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Another number 5 colour rating for the overnight pouch contents. For some unknown reason, there was not very much of it this time.
A kitchenette shot of the morning view. Yes, it was raining again. The horison was misty with it, at the same time. Blotchy spots, again.
A few hours later, the rain was beginning to die down as I snapped this photograph.
Gave myself a little toe-stubbing as well.
Our famous mud-slide at the end car park had spread well.
Talking of spread well, I adjusted my order for Tuesday from Asda, adding some 
Marmite Spread and the delicious No-Butter butter from Flora. Great on sarnies, especially tasty when mixed into the boiled or baked potatoes. Yummy!
As the late afternoon brightened up, I was pleased to report that an array of adorable clouds was on view. Pareidolia’s Delight. I could see a whale and various animal heads and faces. But not when taking the shots. But afterwards, blown up in CorelDraw.
ACCIFAUXPAS:
Getting the chips out of the oven. I burnt a finger again on the oven tray racking. But it’s worth mentioning, really, 
compared to the last time I did it, which must have been about two months ago now. I don’t think the scar will ever disappear from this one.
The third visit to the Porcelain Throne.
Another messy, Trotsky Terence in charge affair. The other two were similar.
Little Inchies fungal lesion had been leaking blood again. It had soaked the PPs, and I had to ease them off, pulling more hairs out with the dried blood. Then, I had to clean things up, medicate the lesion, and get fresh PPs on. That was more painful than treating the lesion!Ā But only just.
This is interesting to me anyway because I can’t recall taking the photo at all, let alone why I snapped this view. What was in it? It’s aĀ mystery.
While waiting for the chips to cook, I took two snaps of the pretty view from the kitchen window.
The blotches on the pictures are included, free of charge.
I thought these looked relatively peaceful and restful. I’m not sure why, though.
I agree that it is not precisely an imitation of the Gordon Ramsey-designed and made meal. In fact, it’s a commoner’s nosh: sausages, garden peas, chips, and sausage-sized rounds of Milk Toll loaf to be dipped in pickle-flavoured tomato ketchup. For afters, there is a Muller lemon dessert. 
Not bad at all!
A final blotchy shot of the sky after I’d got it all on a tray. I went back to the TV to watch the England match. And that was a disappointment, but at least they won, only on points.
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03:00 hrs: I bounded up from the bed and did 100 press-ups, 200 toe-touches, and then minutes of shadow boxing. This was followed by… Well, alright 
then… 03:00 hrs: I reluctantly woke and took off the nocturnal catheter pouch. And hobbled to the wet room and the Porcelain Throne. A messy affair again, all over in seconds, but it took ten minutes to clean myself and WC up after the event. I didn’t have a wash, but a rinse, no shaving done, and the teggies were 
armpits. The red eye had all but gone this morning. Harold’s Haemorrhoids were Germoloided. The barrier cream was applied to the lower regions and to my massive, wobbly belly folds. 
No sunshine out yet. Apparently we had little rain overnight, judging by the lack of mudslide in the end car park area. There was much vehicular activity
It went even darker later on.
The intercom chimed out; it was the Low-Cost Food delivery driver; I let him in.
Aha, we had some rain, and the end car park mudslide was soon showing. It’s about time we had a drop of rain, I thought. 
going to get shortly!
The rain came again on and off over the afternoon.
I made an order for Asda for next Tuesday. Then went to make a brew of Glengettie tea.
I’d like to offer a piece of advice on the Health & Safety aspects of making a brew of tea. 
I used a bamboo skewer pointed stick to stir the mashing, and you should get a sneeze coming on; it would be better if you put down the stick before covering your nose as one sneezed! Still, the little plaster fitted over the mouth and stopped the puncture from bleeding for me. But it could well have been worse, you know. I may have stuck it up my nose, Hehehe!Ā 
The sun actually got through late on in the day, and the previously hidden blue sky peeped through gaps in the clouds. Very pretty!
The rain came again for a while. Stopped, and was on and off for there’s of the night long.
chocolate bar from Cadbury’s. This is a photo of the 1980s Top Deck as it was before being taken off the market. As I recall, it was a favourite of mine back then. It said the cost at that time was 15p a bar. I wonder what it will cost this time.
THe last photo after I’d had my nosh. Which I definitely recall taking a photo of… but it has gone off into the ether of the camera again!
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helped with domestics. Mopped the kitchen and wet room floors 
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I emptied the pouch, made up a bag of all the bin bags, and left it near the front door.
same time. Just as I passed the wet room. Nice and convenient that was. This session was almost identically as messy as yesterday’s, but boy, did it funk more! Yes, it did! I did my teggies and washed, medicationalisationing various bodily parts in need. I had to put some cream on my underarms; they were red and so painful when I moved. But I could not remember which cream to use. Over the last few days, I tried the acne cream, but it made them worse. Th
Doctor for me, and ask for some more suitable cream to use.
