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All-over-the-placidness, lack of concentration, and mind wandering off more than staying with me were similar to yesterday. Rampant! I have lost the notepad with the reminders of the day’s events.
There is much the sameness, I suppose. Thank heavens I got the above selection sorted early because I could not have done it in the state I was in later on.
Things may or may not improve mentally or physically, but ‘It ain’t necessarily so!’
So, this will be short on detailed info, as the seizures and mind-blanks started later on. Sorry.
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04:00hrs: The brain stuttered awake… well, mostly. How I got the glow onto this snap, I don’t know!
Veering towards the Trotsky Terence level.
The feet & tootsies looked better.
The medicationalisationings followed.
The shaving went well; there were only a few minor nicks. No bother.
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I went to the kitchen and enjoyed taking these snaps of these morning views.
The last one turned involuntarily into a work of art, or I was interfered with 
. Hehe! Does it look like a radar photo of an airport and city?
I got the computer on and started updating and getting photos onto CorelDraw and WordPress.
Another oddly-hued photo?
Contrails in the beautiful sky.
Taking an automated wee-wee. Hahaha!
Clouds to the left.
Clouds to the right (Of the kitchen window)
I got further muddled and had to make many amendments and corrections. Then, as if by magic, I found myself in the spare room, apparently searching for something. I didn’t find out what I was looking for, but I had a scout around in case I saw whatever it was, and it triggered the brain into action. It didn’t.
Later, when I went to investigate what to have for the daily meal, I had this wonderful view to photograph. This one is rather special. Gorgeous!
It could be Putin in heaven, I thought.
But plenty of others to pick from. Hehe!
A lot of blanks today.
But I did get the nosh pepped, cooked & photographed.
TTFN
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The ankles were looking a lot better this morning.
overnight were far less as well. They strike a little further up the leg each day, of course. Last night was my shortest sleep of the year, so the strikes ought to have been less. I just worked that out… amazing! Hahaha! 
The waste bag was sorted into one, and I placed it near the door. At this point, I had a visit from 
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routine.
Finally, after much straying off and doing other things, I got the Tuesday blog done and posted.
appeared. We had a natter while he put on my socks and issued the medications. I remembered to ask him to remind me about taking the B17 vitamin tablet. 
A little drizzle was falling, so IO went onto the balcony to take this shot of the end car park. The mudslide had been driven through a few times.
came but had little time; she checked the mail and bank letters for me. A financial visit. I’m sure there were things I wanted to ask her. She checked the emails with me, British Gas, the Bank and an unknown one. Kara said to leave it alone; it’s not a danger.
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arrived just as I’d finished the meal. That was jolly good timing from Israel! He removed the socks and medicated me. 
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End car park with the crows taking a bath in the mudslide Drizzling still.
Back to the Throne.
Reynauds easing off on finger.
Midday, drizzling still falling.
I think this is the fullest it’s ever been?
Part eaten meal…
Blimus! Another visit!
Reynauds had turned into an almost illuminant purple colour now! Still, it’s not painful at all.
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I just thought these were worth mentioning.
done straight away, so I had the time to get them finished before any Carer arrived. The night sharing 
The Catheter night pouch didn’t have much content. However, it was a much better colour today.
I collected 
and hobbled off to the wet room.
Yet the innards seemed to be gurgling?
As I rose from the WC…
The legs looked a little misshapen, and I felt that 
and her lesions were creeping up the legs more today. The knees were both slightly bloated. But below them, that part of both legs had ballooned! (Out of picture)
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were much more virile than usual. As it seemed, was the postmarks, mini-boil, and drooping eyes. Hehe!
This photo left me bamboozled. I must have taken it in the wet room because it was on the SD card between the one above the face and the legs below.
I took this just before I put on my dressing gown to leave the wet room. Did they look more inflamed than earlier? I thought so. Both cartilages and knees’ were both carrying to much flesh for my liking. 
arrived. He looked a smidgeon better than the last time I saw him. He medicated me, but I forgot to ask him to put on the socks. He checked the prescription medical draw stock and recorded it. He took the laundry down for me; bless him.
Still dark out there, but the mist is lifting, methinks.
Brighter now.
She came. She had got the bug, or do they call it the Lurgi now? Poor gal was struggling. ♥ But she still put on my diabetic socks for me; bless her cotton socks. She gave me Peptac and painkillers. She needs some medications as well.
This came up on my computer…
Another problem now. Having gotten down on my knees to the box, I could not get back up on my feet again! The 
As I put the packet back, Shaking-Shoulder-Shirley kicked off, and the blister pack flew out of my hand as I grabbed the chair arm to steady myself. I’ve still not found where it went to yet!
The mood I was in, may have prevented me a little of enjoying the meal. But the bean stew and added baked smoked bacon. I was feeling a little sorry for myself with today’s run of bad luck… but I realised that it was nothing unusual for me.
