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Today went most oddly…
Embarrassing, demeritoriously,
Medically frustratingly,
At the bus stop. Indignity!
The Catheter Pouch Calamity!
Sorted with great difficulty,
The Boot’s man helped me,
Given the flu jab, lifted me?
For an hour, I spent distantly…
Free from life’s reality…
During this, I experienced jollity,
Then things turned confusingly!.
Contented, but bemusingly,
Suddenly so knackered, sleepy…
The rest of the day lost me…
Barely any vague memory…
Nothing customarily, or wontedly,
Slept for so long, uncommonly…
Woke up almost bouncily…
Mind & thought, vagariously...
Full of self-vilipendency!
Yet the day started so decently…
The pouch evacuation was too dark.
Off to the ablutioning & of course…
A cut shaving on the cheek that took ages to stop. I was still
in mid-body washing, and Carer Richard arrived. I shouted my apologies through the door and hurriedly got dressed. (This may have been a reason for the later embarrassment at the bus stop?) Richard looked really tired this morning. I tried a natter, and he seemed okay, almost back to his usual self. A lovely lad is Richard.
I went back in to check on it.
& the Two-Tone-Toes. Hehe!
Sorted the bags.
Booting the computer, I took this view of the morning.
Within an hour, their fourth failing!
The hearing aids were inserted.
I’d got the template made up, and nothing else. But didn’t have the time, as I had to prepare things for the trip to the Boot’s Chemist for the Flu Jab appointment.
Got the clobber on, and checked things needed were done: Bus Pass in pocket – Flat Keys in the pocket, camera in pocket, card for Boots taken. Checked the taps (faucets) and the cooker was not left on or running. A final emptying of my 
And off!
I got in and into the lift, accompanied by 
, and thought I’d take a selfie in the reflection of the wall… But no! I’d left the SD card on the computer! Back up after getting to the ground floor, to the 12th, and en route to the flat to get the card, 
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against the trolley wheel as I got into the flat door. (Yes, I swore!) Got the SD, and back out again. To and down in the lift. Through the link passage to Winwood Court, then to Winchester Court. And out to the bus stop on the front of Winchester Court.
Three or four other residents were waiting, and I started having a so-much-missed chinwag with them. After about five minutes of enjoyable nattering and listening…
I felt 
dropping down my leg! Arrgh! The trouble could not be investigated at the bus shelter; it would mean removing my trousers to see if the leg grip had broken. That would mean me going back up to the block and the flat to find out; that was a no-no cause if I did, I’d miss the appointment for the flu jab? Then it got surreal… I could feel that the pouch was well full of urine? How’s that, I thought? I’d emptied it half an hour ago and had purposely not been drinking as I knew I’d be going out? Oh, dearie me!
The bus arrived, and someone helped me get on the bus with . Thank You, Sir!
I Got off at the bottom of Winchester Street with many others; there must have been about eight or nine of us. I walked down with Mary to Mansfield Road. I limped, frequently adjusting the catheter bag, not knowing if I was doing right or wrong, to the Bott’s store with Mary. She got her prescription. She was going to Arnold on another bus.
I booked myself in. I mentioned my problem with the catheter, asking if there was any area I could use to investigate things. She said she’d ask someone. I thanked her and took a seat, as instructed. Constantly fearing the bag would drop further or burst, I sat there fiddling and feeling uncomfortable! A lady arrived with a form for me to fill in before the jab could be done.
Sadly, I could not remember my date of birth – can you believe that? Telephone number or name of my Doctor’s surgery! The lady returned to collect the paper forms. She understood, I think, my problems, departed and returned a few minutes later to ask if they could use my online medical record to find out the details. Naturally, I said yes. This was the lowest point in the day for me… embarrassment +!
A young chap arrived and went into a tin room to have flu-jab given. He asked about the problem with the catheter bag, saying “Just what do want me to do about it?” Fair question! I said, allow me a room somewhere that I can investigate things and empty the catheter?” He said he’d give the jab first, then leave me in the room to look into it. Just knock on the door and I’ll be outside if you need help!” Again Fair Enough”! Couldn’t ask for better, and thanked him.
He gave the jab, no bother. Then left me and fetched a container for me to empty the urine into. Very kind!
I’d noticed some de-clogger spray while waiting in the shop earlier, and I remembered to buy one.
NOW FOR THE MEMORY BLANK!
I can recall leaving the Boot’s store and getting onto Mansfield Road. My next memory was walking up the hill to catch the bus… With a bag of food hanging on the handle of ! I stopped to have a look; it had obviously been bought from the
Ozan Food Shop on Mansfield Road, just up from the Bott’s Chemist. There was even a till receipt in the bag. So at least I know I wasn’t shoplifting during my blank period. Haha!
I checked to see if my cash card was still in my pocket. Phew, it was. Oddly, I seem to remember buying the jar of beetroot from the shop, for some reason?
This is about the fifth time this has happened, a period of complete memory loss. The last one was about a year ago in Bulwell. I know that one lasted for about an hour. This one I have no idea the length of this one, but know that getting around in the Ozan store takes ages as there are steps I have to tackle at the far end of each aisle.