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kneecap. Should Saint Peter send me back to earth at the gates, I’ll ask if I can become a Doctor this time, a Neurologist and Psychiatrist. Just in case I need to self-treat myself in the next life. Cause nobody is interested in this life. In fact, I’m even losing interest now. 
I took this terrible picture from the kitchen window as I made a mug of Glengettie tea. The urologist only allows two cups a day, but over the last three 
days, I’ve only had one! I just seemed to go off of it. But the pangs returned today, and I think I had four mugs of tea. To assuage my guilt, I usedĀ Lacto-free milk. Most of the tea went cold, as I kept making mistakes and errors on the blogging!
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again. A bit of a mess again.
arrived a little late, he said the timings had changed again. No one told me other than Shaq. Medications, diabetic socks put on, and we had a little natter.
Nine items were unavailable! I thought about this later on. I suppose with it being full cases, they may have been available only at the shops, not on deliveries? I made up the minimum order and sent it off. I forgot about the potatoes I’d thrown away that had gone off, so I amended the order, adding a bag.
arrived to do the medications and some domestic work. Jenny was her usual jolly self. She mopped the kitchen and wetroom floor at my behest. And had a quick hoover around the place for me. No financial help this week.
The subsequent catheter day pouch emptying went differently.
Afternoon and late afternoon photographs of the view from the balcony window here.
came in. Medications were given, and I took his Health checks, blood 
pressure, temperature, and pulse rate. He had a very high diastolic of 92, which worried me a smidge. I’ve had higher, but that is to be expected with my problems. After the lad had gone, I analysed the results on the NHS site. It came back as Hyper One Low. So, it was not as bad as I’d expected. His SYS was lower, which balanced it a little, I think.
I pressed with making a pig’s-earhole of the blogging.
with the picker-upperer to retrieve a tablet and bits of silver foil on the carpet… 
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were the most significant handicap. The pain even had me wincing! After repeated failures to get up using the recliner and 
, I was on the verge of pressing that alarm wristlet. But I knew what would happen if I did. The operator would ring for an ambulance. They did this on the last two occasions I’ve tumbled. The first one, a bad one, I lay on my back. The lady rang for an ambulance and kept checking on me. Not that I could hear her, flat on my back, with the microphone facing upwards on the cabinet. As with every call, all I needed was for her to ring the Carers and ask for help getting me back on my feet or in a chair. 4 hours later, the ambulance had not arrived, and I somehow got through the agony, from sheer desperation really, cause the Catheter bag was chocker-block, and I feared it would burst.Ā Ā 
operational, virus-breeding, easy-to-fall-out-of, Catheter-tube-trapping, recliner. I had to sit there for a while to recover from my efforts and the pain. I found theĀ 
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on my right foot took the lead as the primary pain player!
, I treat them with mere frivolity flippancy and see the amusing funniness they can cause.Ā 
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I turned off the computer and gingerly hobbled along with my walking stick 
to the 
Here’s the nosh.
The last picture was taken when I was busy washing up. The red area under both armpits began to sting again.
This was an easy one; even with Cataract and Glaucoma problems, I found them within 10 seconds. 
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Late morning shots.
Med-morning urine – definitely blood in there!
Forced Missen to tidy the bed.
Took three snaps from the balcony Ahead, down and right.
The sun was covered for a while.
Put this old graphic on for some reason, or maybe it was no reason. Can’t think why.
Oh, dearie me. I felt the wet, warm sensation emanating from the Little Inchies area. The fungal lesion was bleeding now,
I made a CorelDraw graphic using part of one I made last month. Was I trying to get a laugh, maybe?
I missed the star, Humph!
I did make a little 
Took me belatedly into his grasp! 
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with blotches.
I was going to try the new Tena pants… But I realised I had some of the bulky Morrison ones to use up.
So, I adorned them instead.
The first day-pouch emptying was a mammoth event.
Front car park view.
I prepped some vegetables, which are ready to go in the oven later. I’ve added carrots, swede, red onions, potatoes, and leeks, and I will add some tomatoes later. Then, I looked at what I could add to it in the meat department. I’d got some veggie sausages and a Cornish Pasty. Undecided, I thought I’d make my mind up again later on. It was far too early to get the veg done, so I covered the round oven dish and food in foil and put it in the fridge so it kept fresher.
While catching up on the blogging, the mouse stopped working, and the keyboard went on strike, too! 
done either, and I turned everything off as the MS option buttons were not accessible!
taken from the kitchenette window;Ā the one on the left was from the kitchen window.
, everything was working again? I was Ogleboggled!Ā But pleased!
The clouds were thickening, but still no rain.
come back on in the morning. I added some sugar snap peas to the oven dish and got it cooking in the oven.
I photographed the beautiful blotchy sky shot of the sun going down.
later, for the last call, he took off my socks for me and put on the night pouch.
I pottered about cleaning up the mess I made while I was doing the meal. Then I took this ‘blotch-hiding’ picture of the early morning view from the kitchenette.
My eyes are perfect, but why has the red kettle been ringed? It looks the same to me.
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Sorted out the nibbles stock & reloaded the Carer table pots.
