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OVERNIGHT Zzz Mark 1
I flaked out almost instantly. No seizures, Arthur Itis, no Shaking-Neck-Nigel or Shuddering-Shoulder-Shirley disturbed my marathon sleep-in, or woke me up.
Well, it was that way for about 9 hours of unknown bliss. Until Carer Ejaz arrived. I heard him sounding the intercom, but just could not get up to admit him. He appeared next to me a few minutes later, declaring that I looked awful. He tended to my needs while I stayed reposed, bless him. Can’t recall much else.
Other than that, I think I fell back into the land of nod within seconds of him leaving.
Zzzz Mark Two
Another kip without interruption. For about 5 hours, making the current total 14 hours!
Until Carer Mizra arrived, got me out of my slumber, and started changing the day Catheter bag; a new one was put on the other leg. Painful.
When Mizra departed, I got back down again.
Zzzz Mark Three
After taking these two, I drifted off to sleep for four hours. Total amassed overnight and this morning, making a total of 18 hours in the Land-of-Nod.
Afternoon rain
A SOFT MEAL
The smoked sausages proved too
much for 
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But the cheesy baked potatoes
were lovely, and eatable.
I took two photographs of the pretty-looking night sky. Then doctored them into one on CorelDraw.
Pleased for once with the result.
A few mild depressions here and there, and semi-highs with the meal and the photograph doctoring.
Pleased to get all that sleep in, but sad it’s getting me even further behind on the things not done.
Before getting my head down after washing the meal things, I gave each of the broken, cracked, chipped, loose and painful teggies a squirt of the toothache spray. Then I had a thought.
I do this now and then. Was it the toothache spray that was making me so tired and incapable of getting up? And not as I had assumed, the new Ezetimibe tablets? Mmm?
Inchie gets so easily confused,
Nae, mayhap, maybe bemused?
With incapabilities he is afflicted,
His sanity can’t be authenticated,
He’s given up trying to get adopted,
His rotting teeth get him awhaped,
Too old to get body & mind annealed,
He once played the jigger-jigger field,
Now no longer attempted,
As he waits to get aureoled…
Cheers!
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For most of the day. Then, late on, 
visited.
Oh, dear, I’m wearing black diabetic socks & slippers.
Took a shot of the end car park, no mudslide.
Returned to the computer and noticed it had been raining. A mudslide had started in the end car park.
No rain, but the earlier bit we had was clinging to the glass of the window.
Opened the window to take this one.
I’ve got some peas, onions, and sweetcorn in the slow cooker, ready for later.
Made a brew of Glengettie. Then cut up some potatoes to bake to add to the meal. 
Blue skies and grey clouds.
The front car park on Citrus Walk.
a recorded Heartbeat episode.
I’d got through about half of what was in the dish, and just as I remembered, I had not put the potatoes in from the oven, I got the smell of burning up my nose.
Gave way on me, and my knee greeted the carpet and forced me into using swearwords and curses. My mind was then concentrated on getting myself up again.
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I caught my hand on the oven tray while taking it out.
I rewound the Heartbeat episode to catch up on what I’d missed, and started eating. I’d made too many potatoes and had virtually started eating another meal. I couldn’t manage it all, but ate all of the potatoes. For some reason… 
, visited, and this was unexpected but great!
! I dropped the dish into the water in the washing-up bowl, and a few drops splashed out onto the floor.
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I anticipated today might be busy and Carer Joe would not be calling; he’s on holiday. But I did get help from Carer Ejaz, who made all the calls today.
Morning view from the kitchen.
Got the laundry bag filled and ready for Ejaz.
First visit to the wet room.
Made up the waste bags to go to the chute.
Had a brew of Co-op 99 tea and enjoyed it. Took the mug to wash… 
2nd visit. Messy again!
Salvation arrived in the form of Carer Ejaz. His first task was cleaning the kitchen floor for me. Bless him.
Hehehe!
I took my meal of the day from the not-freezing freezer. I’ll have it soon; I’m feeling peckish.
On Ejaz’s next call, he took off my diabetic socks for me and rubbed some barrier cream on the ankles and legs. They looked better than yesterday, but the new growths climbing up the right leg were more painful when he took the sock off—tender, I think the word is—more than sore.
I’ll be trying these again from Iceland.
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kicked off for the first time since last Saturday. I nodded off to sleep in the c1966, £300 charity shop bought second-hand, wincingly grotty, beige coloured, not working, crumb-covered from the nocturnal nibblings, itch-making, uncomfortable, virus-breeding, easy-to-fall-out-of, recliner, even with 
I felt guilty about the misunderstanding.
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Little Inchy, now leaning to the left, was agony!
controlled evacuation to begin.
from 
. I emptied the pouch into a jug for the Carer to evaluate. Then, I tackled moving the tubing and straps on the catheter in the vain hope of easing the pain. I decided to get the 
. 
