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I enjoyed writing this. Why? I’ll tell yers! Despite feeling a little out of sync & balance when I woke, as per usual, several new problems had started arriving shortly afterwards; the greater part of them, with much-appreciated help from Jenny and Carers’ Ejaz and Mizra, were solved! And each in a short time. The misplacement of the Kodak-Tim-2 camera wasn’t sorted until late afternoon. I’ve got some used and unused graphics to give the blog a bit of colour, and I hope some humour as well.
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0655hrs: I stirred back into imitation life, feeling a smidge groggy. As I was taking off the night bag from the day Catheter bag, I anticipated the inner rumbling would arrive to send me to the Porcelain Throne, as it had done for the last four days. Buy, no. In fact, it is now gone 19:00hrs, and I still haven’t passed a sausage, or even visited the Throne. Not that I minded, after the two cases of involuntary emissions from the rear end, and all the pain of cleaning it up.
It took me an inordinate length of time to get Google to open again. Frustrating, this and all the other problems I’ve had with the computer. I expect it will pack up on me soon. But at least Carer Mizra will have a look later.
Ejaz arrived as I had just got the Ode started. Goes without saying, but the blue screen came on a couple of times, and I had to turn everything off, losing the two hours of work I’d done on the blog Ode. Ejaz gave me the prescription medications and did a full-body check, applying Cetraben, Barrier, and Germolene creams where needed. Phorpain-Gelled the right shoulder, and under my man breasts.
I got the computer working again, well, I just rebooted it, and was in the process of struggling to get Google to open again, and Jenny rang as Carer Mizra arrived. I’ll ring her back when Mizra has done his thing… I thought. Turns out that we’d agreed yesterday that Lizea would take me to the computer shop, and, of course, I’d forgotten about it. So, it was a mad rush for me to get readied in time for us to catch the bus. Mizra said to leave the computer, helped me get dressed and get the walker ready to use, and off we went to the bus stop. To make things a smidge worrying, I could not find my flat keys and fob! Mizra said he would lock up using the keys from the safe on the wall outside. We hastened to the bus stop along the front of the flats. I was struggling to breathe with the rushing, but it had to be done. Mizra went ahead as the bus arrived, but it took me a few minutes to catch up. But nobody complained, just gave me irritated looks. Haha!
We got off the bus at Sherwood. Mizra stopped me from falling over getting off the bus, bless him. We walked down to the Computer Shop, and Mizra spoke with Asif. Plans were made for someone to call at the flat to assess the status of my computer and let Asif know so he can get a replacement with more power and memory installed. Times and dates I can’t recall, but I’ll check with Mizra later tonight.
Coming out of the Computer shop, Mizra took me to the Continental food store to buy some food. I’m glad to say the cash card worked.
We’d just missed a bus back, and Mizra would not let me try to walk back up the hill. So, we waited for the bus. Up and back to the flat, up the lift and inside. Mizra put the food away as I started a search for my keys and camera. No luck with either.
When Mizra departed, he said he was sure that Ejaz would find the camera and keys.
I got the jacket off and dressing gown on, and sat down on the c1966, £300 Oxfam charity shop-bought, wincingly grotty, beige-coloured, crumb-covered from my nocturnal nibblings, itch-making, uncomfortable, positively unhealthy, and dangerous, no longer operational, virus-breeding, easy-to-fall-out-of, catheter-tube-trapping recliner to do so. And felt a lump on the cushion with my bum… it was the missing Kodak-Tim-2 camera! So I put it to use on the purchases that Mizra made possible.
They had some Sokolow foods to die for in stock. Silesian chicken sausages, Polish pork & beef grill sausages. And a Pork Loin smoked ham, absolutely delicious! Expensive, mind you. I’ve not found any for over a year. Soft bread rolls. Halal lemon wafers. Hard green tomatoes, I do like them so. And a box of Dutch soft cheese triangles with four flavours.
I called Jenny with the news about the computer.
Then took some shots of around the flats,
Front car park,
End car park…
Eerily quiet?
Towards Sherwood.
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Mizra made his last call. Assisted me in preparing my meal of the day. Told me the man will call about the computer on Tuesday or Wednesday.
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Stopped the blog and got the chips in the oven.
And watched football on TV.
Back in the morning – Hopefully.
I’m back, but it took until the dawn of the evening.
Carer Mizra helped me make the meal. Spread the cobs for me, and checked on the chips I was about to get in the oven as he departed. Bless him. Got the chips cooking, closed the computer, ran a virus scan, and it was time to serve the meal. Two Silesian sausages, soft cheese-filled bread rolls, and oven chips. I took this snap of it. And settled to eat it. It tasted very nice, good in fact.
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May Your Bread Drop Butter-Side Up!
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Two snaps were t
The oddest mixture was released on my Porcelain Throne visitation.
A different angle of the end car park was taken on the balcony. Despite it raining, I saw no 
mud slide on the ground. Well, a little bit. Then to the kitchen to take this shot of the front car park. I regret doing this. As I closed and twisted the window handle, the ribs kicked off with more force.
