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Quick Ode Today
Got all behind again with the day being so messy & busy.
So, this will have to be a quickie,
I try to use my time economically,
Apart from my Carers, my days are solitary…
I get extra help on a Wednesday,
One Carer with things financially…
Another with things medically,
And a lady for things domestically…
The Falls Team lady… psychologically!
So getting the blog done, rather hopefully…
It usually ends up apocryphally!
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Urine in the night bag was looking good!
Waste bags collated and put in the hallway
Started with a session on the 
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With cream-coloured streaks?
Just thought I’d mention it…
The towel was put on the shower chair, and the wall convertor heater was turned on to warm it up for later. (I forgot to turn it off; I reckon it cost me about £16 in electricity costs, Tsk!)
again. And with 
. Being joined by 
, the floor of the wet room reminded me of Alfred Hitchcock’s Psycho film!
Using the chair in the shower safely will take me some planning. I could not reach the shower box or spray thingamabob to adjust the direction or flow of the water from the seat. The water was splashed all over the room, and even the cracked ceiling was dosed! Regarding cracks, UI found another danger of the shower chair – I had two 
, 
when I got up to adjust the spray direction and turned it off. I’ll have to give this some thought.
Olive-oiled the ear holes. Tended 
wincingly to apply the Little Inches ‘Makes Me Jump Fungal Lesion ointment. Daktacort!
Sparingly applied the rapidly running out-of-stock Germoloid Ointment to 
. Then, I 
applied some Gel to ease to
then to 
I struggled, although this is nothing new; I needn’t have mentioned this; it goes without saying: the new Asda Unisex large protection pants on. I really had a 
, when I saw how dark, deep red, almost brown, the urine in the tube coming from Little Inchy was passing! But realised that while
trying to get the blasted Daktacort gel to reach the lesion for pain relief, the pipe must have been agitated and torn at the tissue again. I’ll check that later!
After spraying it with some antiseptic disinfectant, I put the bloodied towel in the laundry bag.
Finally, I got the room cleaned up and in a reasonable state of hygiene and realised how long the 
had actually taken me when I put the wristwatch back on.
A staggering two hours & twenty minutes!
At least the new Asda PPs were not so painful to wear. (Yet?)
The day was rapidly disappearing!
A made me one of my two-a-day permitted mugs of tea, Thompson’s Punjana, this time.
The moment it was mashed and milk added, the 
tune burst forth from the door chime. It was Carer Shaquille.
He put the fresh 
pouch on for me and issued the medications. There are still no Ramipril blood pressure tablets available. Benjamin said they were at the chemist’s awaiting pick-up yesterday. It’s the third day without them now, or four. It can’t be helped, though.
At long last, I got the computer on to make a much-belated start on this blog. Guess What!
So, I titivated my Ottoman, making up some drinkies.
I added some of the Soda water 
with the Raspberry juice. To avoid the boredom of drinking gallons of the same stuff to get the bladder going, as instructed. I have been guzzling them for 5 months plus! Nice though!
There was still no internet service from 
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So, I popped into the wet room to search for the nail clippers to cut the fingernails…
This was when I found I’d left the wall heater on!
Hello... the internet is back on! Amazing!
I got some photographs from the SD card onto a computer file and considered doing this blog… but.
Carer Kara arrived to do the financials. But they were short-staffed with holidays, so I only got half an hour’s help this time.
But it was invaluable to me. A helpful gal is Kara. ♥
She asked me to sign something about Kara being my financial helper to make it legal. So I signed it.
Almost made a start on this blog… but no!
The DVT Clinic rang. I had to ask them so often to repeat things that I did not pick up with my delinquent ear-holes; it took ages to grasp what was being passed on to me.
Then, my precious DVT nurse, Hristina, called.
She would call to retake the blood on Monday ♥ Or, was it Tuesday? Erm...
Balcony shot, approx: 15:00hrs.
Balcony shot, approx: 16:15hrs.
Kitchen Window shot approx: 17:00hrs
Domestic Denise arrived to titivate things for me.
Carer Kara, Carer Benjamin. And, I still didn’t get this blog started until Tuesday morning. Oh, I moan well… Haha!
I Prepared the Meal!
