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This may sound odd (but not to me), but it is true.
For most of today, I’ve felt like a malcontent, grinch, drag, miserabilist, doom-sayer, inconsolable and pitiable, sad, comfortless, inadequate, mardy, shameful, irrational, and an old self-deprecation-ridden misfit with the mopes.
Moments of depression like never before.
And yet, there were moments of almost the reverse. I’d lose the prophet of Doom mode entirely. Finding myself singing, unworried, accepting, almost uncaring of what was happening?
Naturally, these sessions of freedom were in the minority.
But, so welcome while they lasted.
Concentration and confusion seemed to intertwine.
After a Caregiver called, I had an hour of uninhibited, sod-them-all pleasure. Up to now, I’ve only had two photographing sessions. Hell, it’s raining again, as it did earlier. I’ll get the camera out and go on the balcony again. See if the mudslide in the third car park has started yet.
It’s been a befuddling day. I feel that something is going to happen shortly that will be life-changing. E.Q. tells me this will not be a medical or physical problem. He’s rarely wrong, and I get a ‘within 48hrs warning from somewhere.
This does not bode well.
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Back to darker again.
NUFFIN!
I took a series of Kodak-2 shots from the kitchenette window.
The first one shows mist in the distance. The M1 motorway is just out of view over the horizon.
The second shot is not a good picture by any means. A smidge on the blurry side. But you can’t win them all, can I? Hahaha! The third effort taken, I zoomed in on the Nottingham City Hospital, which brought to mind the waiting list I’m on for the
For a bladder check-up, I’ve forgotten the name of the procedure.
Then, there is another close-up of the local dwellings nearby.
Finally, I took a shot down to show the Chestnut Way front car park. Or at least part of it.
I hit my head, closing the window. Hard to believe, I know!
Made a start on the blog updating.
Raining shots with the spare camera.
From the balcony this time.
Another no evacuation evacuation.
A little more rain.
An early, tasty meal.
Obviously, the blanks and seizures were rampant. Thus, there are no details or exciting bits to add.
Did anything I miss happen today?
The photos are 85% skies?
Still, the state I was in could be worse.
Ah, missed the sun on its way down.
It didn’t get through often today.
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Constipation Conrad was still in full charge of the evacuations. I had to do the ablutions so late at night that I had to contain the urge to howl out with the pain! Before things started moving, I had a go at the crossword and got four answers. 👌 
And I had a cut-less shave! 
👍🏻The showering had a couple of dodgy moments, but no 
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The only bit of farce was when I was trying to reassemble the catheter contraption. I struggled with the strap; I’d threaded it in okay, but when I stretched the retaining strap to tighten the grip, it shot out of my hand, through the plastic buckle, and straight 
into the WC!
The medicationings went well. Well, not applying the Daktarin cream to Little Inchys Fungal Lesion, but that goes without saying, really; Every morning and night, I have to go through this, although short-lived, agony!
I took this snap from the kitchen window after the ablution session. It took me 95 minutes; it was well past midnight. I opened a can of lager shandy and got on the computer to finalise this blog. I might even finish it and post it.
My involuntary anticipatory anxiety remains strong.
I’m nervous. Worried. Unsettled. More than usual. Tsk!
TTFNski!
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Oh, a much better colour!
I felt sorry for the poor birds out there trying to keep their nests in the trees and find food for their young.
Then I felt sorry for myself.
Took this snap of three little dogs on their morning walkies.
Second attempt on the loo.
ARRGH!
Still awaiting the sun to come out to play.
Made a brew and got a visitor. Doing the carer’s assessment.
I mentioned the wind coming through the kitchen windows and vent, is was damned cold in there. Not thinking, of course. It’s nowt to do with Meridian. I bet he thought, “Hello, I’ve got the right one here!”
The clouds thickened a little, and the sun forced its way through minutes later.
Beautiful!
This thermometer was in the kitchen, leaning against the kettle, showing 58°f. Brrr!
came on. No long ones. But repeated short ones, to be honest, the next two hours are a bit vague at best. Part of the mysteries of Woodthorpe Court, with the hobgoblins, spectres, gnomai, phantasms, ghosts, the grotesque succubae, extraterrestrials, ectoplasms, spirits, or the Fata Morganas that have been sent to taunt, irritate and terminate my already limited saneness of mind, which is losing its marbles?
Finally, a meal I could enjoy.
Night-night shots are taken within ten minutes of each other.
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It took me ages to encourage it.
First view of the morning.
I enjoyed eating… no, podding the garden peas,
Oh, the moon is right high up in the sky. It must be earlier than I thought? I could see its surface, but the camera did not pick it up at all. Shame!
