes after the right leg series , a new ailment showed itself. The top of the left foot keeps throbbing and hurting. It’s been like this for over an hour now. What the heck can it be? Somehow connected to 
, I assume.
I decided to clean the nibble pots!
So, I did.
Soon got them refilled, though.
Shortcake and Vegan Cookies in one, Worcester sauce-flavoured crisps in the other. Then, put some mini potatoes into the crockpot.
The first recognised seizure of the day came on. One of the short ones that leave you feeling well out of it afterwards. And well out of it, I was. I didn’t feel it coming on this time, caught me out. I managed to close the computer down so as not to rib anything and drifted off into the ether.
WORRYING 
I’d started the semi-reclaiming of my senses, dizzy, confused as is usual, and I heard an audible tick sounding just once. It must have been loud because I heard it. I knew to sit still and await some clarity.
As things cleared, I noticed the mobile was showing a red light. Ah! That’ll be a text message coming in. I wasn’t ready for standing up yet, after last week’s getting up too soon tumble. I drifted off into a proper sleep. Bit of a dream… caves, water…
Carer Mirza arrived, and I asked him to check the text message for me… UNBELIEVABLE!
I’d made another food order and forgot about it. Ocado told me I could add to Tuesday’s order, which is scheduled to arrive between 0800 and 0900hrs.
I don’t know what I’ve ordered, but it was for a massive amount of money.
Where can I get help with this? Or is it the Loony Bin next for Inchie?
Mirza issued the medication, and I started to lose cogniscence again. But there were no more seizures as far as I could determine.
Made up some bladder-filler bottles of spring water with different flavours, and put them in the fridge for morning use.
FOOD
What a fantastic sky!
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Paedophage? A child eater (1600-1800)
He’s not too keen on pensioners, farmers, or the proletariat voters either! The Swine!
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THIS DAY OF OUR LORD
Much improved on yesterday.
First chicken view.
Health Checks Done
Done. Only got as far as sitting on the Porcelain Throne, nothing evacuated again!
Hope something moves soon!
Got the cheesy rolls out of the refrigerator.
Second kitchen photo.
Checked the fridge, the
Third kitchen window shot.
Another brew made,
Two more bottles of water were made up.
Nice!
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A new medication, called Ziprasidone,
Took off the night bag and made my way to the Porcelain Throne. Huh! Reversal in evacuation style from yesterday. Troskty Terence was back in the lead. No doubt to be closely followed by Constipation Konrad in this afternoon’s visit, or on Saturday morning’s session. That will be interesting. Hahaha!
Carer Ejaz arrived and checked the legs and body; medications were then issued. He was soon gone, off to get the bus.
A lightning-fast wash; why, I nearly got wet. Hehe!
I took a snap of the new day catheter pouch on my leg. I’ve kept it clean. Well, the muslin bag needed a bit of a jiggle to make it comfortable… but that’s my fault. I weakened, responded to the itching on the top strap, with some stern scratching of it. That’s not in the picture, in case any haemophobes see it. Hehe! I noticed that the legs and feet looked a little red this morning. It’s possible that I set the camera to the wrong setting. (I found that I had, later)
The moment I realised it was a food delivery driver over the intercom, I fell into a deep depression. Why? I’ll tell yer all about my second gig shopping cock-up of the week! This one was expected next week, as well as Tuesdays that were expected next Thursday. At least I think that’s right. I was boiling mad at myself! Swore, sulked, cursed a bit more, and considered popping on the balcony and opening a window… Never-mind.
would visit. But he didn’t. Not until nearly midnight anyway. That was not good timing; his arrival was grand for a few seconds, then the self-hate routine, caused by my stupid mistake, 
kicked in, and 
Crikey, look at all the bags!
I literally had to throw some away to make room for the new food that was incoming.
Cheesy Topped cobs again! No room in the freezer!
Emptying a carrier with more crisps and biscuits in it, I found this article, which, for an unknown reason, I thought I was buying toilet cleaner stickers.
Bottles due…
I meant to put Horis’ rating as 0.05%
My feet were a bit red again. It doesn’t show in the photograph, but the contents of the catheter bag seemed to glow with a luminescent light.
