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Had some rather Dark urine 
in the night pouch this morning.
But there was a little more than there has been lately.
That was a good sign of hope; that the Finasteride tablets may 
be doing the hoped-for job of shrinking the prostrate, with a view to me being able to wee-wee once again, with Little Inchie direct into the WC!
The ankle and legs looked a lot better this morning. But… the hip joint was genuine agony for me. The rib pains, as are the burning, stinging pains from the 
leg injury and infection, are less frequent.
I soon learned that walking was risky, with the hip partially seeming to give way now and then. Oh, and the pain when it does – ARRGH!
Turned on the computer. I got the waste bags made up, and I thought the hip pains might ease when I hobbled about. But, No!
Went to make a brew, and the Carer arrived. I was in the kitchen, so I didn’t hear the doorbell sounding. Turned around, and the gal made me jump… Hahaha! She helped me get the slippers on.
Had a closer look at the infected wound coin the leg. It looked so much better. The occasional stinging pains still give me some pain and hassle, though.
I spent a few hours catching up on the blogging. Carer Sam arrived. We had a mini-natter; she did the usual for the noon call. Drops & medications.
I went to make another brew, taking a snap of progress at the house, close to the Woodthorpe Grange Park bottom field. Plenty of equipment or parts there this morning.
I had to take the right slipper off. Too painful, as the leg and ankles are beginning to swell up again. Getting as big as the left leg. The hip is just as bad; it’s not 
a good place to be when I stand or brave hobbling. Bit of drizzle, and I espied the mud-slide was relatively wide. Hehe!
I went back to the computer to finish off Friday’s post.
Well, fancy that! That’s not exactly why I thought, but you get the idea, I’m sure!)
So, I went off to visit once more, the 
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Another marathon session… well, not the session, but the cleaning up after the session… if you know what I mean… if you do, please let me know. Thanks!
I finally got the blog sent off to WordPress. A text came in on my new Nokia 90 Hz refresh rate 6.56-inch touchscreen display offering a resolution of 720×1612 pixels (HD+) and an aspect ratio of 20:9. Nokia G42 5G is expected to be powered by an octa-core Qualcomm Snapdragon 480+ processor and come with 4GB of RAM mobile. I may have got the wrong name there?
The night bags are being 
delivered today. Carer Kara ordered them for me. ♥
They arrived at 11:15hrs on the midday Carer Call while Carer Jo-Anne was here.
Raining again.
Made a start of this template.
I took this photo and searched for my missing nail cloppers... no, nail clioppers… 3rd try… nail clippers! Gorrit!
One shot of the houses around about.
A little like an upper-class Coronation Street?
With no Rovers Return, of course!
I thought of some titles for these pictures;
The Invasion of the Grey Clouds!
Grey Aliens Attack!
Is there anybody there?
Grey Clouds Escape?
Aliens Spit Euro Dollar Signs in Attack on Earth!
Maybe not.
Moving forward to take the close-up shot, I accidentally 
& Caught the infected wound simultaneously on the radiator. Which caused me considerable pain as I twisted my left hip in unison.
But, you know me, (Ahem!) it was no bother; I merely laughed it off casually. Well, I did an hour or so later when the Codeines, Phorpain Gel and Hemp had had time to ease the pain. Hehehe!
I hope the Oligarchs pretend connection does not go down again. I must get the food order done. I will try it now; crossed fingers and all that… Huh!.
I started preparing and cooking the nosh; I just had to take a shot of the sky through the kitchenette window. Gorgeous! A
without any doubt.
Not too fancy a meal. But enough for me to enjoy. The soy lemon yoghurt was the highlight of the dish.
Flavour Rating Overall: 6/10.
I hobbled off to wash the pots up and got this photograph of the great, which could almost be a painting, view of the evening sky shot yet again.
What happened after that? I’ve no idea. But I woke up later with the hip giving agony, which is most likely the reason. No choice; I had to take an extra Codeine and Paracetomal to ease things before I could nod off again. Tsk!
The likelihood of unlikely liberalism looming is always liable!
TTFN
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Three Porcelain Throne visits, every one of them Trotsky Terence controlled. (It didn’t half take me a lot of time to clean up after each call!)
Night Pouch.
Photo of yesterday’s meal found.
YESTERDAY’s PAREIDOLIA PHOTO
Many 
failures in the first hour and a half…
View from the computer desk through the balcony.
I went onto the balcony, and the mudslide shot first.
Then the front car park.
3-hours later, the 
Inside of the limb.
With my leg turned in… I’ll not try doing
A good downpour late in the afternoon.
With a special self-treat to follow…
Vegan Icecream!
And very nice too! Not overstrong, perfect!
Total failure count, as of now, only…
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Nottingham Forest legs – Red & White. Hehe! Things seemed to be going well! So I made for the wet room to do me
and to visit the Things went well!
Although 
had the advantage still
after such a good start, the hip started playing up again. Worries me a smidgeon that does. Just my remembering last week’s four tumbles in four days..
