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WHAT A KIN DAY!
One 
supplied installed and charged for landline phones went down!
The fitted TV went down three times. 
got it going for a second time. And now, no one can help me get it going again, which made for a miserable night!
I left the hot water tap on to run cold this afternoon, so there will be no shaving and showering for me!
The new up & down bed has stopped working!
I made another dumbo-job of the food ordering and got two deliveries on the same day.
The door chime is no longer working!
I dropped a 1-litre bottle of spring water on my poor 
, it burst open and cost me hours to get things cleaned up, and the clothing had to go into the laundry bag… in it was the pot of freshener and soap capsule, which the lid came off of, and spread all over the carpet I’d just spent hours cleaning up form the first disaster… I was getting mega-frustrated!
Another mess to clean up. Porcelain and me! Bending down to struggle with getting the PPs pulled up… I took a tumble as 
had me over…
Landing on and hitting the 
, and right shoulder, which naturally started off my old friends and ailment 
and 
, almost incidentally, and accidentally causing 
bleeding.
I can report some good news about this series of 
, however. Miraculously, 
barely bled at all!
When I got around to washing after the medicationalisationing of the various wounds, I found a tiny mark on my chin. The Germolene, Phorpain Gel, and Sudocrem are all running low now.
If there is a God of some sort who allowed me all this ecstaticness in life, I’d like to have a few words with him when I arrive at St Peter’s Gate…
What do you think the odds are for me having another 
after I wrote this bit?
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Dark urine in the night bag. Not a good sign of a decent day in prospect when I woke at 05:00hrs this jolly, gay, contented morning. 
Huh!
in the wet room. Grumph!
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The 
internet was still going at 09:10hrs! Not for long.
The anticipated Asda order arrived as Shaquille was leaving, and he carried the bags to the kitchen for me. Nice lad. I got them unloaded.
Drinkies!
Meats, potatoes, ice cream, fresh vegetable mix, yes, this’ll last me a while.
Ready meals, sausages, croquettes, pies, tomatoes, hot dogs… Oh yes!
Treats.
These should keep the Nurses and Carers happy!
Overfull fridge.
Wet room again...
Then came the Iceland Delivery that I had supposedly ordered for next Wednesday. Many similar items arriving that had been delivered earlier from Asda!
I was tempted to swear and spit at my ineptitude!
In fact, I did!
Paper Towels. As if I needed them!
More Shortie biscuits, sauce, cobs and milk.
Blimey, more sausages, bacon and pies!
The overfilled fridge, now more so.
Ha, what a plonka!
I unzipped a banana – and ate it!
came. And got the 
overcharging for TV working again.
Unfortunately, it went off again later. Argh!
Carer Helen called; I’ve not seen her for months on end. Lovely to see her again. She pointed out what Kara did earlier about the Pork Pie in the fridge needing to be eaten in a day. So, I had it with some mixed soup vegetables I was cooking in the saucepan, intending to have them with the fresh sausages, but I had the oddest-looking meal in a long time.
I was still depressed with the TV going off, and the door chime not working to enjoy anything much.
What a weird plate of food!
: Of to the Porcelain Throne again and emptied the day bag while in there.
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The bag seemed to have a drop of blood left in it; I didn’t notice when I was releasing the valve at all.
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WHAT NEXT?
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Possibly six guitar strings missing?
did the last two calls. He could not help with the lack of TV from the frustrating and annoying situation.
On his last visit, he removed the leg strappings, handed out the painkillers, and was in a hurry to get home… which is understandable. I moved the alarm-sounding box to the hallway in hopes that it was causing the TV problem. I returned to the room, and the TV had gone off altogether? I turned it on again… and blow-me-down with a feather duster… the Virgin TV came on.
I anticipate losing it again in the morning when the Carer presses the door chime button.
The earlier mess of a meal had not sated my appetite. So, I got two lamb & mutton burgers from the freezer and into the oven and returned to watch some TV while they cooked away. I suppose there’s no need for me to say; When the first set of adverts came on, I nodded and drifted away… I woke in time to salvage the overcooked but tremendously tasty lamb and mutton burgers. I ate each one between two slices of Milk Roll bread, with some brown sauce. Cooked them unintentionally in the oven at 180° for 35 minutes. Perfick!
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A small pot of jelly and a banana.
Fantastic Flavour!
Zzz!
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I’m undergoing a lot more daily medical procedures now. After today, I shall have to cut down on the blog content. As much as I like doing them, there is no time to get caught up with them. It’s going to get even more time-consuming shortly. In December, it’s back to the EENT for more Cataract and glaucoma procedures. The leg and ankle strap changes twice a day, relying on the Carers & nurses
I forgot to ask the Carer to put the night pouch on.
