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A sleepless night again. A bad start to the day. So, there is nothing new there, then!
I believe I got up, not woke up, cause I never got to sleep: at 04:35 hours. I’m certain-ish that was the time on the big clock.
Time seemed to go by like greased lightning!
I took the night pouch from 
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A little dark again.
Thinking I had plenty of time before the 
arrived, and needing to use the 
, I made for the wet room and got on the Throne first.
Well, another reversal in the fight between 
& 
. Trotsky had regained superiority over Konrad this morning. What a messy job! I got 
teggies, carefully cleaned. A fair bit of bleeding, though. Then tackled the shaving, with Blood-Bringing-Boris-Razor adding to the haemoglobin loss, and only from two little nicks. A good splashing of the Brut after-shave stopped it easily enough. I was already stripped for the shower, turned on the power to the shower, went back into the wet room and opened the shower curtain to have a looked-forward-to-shower. 
As the two end curtain rings shot off!
Not wanting to splash the water all over the room, I decided to get the step ladder and replace the hooks to the curtain.
I got the picker-upperer, picked both hooks up, and in doing so, caught my chin with the handle of the picker-upper. The blood flowed again! So, even more, Brut after-shave was used, which stung a bit this time.
I went off into the front room, got the ladder, went back to the wet room, and gingerly got up the ladder eventually; it took me a while, with my not seeing so good, but I did get them reattached.
Then, a moment of doubt came over me – had I left the kitchen sink tap running? It had to be checked out. Despite that it was, or should have, been obvious that I had not used the kitchen taps yet! 
In the kitchen, and while in there, I thought I’d put the kettle on, which I did, why I don’t know. Then:
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Came in; I didn’t hear the door chime cause I was in the kitchen. It must have taken her a lot of effort not to burst out laughing! Well done, gal!
There I was, reaching up to get the kettle filter, wearing nothing but a red face and .
With only a quickly-grabbed sheet of kitchen towel to try and hide my poor Little Inchie, I made my way to get a dressing gown on. I think she saw the funny side of things. I hope.
My mind was all over the place then. I forgot momentarily about me just about to have a shower as we talked about something or other. I even asked her to put some Phorpain gel
on 
. Not realising I’d be under the shower shortly. I was really confused and struggled with things.
I think that took the laundry down for me, but I’m not sure if it was Sam or the later Carer, Jo-Anne. Sam took the waste bag and had a smile on her face, I’m sure; when she departed. Hehehe! I don’t blame her, either.
I got the showering completed at last. Spent most of the time doing it, thinking about how I could have got the time so wrong this morning. Then I decided it was the fault of 
, 
and 
. Before I’d finished the shower, I added 
, then another guilty one, 
. I may add to this list later.
The feet and legs were looking betterer. Dried off with the bath towel, and started the medicationing. then I 
Germoloided 
.
Germolened the stomach flab and between the legs and on the outer bum. (Catheter catching)
Daktacorted poor 
.
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Got the alert and alarm wristlets back on.
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Got some more aftershave on the cuts that were leaking blood again… That made me jump a bit!
Carer Chris came, but what the heck happened during this visit? Apart from a feeling it went well, there are no details in my memory bank whatsoever.
By the time I’d got a bit of nouse back, I found I’d posted off the Friday blog. I just hope that I’ve finished it first.
I found the oven on with nothing in it. I’d taken out frozen cobs to that in the heat on the window ledge.
Found this photo – no idea when I took it.
But it is beautiful.
Can’t recall taking this one at all, or why. Mayhap, giving me some pain and stick, with having to fetch buckets of water again to flush the loo?
Aha, This one prompted the memory box.
It was when I first put the computer on this morning.
Self posing? Hehehe!
Yee-Gawds! It’s nearly 19:00hrs. 
evening visit. A new lad, he’s coming out of his closet now. Getting my sense of humour I think he likes it. He Phorpained my
lower back, gave me some Peptac, and took the bin bags with him. He also checked the electricity meter, but was as aware if what to get a reading as I was – Zilch! I’ve added it to the list of help needed on the whiteboard. Getting full now.
Arrived, Blimey, it’s gone 20:00hrs already.
Better get the nosh sorted.
Back in the morning to play catch-up!
Saturday Morning Late.
WHAT A RIP-ROARING COCK-UP!