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I could hardly believe the dark colour of the Catheter night pouch contents—I was in shock, really. I took another shot of it when emptying the night bag. 
wash and visit to the. There was another change in styles: from two days of 
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was ruling things. Mega-smelly, almost watery, it squirted out more than flowed! It took me ages to get the place, and my body cleaned up! Tsk
may need putting back on again, if things get any worse and the lesions burst open. Won’t please the Carers.
The Asda driver rang me on the mobile phone with a connection as normal, but it was so bad that he might as well have been talking to me in Outer Mongolian, for all I understood. I assumed he could not gain access and told him I’d come down to him straight away. Big Mistake!
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thought I could. I couldn’t, of course.
was bleeding.
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deserves recognition.
Then, I set about sorting out the Asda Delivery. This is going to be a long job. There is much stuff to sort out and store away. I made a start…
cordials were put on the floor next to the Water Alarm Sounder thingamabob on the floor. Something else to trip over.
Shloer drinkies for treats and thankyous for the Caregivers and nurses who tend to me. Soda water and spring water for the daily Catheter filling routines. A bottle of Mushroom sauce and Tomato Ketchup with 
pickle. Lastly, sterilised milk.
Some favourites in this one! Brown sliced baguettes! Ready meals, Cumberland Pie, Minced beef hotpot. Texas beef chunks, an all-day breakfast, and a newly 
discovered gem. mini caramelised sausages!
Curry & Barbeque baked beans, mushrooms, sugarless biscuits, batteries AA & AAA. Treats drinkie, and some ready-made coffees for the Carers who like them.
with seconds to spare, got it emptied just in time!
The mist had been around all day once it had fallen
Slurp, gobble!
left me alone. But… the 
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A shot to the right from the kitchen.
A shot to the right from the kitchen.
The wee-wee kept changing colour, and the pouch suddenly filled up a few times.
Carers Health Checks of late, returns
A blue shade sky tonight.
By gum, it was a good un!
Gobble, slurp… gone! Hehe!
Took this view as I washed the pots.
He put some cream on once again, coming up with ankle lesions on both ankles/legs.
Not good, this, at all!
I did find them, but it took me a lot longer than 11 seconds… nearer 11 minutes. Haha!
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He then emptied his nocturnal catheter pouch. Not pleased with the amount of blood that seemed to be in his passed 
urine. He… well, I (Slipped into the second person mode there, sorry), I grabbed hold of 
and off to the wet room. WC duties first, and what a session this one was! The evacuated missile clunked into the WC bowl; it was wedged with about a quarter of it out of the water, and covered with the after-flow of a small dollop of high-quality stinky splashes from 
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Teeth and gums bleeding. All but went over getting the PPs on; I hate that balancing job. The urine flowing into the pouch looked a bit bloodied. And 
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some Phorpain gel on the shoulder where I could reach to rub it in. Oh, and I trapped my finger in the cupboard door. People won’t believe my good luck… or lack of it!
Carer Kara called next. She was in a rush, too. However, she did sort out the problem I had with the TV yesterday. Did it in two minutes. (I did feel a fool not being able to get it done myself)Â Bless her. She shot off, and I was lonely again, just like when Marie departed. Sad, innit? Hahaha!
I got a snack made up to satisfy my sudden hunger. 
Washed the things, and spotted some unusual activity of Devon close. On, Cavendish Close. 
from the kitchen and concentrated on getting clear photographs of whatever it was that was going on. 
A kitchen window photo to the right was taken first.
Then I took one of the lowering sun to the left of the window.
At this stage, the night Carer called. It was nibble-nibbling Carer Christopher. 
.I almost got caught out when the catheter day pouch suddenly filled so quickly again – all okay though, nae bother. It was emptying slowly for some reason unknown to me.
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Gorgeous, even if not as good as they might have been.
Finally got the blog finished and posted off to WordPress.
The baby baguettes at the side of the tray of potato hot-pot, shows up just how measily the mini-sized Parsley Box meal was. 
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Pouch nearly bursting.
I can recall taking these cloud shots.
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Gorgeous!
Flowing well.
Gave up with the blogging, meal in oven and put the TV on. At least I found the remote control tonight.
A feast!
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Gloomy morning view…
and sky.
Boy, the skies had changed.
at the same time! I crumpled, banging down in the aged, grotty-looking c1966 made, charity-shop-bought, horribly beige-coloured, ÂŁ300, Harold’s Haemorrhoid-testing, non-operational, acne-giving, virus-breeding, rickety, easy-to-fall-out-of recliner. Bursting open poor 
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and dusted my spectacle and dressing gown with dried flaked-off skin! 
I think I may have made a cock-up here?