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Up at 04:35hrs. (I thought it was later)
Removed the attached night bag with some effort, from 
. Empted and wrapped the night bag in another bag, and sealed it in the yellow box.
It looked nice and light in the first picture.
I took a second to show the content level.
It now looked darker?
Stripped off to go and to get the ABLUTIONS done. By the time I got inside the wet room, a sudden grumbling from the innards, forced a change of plans, and I lunged towards the much-needed swiftly 
. I half-expected a fully-controlled 
evacuation; it felt solid enough, though, and the current regulation two torpedoes almost shot out, creating a tsunami in the bowl. Six trips to fetch water to refill the not-working, unmended W.C. tank.
Five cuts shaving, all in the neck area. Let’s face it, that should be expected; this is the only area on the head where hairs grow still. apart from the ‘tash, and that is running out fast. Hehehe!
Body wash completed. It is not so easy doing around , or the inserted tube in Little Inchie. Even in the bum cleaning session, I dropped the cloth twice, then got over-enthusiastic and got the external perishers of 
! Tsk!
I struggled to get some cream on the right ankle ulcer.
Looks like it is developing and ready to burst out again soon.
He’s not done this for many a month.
Oh, Sod-It!
Just got the aftershave, and deodorants were used, medicated the various areas in need; and could hardly believe it, once again, the was needed! now in full control. Gooey, yet splattery. What a mess; it took me ages to get the porcelain and, yes… floor, and I cleaned up again!
Then, of course, the job of hauling water to refill the tank.
Got it all sorted in the end.
Got the waste gag sorted and ready to go.
Got the computer on. Carer Kara arrived. Soon got me sorted out. Eye drops, medications, and bless her, she rubbed some
into my back.
No sooner had she gone, than a worryingly third summoning to the was needed. was in full flow now. I’m concerned about going to the hospital in this state… don’t need any more 
in that department! I’ll put some toilet rolls in the trolley.
Made up some Soda water drinks, adding the raspberry flavoured juice in them.
Checked the kitchen. All safe.
Turned off the computer, and started to get the things ready before my last clean-up to set off for the lift.
Sister Jane rang me with news of an incident that has closed part of the City Centre, ST Anns and close to me, Magdala Road!
This is the latest from the BBC
What do we know so far?
Developments in Nottingham are moving fast – and we are working double time to get you the full picture.
Here’s a rundown of what we know so far:
- A 31-year-old man has been arrested on suspicion of murder after three people died in Nottingham city centre last night
- In a statement, the force said it was called to Ilkeston Road in the city at 04:00 BST, where two people were found dead
- Officers were called to a second incident on Milton Street, where a van had attempted to run over three people, who are being treated for their injuries, condition unknown.
- A man has also been found dead on Magdala Road
- Prime Minister Rishi Sunak and Home Secretary Suella Braverman say they are being kept updated about developments
- Chief Constable Kate Meynell says the three “horrific and tragic” incidents are believed to be linked
- Several roads are closed, and public transport services have been suspended
Incident locations MAP
The flats here are underneath the top red sign.
OF course, even if the culprits are caught and given life imprisonment; The murderous themselves, Parole Board animals will ensure they get freed to kill again in a few years!
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Getting ready for the hospital trip was something of a daymare!
❶ Managed to get the trousers. (No socks attempted, no help).
❷ Getting the shoes on was the hardest part, and as gave up, to try again on the first one. 
, the urine flowed from the Catheter! Arrgh!
❸ Had a hell-of-a-mess! Peed on my legs and feet, the trousers, the shoe, and it took so long to get cleaned up…
❹ Then, the trousers were thrown out, and I had to get another pair from the racking – time running out here…
❹ But the fresh pair were too wide, and then I had to get the belt threaded through the hoops. Had to take the trews down to enable access… all the time worrying about another catching of the valve and leak!
❺ Got them back on, and then the challenge of getting the shoes on started again… it was a painful battle, but no help was available; so I pressed on. It took me ages to get them on, and I could not get to straighten the tongue, so I had to wear feet crippling painful shoes all day.
Then a mad rush to get down to the lobby in time. I managed with three minutes to spare, then spent the next ten minutes sitting in the lobby, worrying if, in my haste, I might have left a tap running, or the stove on in the flat… Oh, dearie me!
The 
lift arrived, no signage on it, so I hoped it was them. It was! I got onto the bus, tied down in the seat, for a worrying trip, as the seat was narrow, and pressing against the one in front, threatening to burst or cause to leak from the valve of pouch!
ARRIVAL AT THE HOSPITAL EENT
The driver got us hastily to his next pick up neat Middleton Boulevard. Collected a lady, and on to the QMC...