Ejaz next call and we had a bottle of Malt each, and a quick natter. Mostly over my concern that we must talk to my bank manager tomorrow, without a doubt.
Later, the rain returned. I took this shot through the closed window in the kitchenette.
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took later escaped into the ether from the camera’s SD card. I went onto the balcony to take a shot of the flats’ end car park. I got the idea that we may have had a drop of rain overnight. I might be wrong. 
Hehe! 
I made a strong brew of Glengettie tea as Carer Ejaz arrived. Medications. Socks taken off, foamed and creamed the toes and ankle. Fresh socks back on. Phorpain gelled the back and the right Shoulder.
During which the food delivery arrived. 
As clear as mud to me.
As expected, I did the same thing, so I consulted the saved advice as above. Another age lost trying to work out what I could gain from the advice given. Not a lot. No choice but to turn it all off and try again. So, I did.
out of whatever had gripped me, I saw two paramedics and had a heart thingy on my arm. 
soup meal made when Ejaz came. I think.
As recommended by Ejaz, I deserted the computer and got my head down early. Taking this snap of the night as I washed the pots. The bed seemed so welcoming and comfortable tonight. Zzz!
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The soggy, yet lumpy H-bomb shapes that were evacuated consisted of four bombs, each one breaking up on contact with the water. I don’t suppose you needed to know that. But with me having a regular, almost daily, different class of evacuation material, it is a curiosity to me. The Doctor is interested in this. She’s not concerned about my Peripheral Neuropathy, Pete, Sandra’s Seizures, Fractured-Knee-Frank, Lymphorrea- Leslie, Shuddering-Shoulder-Shirley, Back-Pain-Brenda, Cararact-Katie, Mechanical-Aorta-Alfred, Little-Inchys- Fungal Lesion, Harolds-Haemorrhoids-Bleeding, Memory-Mangling-Malcolm, Diabetes-David, Cartilage- Chloe, Colin-Cramps, Glaucoma-Gladys, or about Ingrowing toenail Unguis-Incarnate-Iris. 
I took some kitchenette window snaps. The first one to the right, where tha rising sunshine from the back of the flats had not reached yet.
You can tell with my mental problems, I pray I’ll never need to try these. Some look easy, but most of them leave a brain haze & fog in an instant.
More space in the balcony now that Jenny
Work was lost when the computer went down. Sob!
I’ve no idea how or why, one minute I was between the bed and the non-working recliner on my way to the door… then found myself face down on the floor. I’m certain I felt hitting the bed, then the chair, then the floor. So it was not a seizure; otherwise, I would not have remembered it. I could not manoeuvre myself out to get to the recliner to drag myself up. I felt something in my pocket as I fumbled about trying to move; it was my mobile. So I rang Ejaz, but there was no answer. 
Biscoff bickies, hard, but I can manage them when they have been dunked in a mug of strong Glengettie or Cooperative 99 tea. Soft mini-roll cakes, Polish chicken sausages. Cheesey nibbles, Ketchup, & potato soup. Mouthwash, hot dogs, grapefruit drink, seaweed crispies, no-butter butter, and soft goats cheese.
Teatime photo
A poor photo of the potato & onion soup.
The first two still looked a little artistic.
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I took some morning view photographs. I chose the ‘through window’ option. But forgot to take the flash off. Hence, some interesting artistic shots capture the reflection of the inside of the kitchen interior. Haha!
state. I pressed on and got the night Catheter bag off, and went to make a brew, but diverted to the Porcelain Throne. Not watery as it has been, but soft, gooey and sticky, and all over on one long fill-the-bowl session.
That was the end of my plans to have a stand-up wash and shave;
I took some more morning views. Without the flash this time. Oh, dear, another cock-up! I’ve put the same photo on twice and deleted the other to save space.
again. Jenny put a plaster on my hand, bless her. Knocked a little bit of the scab off. Along with the new back pain, poor Jenny was coming up to meet Ejaz, and he hadn’t come or answered when she phoned him, likely with a client. 
The days were late to light up, but it soon became sunnier at times. And Jenny and I had a little chinwag. She is such an understanding Angel. I’d be lost without her advice and help. 🌷🎀💟 Jenny asked me to ask Ejaz to phone her when he arrives to arrange another meeting, about setting up her old mobile phone she is gifting me, with Ejaz.
I got the computer back on without any hassle and checked whether I had used the snap of the clouds on the left in yesterday’s blog. I had! But being a pareidolias delight, I thought I’d put on bigger anyway. I can see a face with eyes, nose & mouth. And a rocket of some kind is launching. What can you see?
I knew and know that situations like this are being imposed on the proletariat, the elderly and the mentally disturbed… on anyone gullible and powerless to resist, every day. 
Mash with cheese, garden peas, tomatoes and wholemeal rolls. 