Not that it took a lot of effort. Mini Pickle pies, Mini vegan sausages, & mini tomatoes – Easy-Peazy!
A small Banana and mini-pot of lemon curd cheesecake.
Even the pickle-seasoned chutney was mini-sized! Hehe!
But it’s big on flavour! Taste-Rating: 802/10!
Woke up and got the Blepharitis medication done on the eyes.
I’m anticipating another tooth loss at the front
any time now, with two sides, one upper and one lower.
Gathered the food things to get them washed and took these night views of the sky.
Sun Setting
Cheery Byes!
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my toe on the floor cabinet corner when I bent down to clean the blood from the WC. No bother, of course, not for the hero of my sturdy, manly-pain-bearing capabilities. No arghs, cursing or swearing, spitting, growling or self-pity. Well, just maybe the odd cringe and wince. Hehe!
Night Pouch removed
Washed the plates, great!
Doing the day’s blog, I came across a notepad page that was only partly completed; let me spend, wait for it… over 6 hours doing the ode page words! And it’s not finished yet! I simply plodded on uncaringly until the Carer arrived… Tsk!
Photos were taken while Carer Benjamin was here.
Caught Benjamin taking a selfie on the balcony. Hehe!
The first one.
Above and below from the balcony
Getting darker earlier now.
Looking almost scary now…
Still Bootiful, though!
Nothing special, but So-Tasty!
can be a bit hazardous. In fact, using Metal-Mickey, helped me avoid a 
when I 
and down to the houses.
. But he was in a stubborn mood, and it took me a couple of hours to nod off. I noted the time, 03:00hrs, when I knocked a bottle of soda water off the ottoman tray. Used the torch to check it had not burst open and saw the big battery clock. It seemed that seconds later, I was in the land of bliss. Ahh!
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eased immediately. Phew!
Great balls of fire! 
, 
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, I could spit! That’s the second night I’ve failed to check the taps and cooker, and lost all the hot water! Both me and the Carer, actually. NO HOT WATER to do the ablutions with. No way am I going to risk carrying hot water about again, after the last scoldings I gave myself, carrying it to the wet room for shaving with. At least it didn’t overflow.
I rose around 02:00hrs and took off the night catheter bag from the 
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water tap running cold as you like. Self-condemnation and hatred spouted from my mind and loins, I was annoyed with me! This was despite having a sign up in the hallway opposite 
the door, that Carer Richard had kindly done and stuck up on the airing cupboard door for me to use to remind myself and other carers. As I said earlier, thank heavens I’d not left the plug in 
the sink! Could have been a lot worserer, I suppose. Humph! I took these two terribly bad photos of the morning view from the kitchenette window. Then cleaned up the mess in the sink and draining board. 
I got the waste bags sorted ready, and went to get the computer on… always a nerve-shattering thing, hope that Liberty Global will, might, maybe it’ll work… But No! I should have known better than that, shouldn’t I?
It was not having the quick solutions to come back on this morning. In the end, I had to lose what bit of work I’d done on CorelDraw, WordPress and the Ode – Spit, Spit, Spit!
could come back on in ten minutes or so. 
shared a little control with 
again. Not a lot! The thing that puzzled me a smidgeon, was the three shades of brown in the two torpedoes? One of them was almost black
I got my first mug of Glengettie made and enjoyed it. A lovely strong brew! Have way through gulping it down and 
Both, as you can see, came out weirdly reflective, if that’s the right word. I wonder what I did wrong this time?
Made the semi-prepared meal. The spuds were done in the slow cooker, halved and a splatter of BBQ sauce was applied. The fresh garden peas with a bit of mint in them were gorgeous!
Lips, faces, & a spear?
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NHS Scale 4
Sprayed the slippers.
Kitchen.
Kitchen morning view.
Not sure why I took this one – or even meant to?
Took these snaps of the view from within the outer foyer.
Then as the time neared for the bus, out to the bus shelter.
Taking this snap of the traffic island outside the flats. The wind was blasting the weeds and plants all over.
I felt the catheter pouch dropping… Dam It! After all that time preparing everything to go out, I’d not emptied the pouch! I cringed as I had to ask if there was anywhere I could empty it. The lady kindly took me through the back of the shop, through some narrow junk rooms; she even helped
I needed an eye spray and Gel. The tears were drying far too quickly, and the grit-in-the-eye scenario needed the spray. I can’t recall how much they each were, but the total was £23! pound
I was foolishly tempted to buy more veg knuckles and a large potato.