With him having the lady in the mini-bus, the driver could not escort me to the department needed, but I felt confident I remembered the way from the last visit. (I didn’t, how wrong can one be?) I got in through the doors, and…
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kicked off. Add that there must have been a 
somewhere during the next few minutes, because; The next thing I recall is being on another floor and simply lost! Someone came to me and asked if I was alright. Showed him or her the letter, and told me I wanted the ground floor. Took the lift down, and by the time I got there, my mind was clearing nicely. Found my way to the reception.
I tried to sneak a photograph of the large waiting room. Realising although I’d remembered to take the Kodak, I’d left the SD card in the computer at home. Grrr! 
As the lady told me to take a seat, the Mind-Fog returned. I sat down, and within minutes a lady came to collect me. A stern young lady. Not forthcoming with any details but went through whatever procedure it was checking each eye. Opened the door, pointed to the seating, and said, ‘Wait there’, so I did.
I rearranged tackle to a more comfortable position, I was collected by another medic, and I walked into another waiting room, and took, as instructed, a seat to await being called into the next surgery.
Then someone else came out and took me to a treatment room there. This lady did a few Eye Tests on the machine… 
And on another machine, then eye tests on both eyes.
Both repeated using an.
OCCLUDER
What is the purpose of an eye occluder?
I looked it up: A pinhole occluder (an opaque disc with one or more small holes) is used to determine whether the reduced vision is caused by refractive error, possibly Myopia.
If this is the case, the pinhole will cause an improvement in visual acuity. It improved one of the eyes but not the other, I can’t recall which one, though. My guess is, it was either the left or mayhap the right one! Hehehe!
Back out and led to yet another waiting area. Shortly another lady came to me, to tell me that this was for the last checks, with the lady in charge. Dr Dahlia Said. Off into her office, and some checks made in both eyes with weird squiggly colours and lines flashing. She did not look too happy and silently consulted her computer. Then, gave me the results of all the tests collectively; I may have got things wrong, but this is how I remember it going.
The right eye: with the new cataract: Tiny crack underneath – further investigation needs surgery and an x-ray. It’s possible the cataract will need removing/lasering and a new one fitted; then, a new cornea will need to be put over the eye. Overnight job if done together.
I was given a prescription, to take to the Hospital’s Pharmacy for filling. These will be for two different eye drops: both just for the right eye. The first one will need putting in four times a day, for a month – important you do take them on time and miss none of this first course of drops.
The second bottle of drops, is totally different, which should help during the upcoming surgery. Do not mix them! These are also four a day, for the next month. Take extreme care not to let any of either medication spill on your face.
The left eye: Needs the cataract done afterwards. The
Glaucoma drops are not to be supplied until all is as it should be with my cataracts on both eyes. The main treatment will be just eye drops initially. Hey-Ho!
On my way out, a lady stopped me and explained that my going to the Pharmacy at the hospital at this time, would possibly involve a 5-6 hour wait, as they get very busy. So, we will post, it in the mail to you. So you can leave now. That was extremely nice of her, and I said so. ♥
So, off to the front door forecourt area, without getting lost, I might add. 
I had a farcical chinwag with another old-timer who was waiting for a lift. I’m not sure of what he was saying, any more than he knew what I was going on about. Hehehe! But we both seemed glad to have some sort of a natter, I think.
My lift arrived spot on time. And was driven Stirling Moss-style back to the flat in Sherwood. As we passed the Willow House Chinese takeaway, on Mansfield Road, all illuminated, I really would have loved to get something to eat.
No bother from the usually troublesome flipping bag, when I go out at all. The bag was not half full when I got back into the flat. Which I found 
. Up to the flat. considered calling for a takeaway, but relented.
I called Meridian’s Nightline and told them I was back home from the hospital, and asked them to inform the Carer for me. Which he did. Carer Chris arrived. He arrived ten minutes later. I nearly bored him to death with my tale of the trip to the QMC. Hehe! Medications were given, but no Phorpain Gel, as I forgot to ask him, me wanting to relate the day’s happenings. Haha!
Eye drops were issued. Peptac taken.
THE NOSH
Chips in gravy, two roast potatoes, both done in the microwave.
I’ll not bother with these again. Two wholemeal rolls to soak up the liquid… it was horrible!
Taste rating 3⅕/10. That was generous!
Put the TV on, and fell asleep.
Woken up with Carer Chris returning.
He got the eye drops in and sorted out the night back being attached to the .
An earlier photo that I missed. Tsk!
EVENING ALL!
Wednesday evening by the time I got this done. Humph!
Sleep? What’s that, then?
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Great shade of urine…
The IV bruise looking a little better.
The legs – a little fatter?