I seemed to be feeling a smidge perky. Mayhap due to having the flu jab? I made my way to the bus stop and found that the 
sign said the next bus due was in 1 minute. Great!
As I got on the bus, there was Mary sitting in a side-saddle 
seat. She’s been all the way to Arnold and back.
At the flats, we all alighted. I went last so as not to keep folks waiting. Mary and I trundled along through the link passageways into Winwood Court, the social area. Where a company were giving samples of their ready meals out.
We approached hoping for a free treat… but the food had all gone. Tsk! Never mind. Wiltshire Farms, I think it was.
Took a 
of Mary.
Up in the lift with Mary, departed as she got out, and up to the next floor, mine, and into the flat. Checked the pouch, it had not mysteriously filled again. And I could feel the weariness coming on, so suddenly. so
was checked.
My purchases from the Ozan store. Shows I must have been aware of what I was buying, even though I couldn’t remember doing so? Large potatoes, beetroot, Frikadellens, tomatoes, pickle, Borchst, seasoning, sausages, all in my mind to get… the can of aubergines must have been an impulse buy?
I knew I was about to drain into a tired, watery creature soon, so got the potatoes in the oven straight away.
Put the TV on, hoping I’d not nod off while watching it, and viewed, on and of, with the little short kips, two hours of Gordon whatsits Hotel Hell.
Then, I got the potatoes out of the oven, scooped out the flesh, into a basin, started to put the shredded Leicester cheese, sea salt and non-butter butter in and gave it a good mashing up!.
I spotted the blue mould on the cheese! I picked out what mouldy bits I could find and dished them.
Put the four halves back in the oven to brown off.
Back to watch some more TV; I was just not up to using the computer now, so tired I was fighting to keep awake, but the thought of the cheesy potatoes being eaten kept me awake with the gorgeous smell coming from the kitchen.
Got the meal prepped.
Two Frikadellens in cobs with sliced tomatoes. Four baked potatoes. Beetroots, and a lemon dessert.
Flavour Rating: 9.2/10!
Two Carers called, I think it was 
each time, but I’m not sure. Being woken up twice in the state I was in, wasn’t memory-inducing.
Not poorly at all, just so tired out and drained. In the morning, I seemed to recollect the same thing happening after having the last Flu Jab? I think…
The last period with Sweet Morpheus was a deep three hours, without any interruptions from 
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I bounded back awake at… 00:30hrs and made a start on this blog update. Feeling Great! Fit! In Fine Fettle!
TTFNski
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It is nice to escape the confines of the apartment.
The night Catheter Pouch was far too dark!
Before leaving to get the lift to the clinic, I suffered three of these types of visits. Hey-Ho!
I try to remember to turn on the low setting as I leave later… I then proceeded… 
all joined in with the right 
and spoilt the day!
Carer Richard was not his usual self. Tired out, I’ll be bound.
A final call to the Porcelain Throne.
lift.
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from my pocket. Taking snaps through the window en route to town and the Audio Clinic.
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Tsk!
I took this sad selfie!
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He took a snap of 
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Carer’s keep up with it I don’t know. I’ve written down the roster needed: AM on waking up: 
Blepharitis Gel, left eye only. Five minutes later, the 
4-Times a day. 
drops, for times a day, to be inserted by the Carers. The gel is AM & PM only. Then 
, this is to be applied by me, four times a day. The Dry Eye pads are to be used three times a day, applied by me. Instruction was supplied on how to do this properly. The Blepharitis liquid is applied on a pad and can be used morning and evening ‘If required’
as I was doing the pad cleansing job, 
had a go at me, and I caught the eye again! Then it got such a nuisance, that I had to abandon the blogging 
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Nocturnal Urinationings
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Tons of No-Butter Butter on milk roll slices.
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and taken to the front door.
A different than of late colouring to the morning view from the kitchenette window.
Back to the dictionary of words.
back on.
failure now at
functionalisationing.
The new Sudocrem ointment is not effective at all, I’m afraid.
Having to ration the use of them, but paying for this in terms of discomfort and pain. Does the Prime (No idea) Minister know?
Brightening up a little out there. lo
back in control.
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and then when that had dried the 
As I was about to check to see if I had some more Olive Oil in stock to use… the 
I could swear it was an insect of some sort. Where it came from puzzled me. The urine was almost a clear colour and I poured some to investigate what the thing was. It appeared to have tentacles at the thick end, and a head, at the other.
For a change, when the current bottle of spring water ran out, I had a can of Bud (alcohol-free) never tried it before. And, I’ll never try it again, terrible! Ah, well…
So, I made a reliable mug of Glengettie tea, unfortunately, this means none will be allowed for me tonight. Two a day is the limit… mind you, I can have as many mugs of decaffeinated as I fancy. Have you ever tried decaf tea? Don’t! Urgh!
The toes and extremities were even whiter today!
Last photo of the day.