Then a grinding hobble back up Winchester Street Hill.
I think the hobble earlier helped me cope with it easier this time.
Approaching the left turn to the flats, which was not in view yet.
Almost there…
These wildflowers
caught my attention again, as the poor things were getting battered by the winds.
A Prisoner’s… no, Tenant’s detail updating was done.
At the end, Near the swipe door…
A photo of the overgrown natural greenery!
The knuckle and the potato.
giving me a break…
was kind as well… then as heavenly peace arrived… I think was beginning a peaceful dream with a HRH Petal-Lisa and me in a railway carriage, dining… somewhat 
the landline burst into flashing mode.
I jerked awake, my glasses dropped of my head… I carefully (I thought) rose from the recliner; knocking off a bottle of spring water and the torch off of the ottoman… nearly lost my balance going the two paces nodded to get to the telephone, and responded with a pleasant, ‘Good Evening’ quote. It was the 
, with the results of the blood test. My INR had gone up to 4.2 for some reason, so the new dosages were given to me. Struggling to hear what the receptionist was saying didn’t matter this time; it was easy to hear… one each night! I thanked her and nearly tripped over the bottle of spring water as I went to the carers table and change the dosage on the Meridian book cover. 
Within about ten minutes the door chime chimed out its; 
It was Carer Chris coming for the last call of the day. Nice and early too, I was half asleep. He got the 
and
on the eye; the gel application hurt a smidge as I recall after it was put on, but nothing too bad.
Oh, just found this photo that I missed off!
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Urine in the night bag at level 4 on the NHS Chart, methinks.
End car park.
Sky to the West.
had gone down for the fifth time!
Black Outs grew to a current total of…
♥ Wot a cracking lass! ♥
until the current bottle runs out, but nay to the 
, until we can find out for definite if it is needed or not. I’ll see if the optician can advise on this in the morning when I go for the eye testing to be done.
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You wouldn’t believe that after ten hours of work done on the blog and Corel-Draw, (Interrupted only by carers calling), I lost all the later taken photographs – Had to make the Health Check graphic again, and actually lost the damned notepad with the reminders of events on it! Several times throughout the day, I had problems and Accifauxpas due to 
failing, and me hitting obviously, the wrong keys without realising, and finding the computer doing different things than I wanted; and had to turn everything off and back on again to reset to default. This happened to me on CorelDraw, Excel and MS Word… oh, and on the internet as well!
visited me a few times as well. Repeating these cock-ups and 
several times throughout the day, was humiliating to me.
Around teatime, I made the meal, just a few battered soy balls. Yet despite things calming down a little; mistake-wise, I enjoyed this small simple bowl of fodder. But… when I woke up with the usual jerk and jump, I found… wait for it… eight empty Cheesy Curl bags in the waste bin beside the £300, second-hand, most uncomfortable, decrepit, Haemorrhoid Harold-testing, micro-organism-microbe-bugged, easily-fallout-able-from, unfit-for-use, not working, recliner. Now guilt joined my emotions!
was sticking a bit, and no 
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Night pouch.
Only mud stains showing for 
yesterday, no water.
: I only just made it in time to the 
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Then to the East.
& 
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, while I was sat down! A first there I think? Which loosened the flaming 
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The first effort after waking proves the point.
Not a good colour this morning.
Again, I’m not sure of the reason for taking this one.
Ah, I remember this one. Yesterday Carer Chris brought the laundry back up for me, but it was almost wet still. He kindly took it down again and brought it back today – all good! I arranged it over the falling-to-pieces computer chair, and this helped to ease the sitting pains donated by poor old 
. Getting low on the Germoloid cream now. It was earlier in the year selling for £5.99, yesterday it was on sale at £6.99… and at a Special price! 
A Pareidolia’s Delight. Ghost creatures, animals’ claws and heads, a flying bat?
Not sure if the one above is, with the eyes being so bad, but it looked to me like a creature being born?
Bootiful!
A ghost attack?
So many things in this one!
At long last, I got a nosh made.
A dollop of the non-butter butter melted into the flesh.
