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My Frustration & Hatred Is Growing!
Excellent 3 for the urine night pouch colouring!
Feet after the little wander around in town yesterday.
Laundry bag return awaited.
I’m not sure why…
I took two photos of the waste bags?
A blurry early morning shot of the car park.
Then two other bad shots of the view ahead.
Got up around 03:30hrs, and the use of the 
did not arrive until gone 07:00hrs. 
dominated. Took some cleaning up!
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Looks like a ghostly seat! I hung the towel over the shower chair and turned on the heater to dry it off. Cunning!
I remembered doing this an hour or two later, and I went to turn off the wet room emersion heater.
The Meridian Domestic lady did not arrive. Hope she was on holiday and not poorly. So I hoovered the hallway. Unfortunately, I 
my toe on the trolley walker wheel, right against the 
. This may have had other lesser men cringing and wingeing, but not me. I just laughed it off! 
Made an early fine feast of sliced baked potatoes, soy imitation sausages, beetroot & tomatoes, red & yellows. Naturally, no sooner had sat down to watch the TV with the meal tray on my knees, and my taste buds tingling!
14:35hrs: The opticians rang. Can I bring some old spectacle frames in to use in the varifocal spectacles? The one the Carer took for me is too old to get a lens made to fit it?
Back to the meal…
14:48: The Doctor rang to say the Blepha decision will be emailed to me later. Humph!
Back to the meal…
15:00hrs: DVT Anticoagulation rang; the DV vein draining has been cancelled. They will make me another appointment.
Back to the meal…
The potatoes were barely lukewarm by then. How does this happen to me so often? Whatever time I get around to eating, someone will call, or the phone will burst into life.
Still, the nosh deserved an 8.4/10 rating!
Took this slightly better shot of the Chestnut Way car park in front of the flats when I washed the pots up.
I decided to watch some TV again. Huh! Turned it on again, and some sad adverts greeted me.
Kids have to live using underground water.
I noticed my new glasses on top of the cabinet and realised how lucky I am really, compared to some. Then…
The TV went off. A message something about; check your external and internal ariels? It came back on later again.
Oh, getting dark?
Five minutes later…
Another five minutes.
Did the eye treatment. 
used, then when it had dried, the 
Gel.
After 18:00hr Carer Benjamin called, and we found we were missing some tablets. I was in a pickle about it, cause it was Atorvastatin, and I had a weirdly strange feeling that Richard mentioned something on Monday to me about it coming later when he kindly fetched the prescriptions for me… but of course with 
, I’m just not sure. So, none tonight. Benjamin said he would have a look around down in the office for me in case they were in there. Thanked him, and he said he was doing the late call; if the tablets are in the Meridian office, he’d bring them up with him.
I got back on the computer, to find that...
Late Carer Carer arrived. He brought up the missing tablets and issued them with the Peptac; no painkillers were needed. Then attached the night pouch to 
He also responded to my request for him to hang up the laundry, which was only dressing gowns; bless him.
Turned off this computer, and I got settled in the ÂŁ300 second-hand shop bought, c1966, moth-eaten, cringingly-beige-coloured, grotty, bedraggled, dilapidated, crumb-containing from my nocturnal nibblings, bug-ridden itch-inspiring, not working recliner in search of sleep. I put the TV on, cause that usually helps me to nod off, when the commercial adverts come on… but only when there is something on I wanted to watch. Hehe!
Evening, All!
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The optimum words for describing today’s events:
Excellent coloured urine in the night pouch.
Tried to take a better morning view.
As Carer Kara say’s the new reading glasses will take some getting used to. She was right!
Gave up and continued with the
Just three 
. A semi-tumble in the shower, leading a hal-hearted head butting of the left grab bar.
I met a resident and chatted with her on the forecourt. She pointed out that Carer Kara was giving me a wave from a high window in Winwood Court. ♥
Got to the bus stop and realised I had a time top wait.
The traffic island was in a bad state.
When I got into the city centre, this is the first photo I took – and unfortunately the last. Despite my thinking I had taken several more, about ten I think of different area, for some reason, and I can’t figure out why, none of them were on SD card in the morning? The when I got back to the flat ones and later were though. A mystery as to what I’d done wrong?