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, against the waste bin. Guilt at my having moved it nearer to me last night to drop the crumbs and bits in as I nocturnally nibbled away at my cheese curls served to lower my previously pathetic moment of almost exhilaration at the lack of pains coming from within my blubbery body!
, and slipped off of the other side of the chair, the knee hitting, with some venom, on the
, which shot across to the Carer’s table and knocked a bottle of the expensive eye lotion off the counter… Yes, it hit the deck, and the cap came off – releasing about £6 worth of medication, which is currently clinging on like glue to the slipper it fell in! 
After initial, almost traditional morning mayhem, I needed to get the goolies, toe and knee sorted out, then clean up the mess. This did not go 
well. However, a cheery bit came to me: The Urine in the night bag was the best it’s been for ages… Colourwise!
. So, it cost me even more cash, and I had to apply creams, not only the Fungal Lesion but Phorpain Gel, to Arthur’s knees, but 
the last drop of Germoloids!
fingers crossed. I got the Asda PPs on again. They seem small but did the job of containing the blood leaking out this morning… Good!
I sorted the waste bags and placed them in the hallway near the door.
forgotten to make the brew of tea. So, I made a brew of the Glengettie tea.
Titivated the area around the Carer’s Chair & table.
showed the battery as fully charged, too. Pity, but it’s lasted for some years now.
Got the eyes sprayed, then the 
work, but I’ll try it anyway.
Carer Benjamin called for the last visit. 
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chimed from the doorbell, and Benjamin came in, checking that he was putting the light on before doing so. He is aware of my sight problems; bless him. 
on or running
I thought the entire sky looked so much like the surface of a planet at first, maybe the moon’s? With possible lava coming from underground.
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A decent amount overnight!
Morning medications were done, 
ointmentated. 
and 
, Phorpain gelled.
made sure of that, by offering up ailment trends.
Richard checked the stock in the medical drawer. Gave me morning doses minus hate Ramipril of course. He’ll look into the situation. Nice lad.
I pressed on with the updating of the blog.
A list of things I’ve to do.
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Waste Bags Gathered.
Taken during the ablutions.
Carer Chris this morning. Looking broody? Hehehe!
The age-old Bathroom Foam spray!
Puffer clouds getting thicker now.
The glasses from which the optician chose a frame that should be capable of new lens fitted.
Clouds getting thicker still.
A bit of a mini-mudslide, I don’t recall it raining?
Ah, thicker than ever now, but beautiful!
They may take me some getting used to.
Well buttered with the tasty none-butter butter, and sea salt, with some mini-tomatoes, and a strawberry dessert.
First one.
An hour or so later…
The last one.
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Excellent 3 for the urine night pouch colouring!
Feet after the little wander around in town yesterday.
Laundry bag return awaited.
I’m not sure why…
I took two photos of the waste bags?
A blurry early morning shot of the car park.
Then two other bad shots of the view ahead.
Got up around 03:30hrs, and the use of the 
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The Meridian Domestic lady did not arrive. Hope she was on holiday and not poorly. So I hoovered the hallway. Unfortunately, I 
my toe on the trolley walker wheel, right against the 
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Made an early fine feast of sliced baked potatoes, soy imitation sausages, beetroot & tomatoes, red & yellows. 
Took this slightly better shot of the Chestnut Way car park in front of the flats when I washed
Kids have to live using underground water.
I noticed my new glasses on top of the cabinet and realised how lucky I am really, compared to some. Then…
Oh, getting dark?
Five minutes later…
Another five minutes.
Did the eye treatment. 
, I’m just not sure. So, none tonight. Benjamin said he would have a look around down in the office for me in case they were in there. Thanked him, and he said he was doing the late call; if the tablets are in the Meridian office, he’d bring them up with him.
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Waste bags sorted out.
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Could have been anything really?
Although terrible photos, I discerned that it was indeed a cat.
Five carrier bags fool!
The bleach in the barfs was leaking a bit or had leaked judging by the smell.
Ah, grand nosh to nibble! I’m unsure how or why I ordered three packets of ready-sliced and seasoned potatoes?
Got some replacements for the nurses, drivers and carers’ treats shelf in the front room.
Make a great brew of Glengettie tea!
, returned
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might help me pull out of whatever it was that had a grip on me. So, I did!
The teeth bled profusely after cleaning those I had left.
The tiny nicks shaving also flowed more blood than usual.
Headed butting the shower power box didn’t go well. Hehe!
chimed from the doorbell, as in walked the Carer. I was late getting the meal, and he was a little early coming, but no bother, other than the meal was cold by the time he has done his bit and departed. Still, he was kind enough to photographicalise me, pretending to eat the meal. Hahaha!
Despite the lack of heat, I still enjoyed it.
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I do recall nearly taking a tumble when I caught the catheter night bag’s long tube. Hehe!
Parkers below from the balcony.
So a lot of cleaning up to do!
Waste bins sorted.
Laundry.
One for me, one for the pot…
Should I save some for later?
Not made into the saucepan?
The battered balls had to be thrown away.
Oh, missed this morning’s front car park photo off!
