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Another Testing Day of Frustration & Dismay
Blepharitis Infection Eye Gel applying problems. 
brought on a few giving-way episodes on the left leg, which nearly had me over each time. But, somehow I avoided tumbling and having an 
. A close call though.
, the main guilty party is, the 
that was spouting puss a bit today. All of these are connected to 
which indicated that 
was responsible for them all. Schweinhund!
The delectable DVT Warfarin Anticoagulation Nurse came to take my blood for another extra INR test. And welcome she was made! “I’m so glad she did!” I happen to have fallen in love with her... but don’t say anything about this, or you’ll have everyone laughing at me! Hahaha!
She helped me by reading the minuscule writing on the 
instructions.
Which seemed much more understandable now.
Unfortunately, when I tried it later, things were back to normal. What I am doing wrong is annoying not knowing!
Iceland delivery. That’s three delivered this week, an Asda and two Iceland ones. To replace the stuff I had to dish from the freezer when I left the darned door ajar for nine hours and had almost liquid products in when I found out about it.
After two hours on the computer trouble-free.
Another hour and a half and the total to date was…
Up to now, the internet had gone down…
As their adverts say…
Internet Outages Applied by Inchy!
The Opticians called again; it was farcical. I think she said Kara, so I assume she still wanted her to call them?
Ah, well, a quick look at the photographicalisations…
Spouting fluid
Waste Bins Sorted
Early morning kitchen view
I’m not sure why I took this one?
Obviously, I must have been in mid-shave?
After ablutions kitchen view
Went a little dark as the afternoon loomed.
Then brightened up. Bootiful clouds
Slowly darkened as it got later.
delights
.
Later shot, but so lovely to view
.
Late blast from the sun on her way down, Grrreat!
The 18:00hrs Carer called. I got the and the 
put on. The Gel applying, I’ve still not mastered very well.
Turned off the computer…
The final total of the
Failures had reached…
I got the meal prepared and served up!
No fish fish-sticks and fishless prawns. Canned garden peas, nice tomatoes, yellow & red, roast potato chunks done in the oven with olive oils sprayed on them, vinegared and salted on the plate, no sauce needed tonight. I then proceeded to eat the feast… and created a new record!
NEW RECORD!
I was trying to eat while watching the TV… but fell asleep at least five times during eating the food! I might have been more often. Each time I woke up, I had to recover whatever it was that had come off of the tray each time I dosed off, and the tray slipped… 
Peas went off wandering every time, I was still finding them on the floor that had rolled out of view in the morning. Potatoes, tomato halves too. Amazingly none of the no-fish, fish fell?
The last Carer Call. A were new lads today, so I took the opportunity to ask them each to check the taps, heater and fridge-freezer doors for me. We’ll see.
A final photograph from the kitchen window was taken.
How Gorgeous!
I spent a while 
on this one.
For a complete change, there was no 
, 
gave me a break, and 
no bother at all! This time is was the eyes that kept me awake! Both of them felt like there had to be grit in my eyes? Every time I nictated after waking up! I had to give up trying in the end. I sprayed some extra 
on both, but it made no difference; it’s still a painful nuisance this morning. I still think it’s I am applying the wrongly. I must try to get some professional help on this issue. I’m worried that the Cataract operation on the left eye might be cancelled if the infection does not clear up. Sister Jane has the same problem after having her eye done!
♥ Here she is with me in the flat. ♥
TTFNski!
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. A smidgen messy, but no pain and no hæmatorrhœa.
sorted out as soon as I’ve finished doing the Health Checks, and then I’ll get the medicationalisationings done. Owzat then? Me making plans, blimey! 
Not the result I was hoping for; a rather high Hypertension – Two, close to the (Call 999) stage Three. I blame 
and all his extra long all day, and noisier-than-ever bursts of clangs, clanks, Tap-tapping, knocking and drilling yesterday for this! Thanks mate! 
were not playing me up too much – but that was a silly thing for me to say; they can go offline in an instant, and the brain no longer understands the broken messages, and anything can happen then! Wish I’d keep me gob-shut!
The computer was put into sleep mode and off to get them 
done. I’d taken the camera in with me and took a snap of the legs after I’d stripped off; the one on the right is after the session was completed… And I’d heroically, bravely, boldly and stupidly used you-know-who to get the long diabetic socks on. 
! And came out of the battle with only a squashed 
! And a rather large 
was gone into!
started! This is because of the Warfarin INR level is high, at 4.4. (3.5 is the target) That’s why the DVT clinic has reduced the dosage again.
Germolened, Germoloided, and oiled the ear holes. And guess what?
, 
That ignorant slobbovitch from the flat up above kicked off with his banging and knocking again!
top of the high bookcase with Metal Mickeys’ plastic handle on the hard wooden shelves. Trying to imitate the same amount of bangs (18), I counted.
Was beginning to get a smidgen worse as I exited the wet room – Smelling all nice and fresh, the smell of the medications wafting up my nose. I went into the junk room to select the day clothes… and…
! As I was reaching at full tilt to get the jumper from the clothes racking, 
presented me with one heck of an 
. Short & sharp, but it had over, and I fell into the clothes and slid gently to the floor! 
Breaking a few clothes hangers in the process and landing on the right knee, which did not please 
.
.
I was not hurting, apart from 
Woke me up. Issued Peptac, checked taps and stove. Had a mini-natter. Took bags And amazon boxes with her.
01:30hrs: With a jerk, jump and shock! Not the foggiest idea what had caused this rude awakening? but it buggered me up, and I spent the next four hours or so desperately trying to get back to sleep – No chance until about 05:00hrs. Off into bliss!
05:20hrs: I more or less erupted into wakefulness.
as well. Oh, and myself, I suppose!
is yet another possible (definite) reason for my poorlier than it should be, health. Nicknamed Herbert’s real name is John, I think, the protected from criticism, imperviable to criticism, animadversion or condemnations. A superior acting gentleman, urchin. An untouchable, pompous, arrogant elitist!.