I made my way slowly to Woodthorpe Court.
Part of Winwood Court.
Paved walking area between courts.
Got inside and made my way up to the flat.
More beautiful puffer clouds on the horizon again.
Got the shoes off, they seem to have gelled to the feet. Hehe!
The pouch had soon filled up again after I emptied it when I got inside the apartment. Come think of it though, I had started guzzling the soda water again, the get the bladder going, as instructed by the medicos.
Aha, at the last of the day(2nd) mug of Glengettie tea!
This little lot for the eyes cost me ÂŁ64!
Much needed after what was for me, a hectic, getting upright and annoyed with things day! I think I must have looked a little mentally and physically battered, cause the care didn’t stay as long as usual… not that I can recall much of the visits.
started, and knowing that this blog would need updating, I made an early start – and 
has only been down once up to now!
So I’m glad that I started early (03:30hrs )while the internet was behaving itself for once.
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. But it wasn’t there! I was so tired last night, I thought it had been put on… 
. This caused a certain amount of pull on poor Little 
, via the inserted catheter tube that tried to do a runner. Obviously, a man of my calibre winced-not at the agony. I can 
haste. And there I sat, with the crossword book for ages.
Nothing other than large doses of wind were evacuated.
Hehehe!
The urine in the day bag was the darkest it’s been for a while.
To the kitchen and I took these terrible photos…
of the heavy rain.
Sizeable, cause it wasn’t raining much yesterday.
I later regretted having one of the two allowed so early.
. It might upset him if he knows.
Just after I took this later view of the oddly shaded sky.
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Fancy that!
As I was leaning forward to take a closer look at some mail she had gathered from the letter box – How can I put it? The catheter tube seemed to twist of its own accord! A little blood was found when I inspected things in the lower regions. I went off to the wet room and got things cleaned up. No idea how it happened? And this caused me to get confused with so many visitors, and my concentration bit the dust for a while.
Before
the rain returned, the sky was wonderful.
The Citrus Way car park.
Photoed it when â…”rds of the way through eating it, and Carer Chris called on me. I was just about to watch ‘Heartbeat’ as well on the goggle-box.
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chime rang out and in rushed Chris. He almost forgot to put the night pouch on, but amazingly I remembered to ask him. Off like a shot the lad perused his other duties, I told him to take a treat-can or bottle with him.
Sleep was no longer an option; all this being woken up breaks the pattern methinks? Laying there waiting for 
to return… and 
!!! I suddenly feared that I had left the washing in the sink with the hot water tap running – and found that I had!
No hot water for a late-night shave! I was going to have one cause I couldn’t get to sleep!
Bootiful!
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Waking up, I was tremendously resistant to the thought of trying the computer.
night bag, I was not concerned about anything other than ‘Will the computer work?’ After yesterday’s performance with the mystery ‘Process thingummybob’ for eleven hours, I felt it might be the end for the Bang & Olufsen. My heart was not in what I was doing, and I feared the worst. I was resisting any activity apart from removing the night bag. However, the need for the 
was getting urgent, and the bubbling and grumbling from 
ruled innards forced me into action… reluctantly. 
kicked off Summat rotten and has been a bother ever since up to now. Then, believe it or not, the 
started on me! Then I found that poor Little Inchies 
. And I had to find out if the computer worked yet – that bothered me more than anything else.
The computer started, looking good, then the risk of going onto Firefox. Dang gang, dwang,,, Dwang! I got the browser on, and nothing was opening… was it Firefox or the Internet. A quick look at the Liberty-Global Virgin box revealed that it was indeed due to the $26 million a year plus guaranteed bonus’s boss of Liberty-Global, Mr Fries, inability to send a signal to Nottingham that had caused my current dilemma.
Aha, Mr Fries, $26 million a year plus a guaranteed bonus paid, the boss of Liberty-Global – Virgin Media had got the signal working again. Well done to that number-crunching oligarch! 
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have been repaired… as I mentioned yesterday… if I live long enough.
I had a blast on the computerisationing.
came in support of BPB 
… Please!