Morning view ahead.
Morning view to the left.
First mug of tea – went cold.
Asda order. 5 Not items available
Short-dated on some items.
Ah, nibbles & treats for Inchy!
It’s been raining again, and it still is!
Hello, Inchy is looking pleased?
All sorted leg & ankle-wise.
Delivery! Some nocturnal 
pouches were delivered for me. Thank you!
Specialist Asda ready-broken, already expensive, gone up-in-price bikkies were dunked in Glengettie tea. Note the self-control in not overeating?
Early evening view.
Nosh of the day.
Very nice, too! Slurp, belch!
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Easy-Peasy! Well…
A horrible day of ups & downs.
right
Eerie morning view of the kitchen from the doorway.
Made up a waste bag. (Exciting this innit? Hehe!)
, no less than 3-times! All were under the control of 
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A good variety today?
Toes & legs improvement… well 
Then changed my mind 
arrived, I’d been on the computer for about an hour and had just suffered…
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, and took his Health Checks.
I had to give the leg a rest up on the chair. So, I got into the c1966, £300 charity shop bought, second-hand, wincingly grotty, beige coloured, not working, crumb-covered from the nocturnal nibblings, itch-making, uncomfortable, virus-breeding, easy-to-fall-out-of, recliner, to get some respite from the 
as I got up to retrieve it, and the jam squirted out, over my slipper and the carpet. Not the most successful mealtime I’ve had!
As I took this photo of my feet and legs, I got a whiff of urine strongly? On investigation, I realised that the open-close valve on the day bag was indeed in the open position again! The left foot squelched as I took a step!
With all the hobbling I’d done, 
, I got the fresh ones on with almost ease. Great! for a second…
You can laugh at this series of 
, and farcicalness, from when I was washing up the pots?
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Inchy’s Carers Health Checks Returns
The four-hour leg-ups and then-down again routine, is a little tiring and disconnected, thanks to 
Who is back to her customary, well-practised habit of installing unwanted, 
, frequently activating deep-routed moments of 
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Morning kitchen window view.
Within the first half-hour!
Bags were taken through to the kitchen.
The first bag was emptied, and food was put away.
Freezer full!
Fridge loaded.
None foods & treats.
Refilled the Carer, Nurses, & delivery treats.
All the bending has set off 
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I selected two large potatoes, to be turned
Got it back on, and made a start on this blog for a couple of hours’ worth of mistakes & errors to be made.
Had a wash of sorts, no shave!
I was pleased with how the potatoes came out!
A no-fish fish stick, a bit of the tomato cob,
with sea salt & no butter, butter!
Neighbour Jenny called, brought some tomatoes up got me ♥
I made a late snack; bless her.
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, against the waste bin. Guilt at my having moved it nearer to me last night to drop the crumbs and bits in as I nocturnally nibbled away at my cheese curls served to lower my previously pathetic moment of almost exhilaration at the lack of pains coming from within my blubbery body!
, and slipped off of the other side of the chair, the knee hitting, with some venom, on the
, which shot across to the Carer’s table and knocked a bottle of the expensive eye lotion off the counter… Yes, it hit the deck, and the cap came off – releasing about £6 worth of medication, which is currently clinging on like glue to the slipper it fell in! 
After initial, almost traditional morning mayhem, I needed to get the goolies, toe and knee sorted out, then clean up the mess. This did not go 
well. However, a cheery bit came to me: The Urine in the night bag was the best it’s been for ages… Colourwise!
. So, it cost me even more cash, and I had to apply creams, not only the Fungal Lesion but Phorpain Gel, to Arthur’s knees, but 
the last drop of Germoloids!
fingers crossed. I got the Asda PPs on again. They seem small but did the job of containing the blood leaking out this morning… Good!
I sorted the waste bags and placed them in the hallway near the door.
forgotten to make the brew of tea. So, I made a brew of the Glengettie tea.
went on starting yesterday’s blog. 
Titivated the area around the Carer’s Chair & table.
showed the battery as fully charged, too. Pity, but it’s lasted for some years now.
Got the eyes sprayed, then the 
applied it to both eyes.
work, but I’ll try it anyway.
Carer Benjamin called for the last visit. 
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chimed from the doorbell, and Benjamin came in, checking that he was putting the light on before doing so. He is aware of my sight problems; bless him. 
night pouch attached to the day bag. 
on or running
I thought the entire sky looked so much like the surface of a planet at first, maybe the moon’s? With possible lava coming from underground.