Computer on, first mug of tea.
At least it wasn’t a giant torpedo this time.
This is the second and last mug of tea of the day. Not much has been added to my reminder notepad. Tsk!
Oh, it’s getting dark already.
I ate all the gorgeous fresh peas that had not been nibbled raw earlier in the day, as well as tomatoes, instant mash, and a vegetable pastie. All went down well!
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do that. The night nocturnal pouch contained a fair amount of far too red urine, which needed to be removed and clinically disposed of.
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worries, frustration, Accifauxpas, and depression. I do waffle on at times; I’ve noticed that.
Recall taking this one, beautiful puffer clouds.
The carer forgot to take the waste bag, so it was no problem. I took them both to the rubbish chute.
The JS order arrived.
Got the pod peas shelled.
A spot of rain; it must have lasted for two minutes.
Well, the sun’s trying for a last hurrah!.
Vegetarian sausages, red onion, fresh garden peas, Marmite cheese, tomatoes & Marmite sarnies with no-butter butter.
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Two hours after emptying the night bag, the urine suddenly flowed. 400ml! Mind you, I had been drinking well. Guilt!
I took these three before the late mist arrived.
Just look at 2nd emptying of the day pouch.
Recharged Kodak two.
I found these not-remembered-taking shots on the SD card of the cloudy evening sky.
I got tucked into it but found the chips were ‘throwawayable.’
The ones left in the freezer will join them in the waste chute in the morning. Otherwise, everything was good.
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took it in turns to terminate any hopes of my getting a decent sleep. It must have been 05:00hrs when I finally got off into Sweet Morpheus land. I recall having to empty the day pouch then. No night pouch, no carer to put it on for me. I hope whoever it should have been has not had an accident or fell poorly. Two hours later, I burst back to imitation life with such a jump, and the back shoulder blade and right leg both got an electric shock up them. In those two hours kip, the 
urine had flowed well, and I had no choice but to get up to empty the day pouch again. And what a colour it was. I poured it into the measuring jug. About 160mm. It looked cloudy with bits in it and too red for my liking.
Indicating that I may find it advantageous to get to the wet room immediately. His gurgling from the innards did the trick. I noticed en route,
from one’s rear end hurt so much? It did feel like a fireman’s hose assisted the evacuating product.
without my ailments and worries. Hehehe!
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I got the spare, reserved camera and took a few snaps.
working, but I had to reset it every time I wrote anything. The background colour—well, getting rid of it was a struggle, so more time was lost into the ether.
A similar outcome to the earlier visit with TT still in control. 
I just turned on the oven to warm up and am going to go on the WordPress reader now. Then, I’ll save everything, close down the computer, and get a meal sorted out. Well, that’s the plan anyway.
It was not such a good Kodak 2 shot of the sun taken tonight, so there is no warranting of a Smug-Mode usage on this one. I can’t find a red-spot option on this new camera. I’m not sure it’s even got one. There are no shoot-through glass or window options to be found either. Shame! But I can’t win them all. (Believe me!)
For tonight’s dinner, I used instant mashed potato again. I sliced some spring onions and added grated Leicester Cheese, onion salt, and sea salt to the mix. The resulting meal was not bad at all. And more manageable on the teeth, of course. I nearly fell asleep eating it, so I put on the TV, which had the opposite effect of helping me stay awake. I drifted into the bliss of sleep with the food tray balancing on my man-breasted pot belly.
gave way.
being less painful, I shouldn’t really complain.
I snapped these late shots while binning the rubbish from the Whoopsiedangleploppery.
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to start, but it kept itching like mad. Carer Chris took a photo of it and asked me if I’d had any stitches on my back. Nope, I didn’t think so. The back was a smidge red, but that would be where I been scratching at the itch. A few hours later, Carer Joanne came and took a look. The marks that looked like stitch scars had disappeared. She said she could see a mole coming up. It beats me what it is, but it kept hurting, getting more tender as I got tired in the evening. Another mystery from within Woodthorpe Court, with the hobgoblins, spectres, gnomai, phantasms, ghosts, the grotesque succubae, extraterrestrials, ectoplasms, spirits, or the Fata Morgana that have been sent to taunt, irritate and terminate my already limited saneness of mind, which is at the stage of beginning to lose its marbles? 
The urine was a little lighter than yesterday.
Yet still hurty!
I went to make a brew of Glengettie. I spotted the second pod pea packet as I got the milk out of the fridge. I could not resist them. I shelled the whole packet, throwing away a good few that had gone mouldy. Another mystery was left unsolved. I dropped about ten peas but found only two to retrieve. Where the hell do they hide?