And I soon demolished the remaining fodder in the dish. Very tasty, I think that 
Today was so depressing overall. 
and 
made the day a misery. I bet you find 
made it so difficult for me to make the right choices amongst the options it offered. My awareness and grasp of logicality were all to co
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Night pouch off and emptied.
Took this kitchen shot on my way to utilise the Porcelain Throne. Curious if it will be /constipation Conrad or Trosky Terrence in charge. 
Got even more peas in now! And two orange cream balls, which I put in the fridge.
Naughty beer-battered chips!
Hurrah! Silesian Sausages and Polish Country Sausages. Some smoked pork loin, too.
I put the TV on, on the third try, to take my mind off how I was feeling. Within minutes, the fog, haze, loss of balance, & dizziness started to clear. I don’t want to go through that again. I’d already lost a total of two hours through this new style seizure. Or rather, the coming out of it. Lately, they never seem the same after seizures.
Care Mizra, noticed my right leg has swollen, and the left one has shrunk. He ointmented the right leg. But overall, the Lymphorrhoea in my legs & feet had got a lot better than yesterday’s flare-up.
Early evening view.
A self-taken 3D photo? Haha!
I caught the beautiful late sunset
Then did a zoomed-in 
Not bad at all.
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05:30hrs: Took the nightpouch off, went into the kitchenette, and put the kettle on. Then, the rumbling innards began.
Started on the blog catch-up, and an hour or so later, the JS delivery arrived. The driver to the bags through to the kitchen for me.
Canned Irish Stew is currently cheaper than at Iceland, Asda, and Aldi. So, I bought a few cans and plan on adding some extra potatoes and Gungo Peas sauce. I use the Milk Roll loaf to soak up the juices. I’m getting carried away again! Flavoured Spring Water, fresh garden peas 
(They’ll go in the Irish stew as well). Cakes, crisps, biscuits, bicarbonate of soda. Got the pod peas into the cooler.
No butter-butter, Iced Coffees for visitors & nurses, sliced red onions, 
washing items; washing up liquid, bleach, laundry softener/freshener. The canned food cupboard was soon filled up! 
The bikkies and cake cupboard were utilised. 10p less than the Iceland ones at 90p each for 6! I admit they are not nice!
The Maryland vegan cookies were available for purchase. I didn’t need them, but they were 35p cheaper than Iceland, 25p cheaper than Asda, and 40p cheaper than Ocado.
six hours ago, but had accidentally put them on the highest setting.
My first real cock-up of the day. Joe took them out and told me to dry them off before they crumble. Well, two-thirds did just that as I tried to dry them. I salvaged seven little spuds and ate them straight away. Put some fresh ones on for tonight’s planned meal. 
I shelled some garden peas and added the remaining potatoes to accompany the Irish Stew and Gung-Po sauce meal later on.
Then, as I was waiting for CorelDRAW to save the file…
, as 
all but had me over. Five minutes later, I felt much better… 
, I was lucky to be where I was when I went over, tatty, scruffy, unkempt, uncomfortable, virus, microorganism, bug, bacterium, bacillus, germ, parasite producing, eyesore-horrendously grungy, disease-fermenting second-hand, beige-coloured, £300, charity shop bought, crumb-retaining, moth-eaten, non-working, itch-encouraging, incommodious, Haemorrhoid Harold testing, catheter tube yanking, recliner. Also, I was with it enough to throw myself at it on my way down.
Not much of the Irish Stew to be seen, I podded a whole packet of garden peas, after shelling them, of course. Hehe! Tasted nice, though!
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I’d forgotten how much he used to make me jump, and hurt! But, to be fair, he’s been a lot more painful in the past. Mind you, he’s out of practice. Hehe!
done straight away. So, I did. Stripped off, slippers taken to the wet room door, and entered… immediately, the need arose for the 
. After two days of difficult-to-encourage 
one visit when Trosky made a limited comeback), I was expecting the same again, but no! Sticky, gooey, pongy, and so time-consuming to clean up afterwards. No chance of a go on the crossword book.
Luckily, while cleaning, I knocked some bits off the floor cabinets and realised I had still not replaced the empty PP pouch. So, I did. I found a pack of the old, thick ones I used to wear when the blood flow was high. Back to the junk room number 3, to get another pack. They felt a bit brittle; they’d been in stock a while. So would be if I’d been left on a shelf with the sun hitting me for months. 