, I had to hasten back to the wet room, and Carer Richard arrived as I entered the door limpingly. I muttered I was sorry but have to carry on.
Plenty of images were spotted in these two
Found the photo of yesterday’s meal, but today’s seems to have disappeared now!
Then a wider shot
And it came out in B&W?
This was one of the best ‘Article-Item-Face’ finding pareidolia session photos of the year.
My first thought was the whole picture could be a map of Europe in the future.
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Too dark in the night pouch!
The one and only front room,
Kitchenette
Mini Hallway.
Where…
new day bag for me.
After the ablutions were done, I took a closer photograph of the state of the injuries accrued in the last fall.
Titivated the Nurse, Carers,
Car park on Chestnut Walk.
Domestic Denise arrived and mopped the kitchenette for me.
Another of the mysteries of Woodthorpe Court, with the hobgoblins, spectres, gnomai, phantasms, grotesque succubae, Whoopsiedangleplops, ailments, extraterrestrials, ectoplasm, spirits, Accifauxpas, rent increases, food price hikes, and the Fata Morganas, that have been sent to taunt, irritate and terminate my already limited saneness of mind… 
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A wider shot, and it looks like a ghost’s skeleton to me? 
the clouds.
The white area was still there, face with mouth open this time.
I clearly recall seeing something in this one, worth mentioning 
However… 
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My right leg is not any better.
The mudslide begins.
The Agony!
Third attempt on the Throne with the unneeded time killer.
Midday view
Under the cabinet?
This is going to be fun, all that bending.
for so long, it must have been four hours later when I realised that I’d not moved the food from the kitchen floor! Aargh!
The frozen chips had started to melt.
The ready-prepped spuds.
Cheapo batteries, Curls and baking soda.
The fridge & freezer were well-filled.
Freezer mostly with bread products.
I checked on the day’s outages reported. Then…
🎵And the heavens poured🎵
But only for ten minutes then it came back on…
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Took a picture of the returning rain-covered scene, of some flats balcony and the car park.
The rain returned.
Back on eight minutes later…
Shame! Had to do a complete restart on the computer and Virgin box, but got it back on within 40 minutes.
I posted the blog and was sending an email…
I waited for half an hour, but it wasn’t keen on coming back online again…
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I’ll try again… 
The pain when I moved the right leg was good. I think the infection that is clearing in the toes and foot, is creeping upwards now? A complete reversal now; the left leg has deflated a lot, and the right is warm to the touch, swollen rock-solid, and so painful if I touch it… hobbling about today has been worse than last week. 
The beauty would soon be forgotten…
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The right leg’s red areas continue to creep up the leg.
controlled visit to the 
Made a brew of Glengettie while waiting for the 
of 
failed for a much longer time. 
guilty gits in charge of running both disasters!
I don’t mind admitting, both clips brought tears to my eyes.
With the regular four cookies being dunked!
Nosh was prepared… then burnt…
High in the sky
A little lower…
Nightie-Night Sunshine!
The second effort.
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Going done so often caused me many problems and ultra-frustration. I have used more swear, curses, and words of hatred today than ever. 
I took off the 
None of the 
were leaking this morning. But it looked like the right leg infection was creeping up the chin area.
Took a photographicalisation of the morning’s view..
And a close-up nosey at the house being done up.
Had a mess to clean up. Then got the gown back on. 
So, made another brew, Thompson Punjana, this time.
I started to write down the order for the food I didn’t need, but at that time I didn’t realise I didn’t need it, cause I’d forgotten about ordering the Asda order that I’d done a day or so ago for the next week… I think!
Took this snap of the agony-giving legs. 
owners of 
Far left; the jaws of a creature.
A long mouse lower centre?
Fantastic! A Michelin Man – Bigfoot in the clouds, with a Dolphin jumping out of the clouds to the right! See it?
The pan with the vegetable soup with Borchst added was now a blob of nothingness! I threw away the pan contents, triple-wrapped them into the bin, and washed the saucepan. But, It’s led a charmed life, this saucepan has. The number of times I’ve burnt food in it) Hehehe! Tsk!
against the server trolley wheel and leg.
A great nosh despite all the hassle.
Bootiful! I could see a stretched face in there?
A close-up, taken by accident. 
A wide shot…
A close-up of the orange rift; Is that the word?
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to trickle a little blood. I felt the sensation of the wet warmth from the bum, in the Protection Pants. But I did nothing. 
06:25hrs: I was woken by the Carer. That buggered my extra sleep, Ha-ha! 
drops 
were inserted, with my finger in the appointed corner of the right eye, she left to go on her rounds.
salaried, Herr Fries 
& 
the overburdened gargantuan, but bouncy-fleshed torso. 
against the trolley wheel. Then when bent to have a look… 
As I was ten minutes or so into updating yesterday’s blog, Carer Jo-Anne arrived, as the 
A strange hue in the sky for mid-morning today?
The light shower has stopped.