Also, better feet and ankle ulcer!
Hard but still messy.
After using the stored-ready water containers to refill the non-working W.C. water tank (Waited Ten weeks for a repair up to now, and not due until July 7th) Thus, I am sentenced to agony on every visit to the Porcelain Throne or WC.
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I rang 
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I tried to sort out the things I need t
Asda food arrived.
The fridge & freezer are full now!
Which, I could swear I made for next week.
I must get a grip on these date mix-ups!
Even more, food is crammed away now!
Started to prepare the meal of the day.
The meal was one of my tastiest yet.
A quarter of the way through it… and
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. She couldn’t get her remote control to change the sound on her kitchen TV. It really bothered her. So I went in to have a look, thinking that the remote might need new batteries. But no! 
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. Carer Richard told me later it was Grade seven on the NHS Urine colour docket. A bit dark? I’ll try to drink more water today.
immediately. So I did. Much less messy this morning. It seems that 
had made a counter-attack for command of this evacuation. I lot of effort was needed from me to get things started and moving. Painful and bloody for 
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Cleaned the backside and ointmentated the rear end with Germoloids.
I found the missing toothbrush after several days of searching. It had fallen or been dropped, of course; out of sight and landed on the cleaning cloth that was a similar colour. I wouldn’t have found it but for a slight 
(Hard to believe, I know!) I dropped the Dettol bottle, bent to retrieve it and hit my shoulder against the sink; that’s when I saw it. I took no chances and used the 
little picker upperer to get it.
losing blood, I must try to be careful. I just hope that 
doesn’t join in with them. Then, I did mayhap the riskiest job of 
every morning; getting the PPs on. Which is always a painful task and often one with 
And not only, but also, I used the cheaper grey ones, which tend to split or tear occasionally, but again; Not this morning!
The sweat rash was less irritating as well this morning.
Even more good luck here; The feet, ankles, ulcers, and water papules were all looking good.
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Even filling the bowls of water from the kitchen to The not-working or refilling W.C. water tank, didn’t bother poor old 
so much as it usually does. Mind you, knocking the shoulder against the sink earlier, did set off 
, and so I was as careful as I was possible not to spill any water or drop a bucket, and I went in slow-motion, almost shuffling my feet flat on the floor, slowly along. But 
Shirley was only giving micro shakes at this time. How kind of her! Checked the taps were off, and off to the kitchen to get the kettle on and took this photographicalisation of the view.
I took a snap of the being-done-up house near the bottom field.
Sounded from the door chime, and in came my treasured INR, Anticoagulation, DVT Deep Vein Thrombosis, Warfarin phlebotomy Nurse Hristina. To take my blood. That cheered me up! ♥ Lovely lady.
I had some brekkers.
17:50hrs: So light out there.
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visit, and calls from Sister Jane, Carers extra calls with the medications (Fetched my Carer Richard for me, a grand chap.
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The usual struggle is to get the water to refill the non-working W.C. tank. The latest date for an ETA for a plumber is now in July.
called twice tonight.
Rubbed some Phorpain gel into my back for me.
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Vegan ice cream with Raspberry Juice
Lovely!
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I woke around 05:00hrs. The toes were tingling for some reason. Took this snap of them, and promptly delved back into the land of nod.
had a ball with the session. Which left me with the job of cleaning everything up. Then, having to refill the water tank from the bin and bowls, I’d readied and refilled them from the kitchenette sink tap.
In the first hour of being up and about, I needed three visits. All wet, spluttery affairs, and needing my water carrying while using a walking-stick skill. Which I can assure you, annoyed 
They, being the many medical personages. If you knew the agony she giving me, you’d understand me taking them.
I did the Health Checks and got a bit of a shock. SYS 162/DIA 66! 
I made a brew of Glengettie tea. Seemed a good idea to me. Hehehe!
So, I went to make a brew of Thompson Punjana tea, and make a pot of Porridge to have while waiting for Smoke & Mirrors man, Mr Fries, the Liberty-Global – Virgin Media mogul & head-honcho, to get his Internet working again. Of course, it will not bother him in the slightest with the money he’s earning – well, getting!
Wheels within wheels?
Clouds chasing clouds?
Then the rain came!
Thw high Son… or Sun got through the clouds.
The darkness develops?
From the balcony!
Hello, it’s drizzling again.
End car park from the balcony.
To the kitchen to see the.
Decisions, decisions!
Well, What a busy day today. Mostly through my cock-ups over food shopping. I’ll put it in today’s (Thursday) blog – if I ever get it started, that is. Hello! The rain started!
Got the meal sorted and served it up nice & early.
