Saturday 17 July 2021

Saturday 17th July 2021: Diary, Photographicalisations, and maybe the odd ode, that might be told?

♥ TFZers Showtime! ♥

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Friday 16th July 2021

Evening

Evening views from the Kitchenette

Gorgeous!

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A Special Tonight!


A touch of trial and error in tonight's stew menu. I added some Stubbs (Hickory Liquid Smoke to the potatoes and then the final mix). A mixed bag that didn't come out too bad at all. Hoping for the best.

Canned Chill Soup, draining off the liquid, and adding my own chilli and Bisto gravy, with some smoked capsicum and vinegar. Then some tomato Passata. Too much, perhaps?

And it came out alright... not brilliant, but satisfactory. I gave it a score of 7.40/10.

Sweet Morpheus!

Sleep was slow coming again, but when it did, I got four and a half hours worth of blissful and uninterrupted heavenly head-downing! 

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Saturday 17th July 2021

05:00hrs: Woke up, and with utter contempt and reluctance to returning to life, I nodded off again. And had a dream about drowning, falling from a rowing boat on the Nottingham canal? I think I was thrown out of the boat?

06:10hrs: I stirred again into an ersatz form of wakefulness, intending to drift off again to see if I died in the canal incident. 

But, the need for a wee-wee changed my plans. I rose from the cosy depths of the £300, second-hand bought recliner, with incredible ease, and off to the NWWB (Nocturnal-Wee-Wee Bucket) and had let free a PSSU (Persistent, Short, Sharp, Uncomfortable)  mode wee-wee. A shockingly long lot of Cessational Micturitional) dribbling followed. When I get the ablutions done late on, I must wear the better protection pants, just in case.  

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Wet Room

Off to get the bucket emptied and sanitised in the wet room. And, needed another wee-wee while doing so. Hello, is it going to be one of those perpetually Wee-Weeing days?

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The First Brew of the Day

Off to the kitchenette, the, for me, late morning view was most picturesque, I thought.

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Dash to the Porcelain Throne!

In my haste and semi-panic to get to the Throne on time, a soupçon of Accifauxpas and annoying Whoopsiedangleplops had hit me when I'd gotten to the wet room: 

  • I gave myself a toe-stubbing on the server wheels. Ouch!
  • Spacial Awareness Andy misjudged the distance of the door frame - Clunk!
  • Getting seated, I clouted Arthur Itis left knee on the floor cabinet corner!
  • Then things were so solid inside, there was no chance of evacuating owt!


Still, I got some crosswording done.

And the feet looked good! But pale.

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Food Sorting and Prepping

Got some potatoes in the crock-pot, and I added some of the Stubb's Hickory Liquid Smoke. Cause I enjoyed those that I'd seasoned yesterday.

Then I checked the seasonings cupboard. Hehehe! No shortages there, then.

I cleaned the pill-splitter, had a few gulps of the Pentac medicine, and added some Jif lemon and lime to a bottle of Spring Water.

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Booted Up the Computer

The dreaded blue screen comes on each time I boot the computer. (Sob!)

I'm praying that if the Carer today is Craig, he might be able to give me some tips or guidance. 

I made a start on this blog and starting with last evenings events not put in yesterday.

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The Morning Carer Arrived

An hour later, and it was Craig calling! I mentioned the dreaded blue-screen problem and got a photo of it on the computer screen. That serves me right for thinking I was going to get some help from someone with it! But young Craig ignored it.

Craig got the medications sorted out professionally for me, and he shot off.

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Started This Blog Off.

Google Blogger was changing things after I'd typed them, but I can't find out until I go into preview mode. I went into that very often!

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Morning View Two

Beautiful! The delicate-looking puffer clouds are indicative of it being a hot sunny day today... Haha! But I might be wrong; it has been known.

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Onto The YourArea Emagazine

In search of news snippets

Not much going on, though.


That's that, then!

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HealthUnlocked Visited

I didn't make any comments or answers. But as usual, I was amazed at the differences that so many sufferers have to put up with.

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Belated Health Checks Done

The Blood Pressure was back up into the Hypertension 1 stage. But yesterdays drop into Pre-hypertension was a miracle, and it is only just a little way up higher today. Grrreat!

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A Cuppa and Biscuit!

But, no! Yes, the mug of Glengettie, but instead of a biscuit or two, I had two mini pork and pickle pork pies... with Worcestershire sauce.

Fantastic flavour!

Dribble pies with Worcester Sauce!

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Sister Jane Rang

We had an excellent nattering session. Fast wireless charging 10W - Qi Battery, Drone-detector facility, phone, it sounded tinny and hard for us to hear each other at times. Hehehe! 