I shot out into the kitchen, and sure enough, I’d left the tap running yet again. A stand-up wash had to suffice.
Took a snap of the view from the kitchenette window. Caught the shadows cast by the upcoming sun from behind the prison block. No! Flats, flat block!
and the legs and ankles. Which looked to be getting a little worse again, according to the photo he took on the left.
Taken with the new camera phone. He showed me how to transfer them to the computer. Bless him.
This is what I plan to have as part of my meal tonight, or in the morning if I get confused and lose the plot again. I always do on Wednesday, and it will require more input from me today. As the person doing this more extended visit has not done it before. So, when I’m asked what needs to be done, how, and where things are, I’ll no doubt get confused and forget details to pass on, tasks to do, and how to do them. I honestly can’t deal with more than one thing at a time nowadays.
I put some vegetables in the crock pot for later.
She set it up with the NCC (Nottingham City Council control room). Put it on my wrist. The band on the old band was elasticated cotton and was easy to get on and off. This new one is thicker, wider and has to be threaded when taking it on or off. Makes sweat marks on the wrist. Dean said to let me see how it goes. If any problems, they can change it to a necklace one, if needed. 
Carer Mirza arrived. A grand lad. This is likely to be, well, will be chronologic
I may add some of these mini-sausages, they are Pork and apple flavour. I ate a couple as I added them to the pan. Nice!
Getting late now, and the weariness and nigglyness are coming on. Humph!
It is now 23:20 hours! I must stop 
01:30hrs: I finally got a meal. I g
seeing what I’d missed, and off again into the land of nod.
Not one of my better days.
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I’ve got neurotic problems by the boatload,
perform ablutions and self-medication. Beginning with a visit to the Porcelain Throne.
A lengthy sitting this was. However, I did manage to find a couple of solutions 
to the crossword. Getting the muslin bag from the catheter contraption was painful, but that’s always the case. Shaving took a while, as I’d got Shaking Shaun and Dizzy Dennis visiting at the same time, so I took things as carefully as I could. The result was a terrible shave, but still, now to face the showering. Which went great! A bit rushed, but I still enjoyed it. I remembered to turn the power box off, as well! 
The next page of notes was redundant. Couldn’t read them at all. The next photo reminded me a little. I recall taking this photo of the legs after reattaching the contraption. I asked Ejaz later to fit the muslin bag support, which he did.
Stayed with me on and off all through the rest of the day. These short ones take so long to recover from. 
I’d decided not to bother with any fancy meal and left out two cheesy-topped cobs and the Matmite to go on them for later.
I do remember taking this shot of the kitchen window sky view. Oh, yes…
A nicely burnt vegetable pastie. Two Marmite-filled cheese-topped bread rolls. Sliced and salted a beef tomato. S
Frazzles and a mini ice-cream lolly to follow.
At 22:00hrs, there was a European Ladies football match. I tried tuning in to the Fries, Chief Executive Officer and Vice Chairman of Liberty Global, who owns Virgin Media. He took home $64m in FY2-L. Champion Global Oligarchs, grubstakers, securities brokers, stinking-rich, plutocratic, multi-core, con artists, artful deceivers, flimflam artists, TV.
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Starmer, the PM, is famous for his lies!
all of a similar nature.
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I’m miles behind again; at this moment, it’s 16:55hrs tomorrow (Friday)! Just got this far with the blog!
Anne Gyna woke me up at 05
Erm…
Afternoon Clouds Delight
Well, things indeed became more concentrated after I made the meal: A baguette cut into three, no-butter butter, many slices of salted green tomatoes lashed into them. A Silesian sausage and crisps. 
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I am sick and tired of listening to myself moan as things continue to keep going wrong.
No shave. Two visits to the Porcelain Throne, both needing a good clean-up after the 
evacuation was completed.
The pins and plates were in better shape today!
To advise me that she would be calling to take blood for the Warfarin INR test in the morning, between 10:00 and 12:00 hours. Lovely!
I went onto the balcony to take a shot of the view.
Cheese, lemon juice, jellies, food colouring, yoghourt and a few other food items were put in the rubbish.
I chopped up an orange tiger-tomato and some red onion and added it to the stew to be cooked in the microwave later.
Put the dish back in the fridge.
Late afternoon shot.
The fridge after Carer Josie had finished. Nice!
The meal of the day, Stew!