21:25hrs: Still, no carer arrived from Meridian Health & Social Care... Hehehe! Posted off yesterdays blog and email link.
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Made a start on this template, then looked for any comments that may have come in on Blogger. Tim and Bill posted. I answered them and did my best to stay awake if a Meridian Carer might call on me. What a Twit!
I was not really expecting any Meridian Carer to arrive by the time it was 00:30hrs. Needless to say, no one came - thus, the dilemma of taking the medications myself arose. I think I took them correctly. It was a late taking of the Warfarin that concerned me. With my Vampire Angel Hristina being due in the morning or morrow, the late imbibing may affect the INR level recorded?
The last I recall making on the time was about 01:30hrs. I felt unwell with staying up for so long, and nature sent me off into sleep... but a fitful one, ever waking thinking I heard a noise and getting up to check the door... thinking a Meridian Carer might have arrived later. Nope!
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Monday 19th July 2021
06:00hrs: I rose from the fretful broken nod offs. The brain filled with worries: This computer's imminent death, the Meridian Carers none show, and as expected with all the hassle, Duodenal Donald giving me hell, pain-wise.
I gulped down some of the ineffective Pentac. Took a couple of Paracetamol but dare not take Codeine, although I might weaken later if these stabbing pains from Donald do not ease off; in case it confuses the morning carer... if Meridian Health & Social Care can manage to get me one this morning. I'll have to look into where to complain about the unreliability of Meridian Health & Social Care later on.
Mind you, as usual, I can see and understand their problems. Late, "I'm poorly" Carer callers can cause a right kerfuffle and present the enviable job of trying to get someone to cover, and so often, that the few willing to cover folks get fed up with it. The controllers get rattled with the frustration of not being able to rely on (some) staff, and the willingness to provide cover brings more complicated and complex, more frustrating anger making, all around, it seems! The mind turns!
No, I'll not moan officially. I can recall in the Security industry, like Meridian Health & Social Care, companies fail to impress and have a rebranding with the same staff that has cost them their reputation and a new name. Mission Impossible! They are just hoping things will be better this time around.
Mini-Rant Over!
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Danged reasonable figures today!
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Perused the YourArea Emagazine
Porcelain Throne Attended
07:30hrs: Making a brew of Glengettie tea, and a call to the Throne arrived. Which I responded to without hesitation. The session was as smooth as silk, and I would have liked a moment or two to appreciate this - No pain at all! No Bleeding! Minimal effort was needed! Grrreat!
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Morning Carer Arrived
As I grabbed the Sainsbury's Recycling toilet roll, the one that doesn't go down to the sewers very willingly and blocks the pipe... and the door chimes rang out! It was the Morning Carer. I called out, and faffled about cleaning things up, washed my hands and out to find the gal sorting the medications in the front room. Bless her! I hoped any 'aroma' was not too bad for her, but the look on her face said it might have been... Oh, dearie me!
After she had questioned me on what I'd taken earlier and sorted out the medications for me, I mentioned the none-appearance of the evening Carer last night. I think she understood that I may have got things wrong, but Pamela (I believe I have the name wrong. sorry, gal) was very calm and understanding in her response. I did not show any frustration or anger as I explained things to her: it was certainly not her fault, bless her cotton socks.
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Checked the Wet Room
After the competent Meridian Health & Social Care care had gone, I checked in the wet room to ensure I'd not left anything on or off when I rushed out earlier on the Carers arrival. I used the new Harpic cleaner in the bowl. I only squirted a small amount around the recess, heap deep blue!
Made the mug, and I settled back on the computer... and the door chimes rang forth again! Whatever next? It was the Carer gal returning. To have a look at the stocks of medications, as they were getting low. As I kept quiet so she could concentrate, the thought that my short term memory is highly vapourisable came to mind.
Karen (I might have her name right this time, I hope) Got her details required, and she shot off with the Chemist's telephone number.
That'll be 0115 960 5453, for Carrington Pharmacy, 343-345 Mansfield Rd, Carrington, Nottingham NG5 2DA, next to the launderette and pub, near the Lidl store. With the snotty pharmacologist who made up my pill pods a few months ago, without putting any seal in the packs, and I lost the tablets as they shot out onto the floor - some have been seen again! No acknowledgement or, heaven forbid, any apology was given. They just ignored me.
Then told me the following month that I'd made a cock-up in my stocks and left me for five days without any medications. Did I mind? Yes!
Said thank you to Karen, and gave a tangential farewell, and off she went ♥.
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Whoopsiedangleplop
Liberty-Global Virgin Media Went Down - Again!
Unbelievable! No, it's not!
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I made a brew; surely this time, I can manage to get it drank? Well, I did!
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Had a Check on Blogger Comments
Tim and Billum of Ohio saved utter embarrassment by commenting on the post. I replied to both. I thought I selected anyone can comment on Blogger options? None from Jane or Pete?
I probably got it wrong; I do that a lot!
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The Landline Flashed
Answered the phone - a few seconds delay - recorded Message began: 'I am calling from your Internet Provider...' I rang Off!
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Hristina Arrived...
My beloved Haematology Vampire Nurse had used the Intercom and got through to me! And, the panel let me admit her! Pshaw! Wowee! Hecky-thump! Has the intercom been mended at last? Is it working correctly again? Am I dreaming?
I just had to go for a wee-wee, bearing in mind this was only the second one of the day; you can imagine what the bladder felt like. Hristina got in the flat, and I said, 'Sorry, be there in a minute, I just had to go'. I joined her in the main room.