So I g
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High, but on her way down…
The last fullish blest of her heat…
All but hidden now. Gorgeous!
A last quick peek
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To the right, and the City Hospital.
Straight ahead.
Eerie?
Wider.
Odd slippers?
I’ll try to remember on the next call.
Bootiful clouds were coming out when I made my next cup of Glengettie.
Going a smidge dark, though?
The new day catheter, with the ‘Dodgy’ loose valve trigger, at least had some better-coloured urine contents this time.
gave me one of his famously-hated 
routines just as I was opening a jar of soya pieces for later. Naturally, this didn’t irk or bother me in the slightest. No swearing, spitting, gnashing of what few teeth I have left, or questioning the Lord over my bad luck, oh, no. I took it all in my stride. even when I got a stubbed toe on the Hoover, cleaning the mess up. Grrr!
And the car park on Chestnut Way outside.
Tow spaces are free! Blimey!
Obviously, I had not recovered from the Mind-Blank.
I copied the latest Health Check results onto the whiteboard to use them later in the graphic… Then realised I’d erased the new figures from the board and not the old ones. This can happen to anyone; I understand that.
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TTFN
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Nippy and windy this morning. Glum, too!
Potatoes into their crock pot again.
Busy week. Hang on, I did this yesterday, didn’t I? Oh, dear. I think I’m losing it faster than I thought!
Why I took this… another mystery.
Bit of rain.
THe Adsa order arrived…
Kepy it down this time; not too much bought…
Still Bootiful!
MY being a pareidolia addict, I found something
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Well, the lowest B~P readings ever, advised to ring 111 – told to go online, spent ages sorting required details. Told it was okay. And earlier, this above when I woketh up. Similar farces these two. If the blood in the wee is level 6 or 7, I’m supposed to ring 111 – Ha!
Liberty-Global Virgin Media went down.
Found the camera.
Very little snow left now
Looking okay to me.
Another part-canned meal.
Eating every morsel and bit!
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I woke up as my ginormously flabby body hit the floor!
burst open 
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would cause me some problems.
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A bright morning with snow.
Bright-looking urine in the bag is good!
visits today.
Asda order arrived.
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Put the rest of the fodder away.
Fridge before and after delivery.
Took some more view photos of the light snowfall. See
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The footfall in the snowfall, in the bottom field.
Later, a man and his dog caught my attention.
The snow gave us another covering.
Throne visit six attended. Every one of the
lost out to the new King
followed the evacuation.
Then, I walked into the door frame on my way out..
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I made the meal of the day…
I’d forgotten about the potatoes in the slow cooker. Not that 
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A smidge of bloody urine in the well-filled bag this morning.
Checked on the lack of food in the fridge. Hope the new bank card arrives soon… then I’ve got to get the details changed on all the sites… Oh, dear.
The good news was that they had sent some Apache potatoes, and bread, lots of bread. I had a job to get it all in the freezer.
I pondered on having a can of the minted pea soup with some potatoes this evening. Then realised it was afternoon already.
Got a few flakes in this one…
And this one…
And again…
Not sure about this wider snap…
The snow had stopped by the time I took this one.
Got some tomatoes seasoned to have some sausages with later.
No more snow, but looking glum.
Oh, not so clear again.
Vegan Sausages…
Added the links to the tomatoes. Which were
I got the picker-upperer but had to get down on my knees. Why?
around 04:40hrs!
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(I think) it was, who arrived). Or was it Carer Charly. I can’t recall which came first now. With the fretting over the bank account being frozen… nothing else mattered for a while.
Then, a telephone call came in!.
I can’t recall seeing the fridge so barren of food. 
This is the 2nd check colour.
Took this immediately after getting off the phone for the second time… I was more than concerned. So many possible different outcomes that may mature. Talking of mature… I must check the dates on the food in the fridge… Silly me! There are only strawberry desserts in there.
I was weeing well
I took these over about half an hour.
To the left…
To the right…
Higher up. ahead.
Higher still…
Even though dour, it looks beautiful to me.
Last effort.
An oven-cooked baton of bread. Two pots of dessert – well, one of them was on its last eat-by-date.