Carer Chris arrived while I was doing my ablutions. He pointed out that the neck shaving I thought I’d just finished doing was not shaved. Thanks to Peripheral Neuropathy, Pete, I cannot always have a sense of feel when touching things;Ā as today, I couldn’t feel the stubbles of neck hair that I’d missed. So he got the razor and saw them off for me. Thanks, Chris!
Amazon Delivery.
Nappies… I mean, Protection Pants
Nappies stored below the drinkie-treats.
Expensive Diabetic socks. But it is worth paying the extra for these Diabetic Snob Socks. Work a treat, comfortable too!
Pareidolianiable and Bootiful.
I made an order with J Sainsbury’s for next week. I hope that 
they have some Lemon Tartlets and Maryland Vegan cookies in stock this time.Ā 
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with Kodak-Tim of the morning view and realised it was only 05:00 hrs. I decided to have an early wash and shave, being as I was feeling almost chirpy. (I knew it couldn’t last, so I made the best of it.)
kettle on the boil.Ā 
My previously rare morning zest was flattening down now, and 
Then I decided a darn good wash and shave was called for. So, I took off my dressing gown and wobbled along to the wet room. The wobbling was caused by the catheter fitted yesterday, which has a thick, massive, long tube. The release valve tap was so low down it rested on my foot! It was not easy to reach down to empty it, which was my first task 
as I got inside the wet room.Ā 
was again in full control of the evacuation. Cleaning up was a heck of a job, and it was difficult with the long catheter on and using the walking stick.
later when I got around to uploading the photos. I dropped Kodak-Tim from the dressing gown pocket later, and while making sure nothing had broken, I took the selfie above, catching the image in that shaving mirror, Hahaha!
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Then, I decided to mop the kitchen. I used the Flash speed mop for the jobāaĀ mistake that was!
Now, my mood was almost reversed to what it was earlier. I noticed many bits of something very small still stuck on the floor, and a Carer mopped it last 
found somewhere to lean again, to bend painfully down to hand wring the mophead. I even got Kodak-Tim out a few times to record my progress. Now, I was 
worried about my sanity. 
, sod-it! The Google and Firefox thingies went down at the same time on me!
sounded. It was the delivery of Medical stuff from Vyne. Boy, did it take some sorting out?
the computer, too.
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They look awfully complicated to me. But, then again, so do women, Putin, arithmetic, Judges, the Conservative Party, and Doreen Dementia.
Ah, I recognised the painkiller jet thingies that the nurses shoot down Little Inchie when they have to put new tubes into him. Oh, they are good! Haha!
Leicester Cheese to the mix. I added some freshly boiled water and was about to set it to give it all a good mixing. 
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Templates had to be made. Took me hours and hours!
Ready-made smoked haddock meal tonight.
Sadly, I didn’t enjoy this.Ā Humph!
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05:15hrs: I stumbled out of the bed, which I couldn’t recall getting into, and was on the bottom of the fall bar. I laughed it off. 
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It was in the same mode as the earlier one. I had a wash and got the medicationalisational needs tended to
Chloe and Carole
little delicate when I lifted the leg or genuflected that knee.Ā 
getting the mature, expensive nappies on. I mean, Protection Pants on. Haha!
The food order arrived.
No shortage of feed now. Cornish Pastie, Lamb & Beef patties. Turkish beef, potato rostis, potato hash browns, Vegetarian sausages, Surimi chunks, whole milk, spring water, medical plasters (I shan’t be eating these!), cans for treats, and a few pots of baking powder. Oh, and pork pies.
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I was still looking.Ā Haha!
I Kodak Tim’d a final horizon shot of the ribbon of unique colours on view from the kitchen.
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Quickly done, it’s so late already, sorry.
At first, I was worried about the urine being so dark, but I realised it must have been the kerfuffle when I fell in the wet room yesterday, so I’ll not fret yet.
The NCC electrician called. She was a friendly gal who quickly replaced the socket. In appreciation for her help, I was given a nibble and drink. I’ll have to get a new lampshade.
The plaster on a mammoth, massive 2mm wound on my head was showing a little blood, but not a lot, as Paul Daniels used to say. Hehe! The Carer 
took these photographs using Kodak Tim. The redeye looked to be well-receeded. Did I spell that right?Ā Changed it.
Took a snap of the lovely streaky clouds on view.
I gave the new cheapo camera to Carer Chris. It is no good keeping it. The handle allows two fingers to go through it. The battery cover is loose and very delicate. I shall continue with Kodak Tim despite the occasional blotches that appear in the pictures. And the USB connector it very stiff to get in and out of the camera. And there is no lens cover on it, with fiddly tiny 
buttons. I think maybe I bought a child camera. Still, that suits Chris. His missus can have it. He likes it too! Good for him.Ā 
I pressed on with the Ode, not even started on the blog yet.
Note that the smudge or blotch is back on the screen and photos again. A smidge disappointing cause I thought that these two photographs 
came out okay; otherwise.
Wonderful Cloud Formations.