As I was making the tea, the last but one Carer call was made.
drops, the medications, Peptac… well it’s that horrible flavoured Gaviscon now, and then the 
Very late up tonight, blog addiction again. With the blessed 
I should imagine that the top dog at 
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All the same, he’s a good-looking brute, is he not?
Definitely Thursdays this one above. Hehe!
No, this might be last Thursday…
The colour of the urine in the night bag was a disappointment.
All of a sudden, I remembered taking these after I looked at them. The bottom field was the one above I took mid-morning through the balcony doors and windows. The grass does not look very green; we could do with more rain.
The afternoon’s clouds
This one was a delight for me. I could see tentacles, an animal’s head & shoulders, a ghost and a tea mug.
I could almost taste this again when I looked at it.
I believe the Doctor at the
Got it spot on, when he told me that any pain relief would take a day or two. He was right, too!
The ankle ulcer and swelling are taking their time to die down.
High sunshine out now
I can see the puffer clouds have faces in a couple of them.
I missed the Heartbeat programme in this sneak shot of Carer Chris. Hehehe! As he was putting on the night pouch to 
Gaviscon Advanced. Apparently, it’s cheaper to buy than the Peptac. But… the aniseed flavouring they use in this one, is overpowering the tastebuds! Urgh!
a pathetic internet connection.
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The night catheter pouch colour was better today!
Nice morning, a little windy.
Telly on to watch the news. Of course, I didn’t; I began to get the things ready for the trip out to the medical thingamabob.
Glad to see the treats on the carer’s table had been nibbled at…
or 
maybe both of them had removed the memory of what it was I was going back up to the flat to fetch!
Caught the bus alright. I planned it all out – I should know better that I am capable of making arrangements that work.
Still, I did think at the time how clever I was to work out where to get off the bus, to make it far less distance for me to walk to the UCC building. However…
Hell of a trek to get to the traffic island. To make things worse, as I approached the bend in the road, there were pavements blocked off, road and pavement works and men spraying words of instruction for the location of telephone wires, gas, etc. Having to go on the roadway to get by was sometimes a little hairy. Little did I know what lay further ahead for me!
Anyway, these flowers were beautiful. During my hobble, I stopped many times to look at nature’s plants forcing their way out through wasteland, cement, concrete and paving slabs, but these were special to me. Why? I’ll tell yers…
I accidentally took a snap of the shadow of my bulging torso and the trolley. I was about to try and take a photo of some beetle or other that lay there on the pavement, with people walking by, and seemed unconcerned? I took its picture.
On Thursday, I got more information about these, and why it was alive but not moving. .Carer Richard, always a font of knowledge, told me they were ‘May Beetles’. The males are born, (May to July) and set about breeding, but only once, then they settle down and die. And I complain about things.
Lower Parliament Street
He got a wheelchair, and the student pushed me to the X-ray room for a check to see if any of the three brown toes had been broken. None had. I was student-pushed back in the wheelchair (catching my wound on the edge of a doorway) to the first room, and we had a few words, which for some reason I cannot recall or even guess at, now I’m typing this. 
A contented Inchie makes his way to the chemist to have his prescription filled. Unaware of what will happen, en route!
At the end of the access road, it was blocked off to pedestrians where the new Student Flats are being built. So this meant a marathon diversion for him and Willie, his Three-Wheeled-Walker. Up London Road…
Where the uneven-broken pavement nearly had Willie and Inchie over a couple of times. 
To the traffic lights, over the road and down Station Street, which was ever taking him further away from his targeted Boot’s Chemist!
The old shopping centre was now demolished in Auf Weidersehen style. A walk through gay to the left of the picture led me through to where Woolworths once was, on Chapel Bar.
Every closed-down shop, and there are dozens of them, had several rough sleepers, asking for cash. I felt uncomfortable about this, as I know of some people who make a living doing this, then go home in the morning – one of them is sadly in my family! He makes a lot of dosh, even more now; he’d moved to London to do it and lives in a hotel or youth hostel when not scrounging. His baby face helps him, I think.
Maid Marion Way. More flats were being started for 500 being built! Next to one with 240 already built.
Down to the Slab Square, a once restful, peaceful, pleasant pacifistic, phlegmatic place, of contentment..
It’s not so busy nowadays, with all the murders, muggings, gang fights, Escooters, yobboes and closed shops.
Although the mortgage needed to use coffee shops still do a roaring trade. The unemployed use them a lot.
King Street, or is it Queen Street?
I got up on Upper Parliament Street, feeling a tad drained. Made my way to the nearly bankrupt Victoria Centre, and the Boots Chemist shop appears when I got inside to be getting ready for closing when I got in. Big gaps on the shelves. Getting the prescription made up,. (It will save a carer having to fetch it, and as I was in town anyway.)
Chris shot off to get to work. I poddled in and up to the flat.
Mind you, the good Doctor did tell me they would have no effect on the pain for 48 hours. So, no complaints, I have, after all, been doing some walking this week. 
A nice wide shot.
Then a glorious close-up for me.
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Feet up – kip!