Evening Sunset
A close-up.
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A few hours later, when I got around to doing this blog, I had no idea what the reasons were, except for the colour maybe.
A fourth day on the trot (Pun intended, Hehe!) of 
I was using the expensive, claiming to be the best there is, WC cleaner. And the squirted cap fell off, and ¾ of it shot out in one go! Tsk! Ah, well, that serves me right!
The left foot & ankle were looking better.
The mudslide is visibly decreasing in size
It looked light the lights were on the right car.
The morning sky was brewing up, for sunshine I think
On with the blogging photograph sorting
Made my second and last mug of tea of the day earlier than usual. Unzipped-a-Banana! Haha!
As the big one was in the laundry bag.
It looks like the being done-up house on the edge of the bottom field, had some washing out to dry. I thought they may have gone away while the house was being upgraded.
The landline flashed, but I was emptying the catheter pouch at the time, and it rang off before I could get to it.
I had to save the work, shut down the computer, and struggle to get the trousers and shoes on without help! Needless to say, it was a lot longer than 15 minutes by the time I arrived at the salon. Still, got the toenail and feet done. Paid the £25 bill. Got an appointment for the next time, but lost the card somehow. 
So I ended up buying another one while I was out; on what turned out to be a horrendously mind-bending, physically draining, full of mistakes & failures trip out!
with carrier bags on the handlebars, back home to the penitentiary!
I was in a sad state by the time I got back.
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Going down so often. My lack of concentration. And my newly acquired habit of falling asleep for no reason, this blog was not started until Friday mid-morning. So I’ve cut it short so that I might make start working on today’s (Fridays) a little earlier. Then pray that 
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, my lack of concentration and Falling-Asleep-Fred, will not ruin getting anything done blog-wise again. Got to get this done ASAP, as the nurse is due to call today… that despite delaying blogging, brought a wicked smile to my face. Hahaha! As if!
I stirred back into Horrors, Fears, Whoopsiedangleplops, Accifauxpas & Worries of Life at 05:10hrs.
Not so good
Not sure about the ankles; they could be getting infected again?
And found the Cancer Check Test Kit on the floor.
He did the first eye drops, Alarm test, and pouch check.
Made brew of Glengettie number one. That’s my lot until evening or night when I will have the second of the two mugs allowed. However, I am allowed as many mugs of the decaffeinated rubbish tea… Urrgh!
Within two hours, (10:00hrs) it was…
The mudslide had increased in size & depth.
Got down to a shower status
Pareidoliable? Yes!
Beautiful!
Signs of more rain to come?
I assume it was a close-up of the sky.
Just look how the sky is so bright, after a gap of about two hours for the photos above this one. Mother Nature again!
Battered balls and mushrooms, and a banana.
I manoeuvred my feet so it shone on the toes.
A surreal photo indeed!
The bottom one is lower down.
Wonderful!
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, as the once-attached day bag on 
The night pouch attached to the urine in the Catheter day bag was of the Grade 4 colour on the NHS Guide card. Took a while to get it off, though.
I took this rather sad photograph of the morning’s mudslide, through the windows of the balcony.
I took this shot of the front car park on Chestnut Walk, also through the window. Cause it was a bit windy, and a little drizzle coming in my direction.
The Iceland order arrived within minutes of Shaquille leaving.
Made worse, because there was no room to store the fresh products and frozen! Another Inchy calamity!
it’s ever been! I even had to remove some stuff and dish it to make room for the new things. 
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to people who have helped me, later in the day. 
read the dates even with the spy-glass. The cataract-done eye is worrying me a smidgen, being so bad.
Ten minutes after coming back on, it went off!
Back to blogging…
So beautiful mind you! I did some 
on each of the pictures that I took. I spent quite a while on this.
In my eyeholes with it, so as to speak. 
Mr Fries’ rather incompetent crew from the useless internet providers were at their worst for a long time. They did not get any better!
I made up some milk roll breast sarnies with soy meat, drenched in BBQ sauce. Naturally, there were the usual thickly sliced cuts from the none-butter butter that 
is so gorgeous tasting on the bread.
I had a go at blogging again.
I tried the internet on the computer again. I wonder if the $26million salaried Mr Fries at 
Of course, it’s gone up since