Morning view.
Yet, another mystery. Why did I put the meat pastie in the cupboard, not the fridge? I found one in the other cupboard yesterday but missed this one. I’d had a seizure but carried on doing things. The Doctor didn’t sound concerned or interested; she just pointed out my age and ailments to me.
An afternoon sky shot.
after four hours. But no, I rebooted it, and all the alarming traits with the texting were back. Shit, Shit and SHIT to CorelDraw!
I’d just taken this shot when Carer Ayu arrived. He could see nothing in my back, but whatever it was hurts more now than earlier. He rubbed some Germolene on it for me, gave out the medications, and was offered a nibble, which he took up three times. Hahaha!
I managed to catch the sun in between the clouds this time. Not too bad an effort, Smug-Mode-Adopted!
again! Three times in a week now. Still, it didn’t bother me in the least. I laughed, called myself a nasty name or two, & forgot everything about it. 
Ahem!
I think I caught my hand on the rack part of the oven rack as last time two days ago, the wounds merged. Hahaha!.
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Amazons Morrison delivery arrived.
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His response while I was working to find a way to get the text right and pointing out the problems to him, swearing a little, was to take my camera and some photos of me that I didn’t find until the morning. Hahaha!
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I’m glad I did when I saw this view of offer.
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Later, I got three more letters arrive, no, four!
I woke with a start at 03:30 hrs, but I soon easily nodded off again. At 05:00 hrs, lightning shot up my right leg from the ankle ulcer. I thought it was just as well, as I felt the rumbling from the innards and swiftly passed some wind. Well, a lot of wind. So, I fumbled about getting out of the hospital bed, but without any falls, sways, or toe-stubbing. This in itself cheered me up a little. Then my innards gave me a suspected it was a false pre-warning of an evacuation imminent. 
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try the crossword book. This morning, I also got several answers in
thought… no, I’m sure I saw a tiny fish-like creature in the bubbles in the porcelain. I fetched Kodak Two and took this picture of the suspected beast in the bubbles. Hehehe! Maybe a worm or something? I thought at the time, I’m going bonkers here!
I took a shot to the left, then to the right of the morning fascinating minimum clouds, with the red hue mixed in the scenes.
I can’t recall taking this shot, which was obviously taken from the balcony. I noticed a lack of vehicles in the end car park today.
I was more compis-mentis now.
balcony looked a lot brighter. Now that tells you something.
I prepped the nosh and started to eat it as Carer Christopher arrived. He issued the medications and put them in the nocturnal catheter pouch.
I went to get the pots washed and caught the tail end of the sunset. First, I took one close-up and a wide photograph. I think I got that about-face?
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‘s attention, the last two morning’s efforts failed. I spent ages waiting and hoping things would activate. I went through the usual routine: I had a go at the crossword puzzle, couldn’t get any clues solved, and moved to an earlier uncompleted crossword (I’ve many of them in the book). I counted the cracks in the ceiling and found 22 today. 
forgetting, losing, confusing time, articles, dates, etc., does come to me naturally nowadays. 
. I knocked the box with the camera gear off of the bed table. I landed on my ingrowing toenail.
I went into the balcony with Kodak Two and took photos of the early morning views. I can’t explain the bonus hue on the right of photo two.
This visit was almost a repeat of the last one, a complete failure. But I didn’t spend so long trying to force the unenforceable to flow.
for an hour or so, I was on the verge of pressing my alert alarm. It seemed to affect me every few minutes, but not for any length of time.
Now, I’m the next stop.
Darer Carer and then Carer Precious arrived.
sure when.
Then, off I trotted to the wet room and Porcelain Throne. Half an hour later, and in more tremendous pain than earlier, I gave up again. “Will Inchy ever have an evacuation again?” Hehehe! I’ve a trick to try that might help for tonight, Chilli-con-carne?
Much to my surprise, when I got back into the main hotel room, I noticed that it had been raining, but there were no signs of any other than on the deck. That shower didn’t last for long. We need more… It’s not often that we can say that in the UK. 
I prepped the chilli meal in the microwave, and it had some chips in it. I also added some defrosted bread to soak up the extra gravy I made and added to it. 
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shop, recliner. To watch an episode of ‘Heartbeat’.
And I woke to immediate panic… Panic? Why? I’ll tell you. Being so deep in sleep, I was aware that the medications had been delivered, and I thought straight away that it was them arriving. I got up quickly. Dizzy Dennis attacked as I got on my feet