❸ The contents of the bowl were citric acid, bleach and washing-up liquid. (I’d been soaking the saucepan that I burnt yesterday) ❹ Which covered my dressing gown, torso, legs and feet. ❺ I was faffing about trying to get the floor dried and realised that the PPs
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Cream cake? Mashed Potatoes?
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Intercom – why? No idea, memory blanks all day.
Didn’t get this blog finished until about midday on Friday.
Morning sunshine for behind the block of flats.
The catheter was being filled regularly with a good.
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Front room.
Ah, I did the potatoes in a saucepan instead of the slow cooker.
I can remember giving up concentrating on the blog and the sudden fatigue coming on. Making an earlier-than-ever meal
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Which was so pongy and under the complete control of 
Emptied the night bag.
Not much wee-weeing being done? Seems off checking the bag to see if you’ve pee’d much. Hahaha!
The Iceland delivery arrived.
The fridge & Freezer look fuller now…
Cupboard too…
Accidental shot here.
Reserved for the next time, I run out of food.
. Arrived, sadly, his last call of the week. Boy, was he shattered! Yawning frequently, a few times I had to check he’d not nodded off!
again. Same scenario, messy!
Came with the confirmation that I can take the Warfarin okay tonight. ♥
Caramelised Pies (just gone up by 25p at Asda) – Garden peas with added basil – Wholemeal (just gone up by 40p at Asda), baps – Tomatoes – & Tasty (just gone up by 40p at Asda), Potato Rostis.
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and the bladder side of the stomach. This had me a smidgeon worried!
As I got back to get the spud in the slow cooker, Herbert, my noisy neighbour above, started his bang-banging. I wonder what he’s making today?
I got to drinking the mug of tea that Richard made for me and 
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started off next. But this didn’t bother me too much because the pains from the bladder seemed to be lessening. What’s going on in there?
arrived but did not press the door chime. I pointed this out to him, and we had a laugh about it. Made my point that I could have been using the bucket and needed to know when someone was about to come in to give myself time to shout not to come in yet. Still, a nice lad. We had a little natter and a laugh.
Ah, well, back up to Stage Two Red Hypertension again. Can’t win ’em all, can you? Well, I can’t. Hehe! It’ll be lower tomorrow, just you see! EQ told me, that he is rarely wrong.
. She told me the fire alarm was going off, but I could not hear it in the flat.
But I wouldn’t let her go until she told me the fire alarm had finished.
There’s scum, and there is Scum. The lousy inhuman SCUM that can do this without checking or getting help, should be hung! Then again, I truly think that Parole Board members who free convicted killers to kill again should be hung as well.
Better get something to eat, then. Oh, I’ll check to see if any new figures have come through for Covid for Nottingham first. Aha, got to these numbers through the Nottingham Evening Post’s links. Not sure of the period it covers, but is the latest one on it.
Hello, hello, hello!
and 
. Is this not a Boll-Weevil I have on my finger?
Oh, heck, I missed these pictures I took during the day.
A simple fayre for a simpleton fella! Cottage pie, the slow-cooker cooked for wight-hours big potato, with liquid smoke added to the spud, and BBQ sauce to the cottage pie. I don’t ask a lot... I don’t get much, either. Hahaha! But I did enjoy this dishful and the following Vegan Soya lemon yoghourts.
I then launched into mission-impossible mode! Trying to get to sleep and stay asleep. It was a bridge too far, an extremely difficult, nay, impossible, unattainable, forlorn, unexcogitable, hopeless task! I got the pots washed, and 
checks were done.
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mode came to me when I realised that if I slept this long on Wednesday, I could blob getting the lift to the hospital. Oh, dear!
sorted. A couple of nicks shaving, but nothing serious. The teggies, shaving and washing etc., went rather well, actually. 
Well, what a nice surprise! Still in the Amber.
me to follow, but he kindly went through it again a little later for me. Who’s getting thick in his Dementia Doreen affected days? Hehe! You’re right!
I took photographs of the morning view from the kitchenette window! When I got around to loading these, I found the top one from yesterday.
Eventually, very late on, I got the updating done and posted.
I nodded off, and I was flabbergasted when about three hours later. 
rudely woke me up. I thought it might be the evening carer, but no one came in. So I went to the door, and it was Josie bringing back the pots from her Sunday lunch. I was awake enough to ask her if she enjoyed it, and she answered, ‘Yes, very nice!’ That was good!
Then, Herbert kicked off again. 
As I typed that, in walked Carer Jodie. Hehehe! Early tonight, but she sounded a little Jaded. I soon got her laughing with my natterings after she did the medications. Treats in thanks, and off she went on her mission. Hehe!
Very nice; the seasonings seemed to work alright. The smoked 7- Mediterranean Vegetable sauce suited this chilli.