She was on the balcony, looking down at the progress being made at the end of Chestnut Walk with the new car parking spaced. She was genuinely excited at the thought of having more car spaces available, bless her.
I asked her if I could take a photo of her on the balcony, with the scenery behind her. And she agreed. So, I did.
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The Landline Flashed Again!
Answered the phone - a few seconds delay - recorded Message began: You have missed a call from you internet provide... I Rang Off!
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On With Updating this Blog
I'd not got far, and...
The Landline Flashed Again!
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I picked up the mouthpiece, and I said nothing, just waited... Nobody spoke, and after about thirty seconds, they rang off. Oh, dearie me! Not sure if it was a scam now... Tsk!
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On With Updating Again
The door chimes chimed. At first, I thought, ah, could this be someone from the taciturn Meridian Health & Social Care, to maybe explain things about the none-show of the carer, or even to apologise? Silly me! It was Josie returning the tray cutlery and dish from yesterdays meal. She seemed alright in herself, cheery enough.
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Going to Do the Ablutions
Hehe! From earlier visits, calls, and Accifaupas, I anticipate that I may well get interrupted part-way through. Or not, whichever.
The best session in months! Reet Good!
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Photographicalisationing
Chestnut Walk
Taken earlier
Ahead
Car park below.
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Getting Late Now
It won't be too long, a couple of hours maybe, before the Meridian evening carer will be calling... well, should be calling on me. I was surprised at hearing nothing from them yet, but thinking about it, no, I'm not surprised at all.
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Nosh Time
It may look like a poor man's meal - that's because it is! Hehe! Only joking! I was not feeling hungry enough to risk eating anymore.
The last two pork and pickle pork pies, the last of the white pickled onions, the last of the Iceland potatoes, the last pickled egg, gherkins and a mix of tomatoes. This got me thinking - (I do that sometimes), and I added some fodder to the Wednesday delivery from J Sainsbury's. Seafood sticks, potatoes and crispy cooked bacon. I've still got some of the crap Tesco potatoes for tomorrow, a battered lump of Marmite cheese, and only a few only just out-of-date Surami sticks for lunch.
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Waiting For The Carer To Call
Waiting For The Evening Carer To Call.
If indeed one is to call at all,
The brain fades, begins to stall,
Coherence mingles, I remain fearful,
Hello! I've wee-weed half a bucketful!
T'was like a mini hosepipe; that was incredible!
I've forgotten what I was going to type. Stressful!
There's one thing for which I should be grateful,
I've enough ice cream to fill a great plateful,
Maybe Twiglets too, purely complimental,
I'd better not though I've troubles dental!
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Evening Carer Arrived
Made my Night!
I was sat sitting creating the ode above, and a sweet voice was heard, the evening Carer had arrived. It was the lady whose name I cannot remember, come think of it, I have troubles recalling any of them, Hehe!
After she'd done the questions and issued my medications, I told her of my concerns over no evening carer having called on me last night. (Although at the back of my muddled brain, I feared that someone had called, and I may have had a memory blank again). She said; !If it happens again, after 20:00hrs, press the wristlet alarm and let someone know at Nottingham City Homes, then they can call Meridian!" I asked Katie (but that's probably not her name), I'm Christening her my Caring Carer from now on: Why did I not think of that? I thanked her, and off she went on her rounds, bless her! ♥
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Finalised this Blog
Rounded it off and sent it to Blogger to bugger up the formatting for me before they post it online.
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Facebook Catch-up
Then dive, dive, dive... into the £300, second-hand, c1968 recliner, in search of Sweet Morpheus!
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Sweet Morpheus was stubborn tonight, Humph!
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I am quite amazed at how reasonable (to borrow your word) the BP measures and such work themselves out. Perhaps I shall generate a graph to show the patterns over time. Good show, kind Sir!
ReplyDelete"A steady progress is better than a steady decline" — from the thots of Billumski.
Wondering what gives with the absent carers. Maybe they think you are doing better without them? Just a thought or two.
You mention a Karen who was able to help you along. On this side of the Atlantic, Karen is a derisive slam on someone who you do not approve of. I do not like how they take a very common name and attribute all manner of social discrace to such a concocted person. The Karen who helped you was certainly not an offensive person. I am hoping that the practice of labelling loses favor soon, but I highly doubt it will occur anytime soon.
Thank you for the kind mention of myself and Tim. It's always good to hear good mentions of the folks who visit you electronically.
A good picture of Hristina as well. Yes, the eyes are direct routes to the heart is wot me is thinking.
The BP sinketh to an all time low. I should be happy, but am I though? Graphicationalisationing sound good to me Sir.
DeleteI have been getting messages from YouTube about videos of bad drivers, they are calling every female driver who makes a mistake, a Karen (US).
No carer yet again, yet, this morning? (Tue)
What a woman, its only because I am fifty-years older than she, practically a virgin, on my last legs, and VD (vascular dementia) ridden, that's stopping me making a move... Hehehe! I jest, she is just such a wonderful kind, caring lady ♥.
Keepeth safe, HRH to get rest and sleep, and you to become famous world wide!
P.S. Speaking of Karens just now, it reminds me of Nathaniel Hawthorne's The Scarlet Letter, about a woman who was charged as being the Kare of the day and so-called culture (or absence of culture).
ReplyDeleteDanged stone throwers!
Dennis Wheatley... I've forgotten what I was going to say... Sorry.
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