Although, as is usual with their £1605,  9 Pureview Mobile, with its Android (Pie) updatability, Corning Gorilla Glass 5, Octa-Core Gold CPU, 4K@30fps, 1080p@30fps, HDR video, USB Type-C 3.1, %x12 MP. 28mm Camera, Bluetooth, A-GPS, Fingerprint (under display, optical), accelerometer, gyro, proximity, compass, barometer, Li-Po 3320 mAh, non-removable, fast charging 18W, Quick Charge 3.0, USB Power Delivery.

I enjoyed having a moan, natter and memory prompting; we both did, I think.

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Feeling Drained Now

I decided to try and get a little nodding-off session before the Carer arrives. Gotten Himmel! I had an hour nod-off.

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Woke Up, and off to the Late Ablutioning

Here is a report on the most amazing Ablutionalisational session ever taken!

Using the new prescription toothpaste, I surprised myself at how well I coped.

Not only did I not forget to spit out and not rinse the mouth - or use any mouthwash, the toothache was well within my bearability range! And, (this is true) no dropsies of brush or paste!

The good fortune continued with the showering. (Smug Mode Developing!) A few dropsies, but only a handful, and none worthy of recording. 

Only the one Accifauxpas, when I bent down to pick up the shower gel, a decent clouting of the right shoulder on the grab trail. A bit painful, but again, not too bad!

A toe-stubbingless event! 

The drying off went well as well!

The medicationalisationing... well, that didn't go so well, I'm afraid. Harold's Haemorrhoids did not take kindly to the Germloiding tonight, but I was doing it in a rush, as the Carer may come at any time. I don't see why, though?

Arthur Itis and Cathy Cartilage were fine about the Phorpain gelling.

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But, Back-Pain-Brenda not so? Why?

As usual and not unexpectedly, the Daktacorting of Little Inchies Fungal Lesion... Hurt!

Germolene applications to the sore areas were so welcome and eased the pains well! ♥

Getting dressed, for once, went off without any Nicodemus's neurotransmitters failures or indeed any of Neuropathic Pete’s adventitious right leg Schuhplattler drop-something and flail-about dancing routines; this was Good!

A right mixed bag, but more good than bad!

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Evening Carer Arrived

No sooner was I dressed and the door chimes rang out. It was Carer Helen, a friendly gal, she's been to tend to me before I think, but I had to ask her her name. I mentioned the Blue Screen and how it was affecting me, getting me down. Helen said she would ask her father if he knew anything, and she took a photo of the blue screen.

♥ That was kind of her ♥.

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Got the Lounge Pants Washed


I washed, rung, refreshed and hung the so-called lounge pants I got from Amazon. About two months ago, maybe less.

They have frayed at the end of the legs. The pretend pockets have both fell to pieces. The gusset has split. Tsk! 

I must do a report to Amazon.

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Made a Brew of Thompsons Punjana

Getting late now, and I do not feel like eating. The two mini pork & pickle pies I had earlier seem to have fuelled me up enough?

Made the brew and took a photo of the Godsmacking evening view.

The colouring was so different to usual. I put a photo of yours truly on it for a bit of fun... I thought the connection twixt the sun and my dome was suitable for getting a smile or laugh?

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Updated this Blog (Ode)

Got it sent off to blogger,

But it was a right bugger,

Blogger changing the fonts,

Sizes and formatting I wants,

Does doing this make Google feel smugger?

It's me that it affronts!

Just thought I'd mention it, like!

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TTFN

4 comments:

  1. A soupçon is a great way to measure anything, of course, incliding all combinations of accifauxplops.
    Lisa an I have taken to substituting all thanks with fanks. It is our way to having it go viral over the entire English-speaking planet.
    We tries our hardest to introduce all and each with expressions originating only from Woodthorpe 72. :-)
    Please say howdy to Jane upon the next phonecall.
    TTFNski, kind Sir!

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    1. Dang decent of you Sir. Fanks a lot. Fame at last, one of us, twixt the three of us, must get some, surely? Maybe not.
      I will relay you message, Sir, to our Jane, she sent a Fank you back, by the way - but tshe said Thank you, and told me off for using incorrect English. Hahaha!

      Bad do going on at the moment, Billum; No Carer arrived to do the evening medications. The Matron told me not to touch the medications, leave it all to them. (We seem to be getting the better of the BP, though?) Now, what do I do? It's hours late in taking the tablets and medicines, and I've got a Warfarin test in the morning (Hristina, that will cheer me up) but the reading will show high will it not... that is if anyone comes at all - I'm confused, Sir?

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  2. That blue screen does not look good. Love you updating ode.

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    1. Scared about the screen, no help available.
      Glad you liked the ode, Sir.
      Damned Sundays!
      No evening carer arrived yet (21:40hrs) to sort the medications. Oh, dear!

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