I took photographicalisations of the meal, the night sky, a bleeding finger & my stubbed toe… Maybe others?
This morning I took three, the urine bag, the morning view, and the bloodied stubbed toe again. Then I belatedly realised the card was in the reader! Arrgh!
Back to last night…
Found this on the SD though...
I’m not certain why I took this one?
Judging by the shadow’s position, I took this mid-afternoon.
After tea-time?
I think I look this one earlier and missed it, but maybe not. The urine was clear, but by the morning, it was back to a sort of dark brown/red. Note some papules trying to reappear?
I put this into the computer, which is where I left it while I took a load of other lost photographs!
TTFNski
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pouch. 
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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.
Found this photo on the SD card.
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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First photo after the calamity of carrying the water from the kitchenette to refill the still unmended, non-working W.C. tank.
Took another shot from the same place.
I got deep into concentrating on the blog work.
Then, I do like this title; The QMC Haematology, Anticoagulation, Deep Vein Thrombosis, Warfarin nurse called to take my blood sample to check the INR level. Sweet Hristina ♥
My Pareidoliaing came to the fore when I looked at yesterday’s photo above. Danged if I can see it now, but I saw a pig’s face and snout in the photo. This encouraged me to make this graphic. Blown if I can see it now… but it’s well late in the day before I got to doing this blog, and my eyes are always worserer when I get tired.
Afternoon shot, taken when I went to the kitchen to make my first mug of Glengettie tea. (I said I was feeling odd, didn’t I?).
Noticing that a local house was having an extension built.
The leg was itching underneath the day pouch.
Evening shot.
Pareidoliaing opportunity here?
Carer arrived. I got on the computer after the gal 
was coming on. After two days of hairy-fairyness and feeling out of it, this came almost as a shock to me. The depths of misery flooded my every essence, and I genuinely feared for my sanity – I wasn’t coping well at all with this bout of sudden despondency. 
Yet as I had two, almost at the same time, this seemed to bring me back to 
An 
erupted as I was washing the pots. I made a grab for Metal-Mickey, knocked my knee against the cabinet, and toppled a dish from the draining board; that hit the 
sausages in the fridge, with a good splashing of BBQ sauce. Two bread rolls and a pot of strawberry dessert. Very nice simple nosh; I was too tired to bother with anything fancy. Flavour-Rating: 7.10.
, apart from the pain they left me in, they seem to have had no lasting detrimental implications now at all?
gave me a break last night. 
! However, the combined forces of 
assured me of another bad night for waking up far too often. Humph!
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I grumphed, cursed, and reached for the packet of Ipobrufen on the ottoman, and took one with a swig of spring water, which I misaimed putting it back on the tray. 
were in total control. What a splattering mess! As if I didn’t have enough to do fetching the water to refill the damned tank again, as it was! 
, 
I was pleased when the carer arrived, and I got a Codeine down me with two paracetamols. 
I went back to try Firefox again. The computer froze; I could do nothing with it as this screen came up! Apparently, Firefox needed reinstalling with the original password – They must be joking? Then I got a patch job offer and clicked on that
started to get as bad as 
I was totally lost now, getting confused between which one I should be on and what I’d changed or done. The free processor was on the main page now, but when I clicked it, a new browser came up without any of my programme icons on it, and when I opened the now-closed by itself browser, the I.T. browser closed itself? You know, with anguish, fears and pain, I think of death as a release. Bet there are lots of folks like that. We should start a self-help group. NO! Better not, though, because it’s bound to be on the web, innit? No, forget I said that!
in the last hour, but I think 
! When I mentioned 
something getting better, I smelt the vegan imitation meat in the oven burning! 
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. had never stopped all day anyway in differing degrees. I was now in as much pain as I was this morning! The doom and gloom returned, but I didn’t get 
. I just felt pissed off, basically!
Better get something to eat with the rhino-leathered soy slices from the oven, then.
Fair colour after the first pouch emptying..
Took the pad off of the geyser legs. Getting in a mess with it
Walked around taking photos after investigating why I’d been woken up.
Eerie.
Red sky morning shot.
Housing view.
Carer Kara watched as I put a new pad on.
Asda Order arrived. Daffodils for the Carers
The fridge filled up;
Fair colour after the third pouch emptying.
Afternoon sunshine.
Sun got through.