Little Inchies Lesion, 
Carer Ejaz came in. Well, after I’d unlocked the door, I forgot to do it with the ablutions and Meds performance. A good-looking lad, he was getting some medications out of the prescription drawer in the kitchen.
Delicious!
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removed the nocturnal catheter bag and applied Barrier cream to the leg-strapping wounds. They were much less bothersome and painful this morning. Being in bed for such a long time 
made the base of my sternum far more sore than it was yesterday, but the wounds looked better. Ejaz took this photo of the catheter contraption for me. I got the diabetic socks put on for me. Ejaz lost some time with having to rouse me. And I had to shoot off; I’d not moved during his visit.
I took this snap on the left from the kitchenette window. I remembered to cause 
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and started singing to myself.
me more than the toe incident.
Then I realised that the sun covering Khagoule had fallen into the water jug on the floor.
also turned on the heater to encourage it to dry.
The sun died temporarily while I was fetching water from the kettle, and walking with the walking stick was a bit risky.
I got some potatoes into the slow cooker that I forgot to tell you about earlier. 08:00hrs approximately) There are no
I’ll check the potatoes. This is going to be a long job
Carer Joe arrived as I was putting it in.
It took me a while to eat it all, but I did!
Inchie being tugged on with the weight as the pouch filled up, I had to get up to empty the pouch post-haste. Could I get back to sleep? No! 
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04:14hrs: Sorted the catheter contraption bags.
Just as Cartilage Chloe gave way, I hit my elbow on the way down against the radiator.
right against the ingrowing toenail again!
I took this snap and sat down for some R&R.
I heard the intercom chiming and got up to find it was Carer Rosma. The watch told me it was eight o’clock. Which my befuddled brain thought was in the morning. (I now know it was evening), and I did not have the medications? I thought that Carer Rosma had got the time wrong.
Honestly, I can’t recall taking these incredible clouds
Bean stew with added pickled water chestnuts and brown gungo beans.
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Carer Ejaz treated the catheter contraption 
wounds and bruises.
Kitchen view.
Sweetcorn fritters were put in the oven.
Two hours later, I took the burnt food from the stove and threw it away. 
A microwave meal is sorted.
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Whoops.
Whoops! Where did the bruised eye come from?
Ah, my ankles and legs are a bit better!
Finished in the wet room.
View from the kitchenette.
These, top & below…
Taken by Carer Ejaz.
After noon snaps.
Front car park.
An unknown mystery about these scratch bruises on my left arm. 
Sweet & Sour vegetable dish.
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I took this snap while checking the taps, fridge, and freezer in the kitchen to ensure I hadn’t left anything out of order. No doors are left open, windows are closed, and cookers are turned off.
This session took well over two hours. There were a couple of things that went well. I can’t recall them at this moment cause so many went wrong!
teeth and shaving. Which I did, and cleaned my painful, going rapidly-rotten teeth. My mistake was forgetting about the bowl with my feet in it and reaching for the Toothache Spray. I tipped the bowl, and water spread 
all over the floor! Still, I had clean feet. I also cleaned up the floor. It’s not easy with a mop, bucket and walking stick in tow. I also had a third stubbing of the toes. 
What can I say? Maybe Arrgh? 
I had to use them 
I then washed, antiseptically cleaned, and applied cream to the affected area. Doing it over again with some Germoloid Ointment.
More precious time was lost. However, the washing and medications did nothing to ease my 
I did both eye sprays. Then, after cleaning the ears, I inserted the olive oil into each channel. A nasal spray was squirted up both sides
Needed the Barrier cream to be put on the right ankle. The left ankle was not leaking. A simple enough job – but reaching down to apply it was the problem. It was entirely overcome by my cunning use of paper towels dabbed, and the 
small plastic Picker-Upper was used to apply it. It wasn’t exactly pain-free, but it was bearable.
7:00hrs: I got two potatoes out, ready to go into the slow cooker later on. Of course, I forgot all about them; they had shrivelled a bit, and I threw them away, opting for frozen mini-roast spuds instead. I spotted the tubers on the counter around 21:00hrs.
The clouds grew thicker.
It got hazier.
Then, it cleared a little.
Brightened up a smidgeon.
c1951.
2025.
for me.
Approximately 21:00hrs.
Very nice, too!
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Kitchen safety checks, took this rainy kitchen view
Then I went to have a long session.
The full works. Hard work due to both cartilages and several mini-seizures during the two hour session.
Rain started, rain stopped!
Failures: I undercooked the potato cakes. Never have I bought fattier, greasier Golonkowa. The carden peas were taty, though. Unfortunately, I found some mould on the wheatmeal rolls!