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Today was bad enough, gut-wrenching, piteous, and wretched. By the time I got around to starting this blog on Saturday morning, up until about 03:00hrs, hope had returned, and it seemed I was at last going to make some progress with it. But No!
Finally got to bed.
Waking up views…
I didn’t, and still don’t know what I did wrong!
Ejaz rushed to clean, dry, and medicate my feet and ankles. There was no b
No doubt about it, no question.
End car park, it looks a
Sheer frustration made me take this shot.
I turned on the TV to watch some Heartbeat.
A new world record… for me anyway.
A snap here, of my right leg.
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Late morning, mist lingering late today.
This is a log of Goat’s cheese, delivered tonight, and I could not recall ordering anything at all.
Evening view.
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I managed to make a cock-up with the follow-on Poo-test. I thought I’d taken the envelope and swab thingy into the wet room with me. Constipation Conrad was in full control today. I made three attempts to force things along, but on the second fail, I could not find the swab pot thingy. I searched all over, but failed to find it. All these worries add up. affecting my outlook and mood. Just when I had cause to cheer up, something went wrong again. Like me, leaving the hot water tap running to go cold, AGAIN. Luckily, after I’d washed and shaved. I was washing the socks when the nurse arrived. Broke my concentration; it takes very little to do that nowadays. Humph!
Nurse Rebecca arrived. Nice to see her again. 
No butter-buttered bread with cheese spread.
Not very good, the best I could do.
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Sorry, but today’s busy planned and unplanned schedule was stored in my reminder notepad, but much of it is unreadable because so many things happened straight after one another. Things may be of of sync chronologically; some may be missing; some I hazarded a smidgen of guesswork to identify. It did not help with the activities of the day ending so late. Meaning I didn’t get around to doing this blog until Friday morning, after the Carers had been, and a one-hour failed visit to the Porcelain Throne. I’ll have to shorten a few of the event details, partly due to my inability to decipher certain words, and the cataracted eye deciding to give me foggy-bother so early in the morning. Plus, if I tried Roget it in its usual humour-traitedness, I would not have time to get it done by Friday or Saturday…
ch off, and visited the Porcelain Throne. No torpedoes this morning. 
took it to Dilan, I saw there were only three tablets in the box. I asked if we have any on order or coming that will get here before I run out of the second most important of my medications. He did not know. He rang someone but did not say who, and said, “Well, you’ve got three days yet.” I went on my NHS App, but each time it was not used, three minutes the first one, I had to go throughthe bother of logging on again, getting a code via Email, inputting it into the app, and three minutes of searching to try and find details of my prescriptions, I was blocked again and had to go through the procedure for a third time. I tried a fourth time. Found the prescriptions and checked on the Bisoprolol name to order it. Then had to fill in why I was making the request. As I was typing in, only three tablets left, I was blocked yet again. I gave up, not knowing whether my request had gone through.
en me do it.
toying with me. I do get confused at times, usually after one of my rare, ‘With-it-Moments’. Which I had when noticing the tablet shortage.
. A sweetheart she is. She’s helped get me noticed by calling Age UK and getting the ball rolling on assessing and determining whether I’m eligible for extra help. She advises me with logical, coherent tips and dos and don’ts. 🎀 Understands exactly how my disabilities affect me. And is the only person to do so, about the seizures. She also offered help when the Carers cannot find time to do the laundry. Bless her Cotton Socks! X
I did take a photo of the view through the kitchenette window. Seeing it now, not too bad a one.
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Had a clean up, and headed into the kitchenette to put the kettle on.
Warmer now, so I went onto the balcony to take some pictures as the fog started to fade, and the odd glimpse of sunshine was breaking through occasionally. The mudslide seemed large, with no rain having fallen. Not so busy today, I regretted saying that later on.
I went to answer the phone, well, the mobile, I knew it would not be Jenny, but I just missed the call, they stopped as I opened the mobile.
Finally, at long last, I got the computer going, oh, Dearie me! It got stuck when booting up. My heart sank.
Ejaz came again. Set up the other shaver for me and showed me how to use it, as he left to take the laundry down, I tried the computer again. And…
It came on! So too did…
are back bothering me. 
Wonder if the sunset woi;; get through tonight? A
hit me. It could only have been for a minute, if that, but it took ages to recover. I had a few more short ones later and was in bed. I recovered each time more quickly than this one.
I went to get a bottle of spring water and saw the laundry bag had not been emptied. Sleeves inside out. socks twisted together, they took a lot of sorting out, and with it being late, and my cataracted eyes as usual got worse the more tired I got. I left it because I couldn’t see which socks were which to pair them up. I’ll ask the Carer on the last call to sort them. They used to do that, but have stopped recently with all the other jobs they have on, not their fault.
I went to see what fodder was available for my evening feast. I also feasted on the lovely view of the sun fighting its way through as it went from view.
Made my vegetarian meal with care and attention. Boy, I was looking forward to eating this one with baconless bacon, garden peas, seaweed, mushrooms and a vegan lemon dessert.
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