Saturday 31st July 2021: Photographicalisations, and maybe the odd ode, that might be told?

♥ Hello, hello: The Mysterious Glove? Heather, Keith or Clint? ♥

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SATURDAY 31st JULY 2021

05:15hrs: I required the regulation wee-wee when I woke up. I meandered over and got to grips with the NWWB (Nocturnal-Wee-Wee Bucket), without any (Pre-Micturitional) or CM (Cessational Micturitional) dribbling. Indeed, there was hardly any urine passed at all? The bladder, although giving all the signs of needing evacuating, refused to flow. The odd bit of painfully forced splatterings was all I could manage. Not a good start!

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Vague-Minded Again

I think I had plans to get the ablutions done, but somehow, I ended up washing the Pakistani made Green Cedar Wood Hollow-out Round Neck Acrylic shirt in the kitchen sink? I Dopped the shirt wringing it out - mess to clean.

Then, getting the potatoes into the crockpot on a low setting for later on. And made a brew of Glengettie tea. The brain was wanting to click into gear. Thoughts Storms were ignored?

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Waste Bags Sorted

I started on this task, and I had nearly filled the box when the brain decided it would be a good idea to have a wash, so I did.

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Legs & Feet - Were they Mine?

To me, they looked better than they have done in years! Along with the currently excellent Health Check results... I'm confused!

He rang the intercom (So nice that it's working again). I pressed him in, and he put the carrier inside the door for me. I offered a treat, and it was duly chosen (Vodka & Lime). Oh, and I returned a substituted item. I'm getting better?
The last ones I made were a little too hot. Tsk! I hope it comes out alright this time.

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Out of the wet room - back in again!

I'd only hobble a few feet, and the bowels told me to rush back for an urgent need of the Porcelain Throne was needed.

Well, the evacuation was not going to happen soon. Rock-solid, it refused to come out, and damned painful trying to force things along! No crossword book to use, Tsk! I tried to count the cracks on the ceiling and walls... Haha! 

It seemed like hours later, the pain increased, and the gigantic torpedo began to nudge its way out, bit by hurtful bit. Eventually, the relief of the final push came. (Phew!)

However, after the monstrosity was freed, there was no bleeding from Harold's Haemorrhoids or Little Inchies fungal lesion. (Smug-Mode)

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Shot Through Balcony

Looking a little bleak this morning.

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Carer Craig Arrived

Soon got me sorted out with the medications, and I showed him the progress made on the new car park from the balcony. Off he shot, I insisted he take a treat on the way out.

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Tea - Blogging and Wee-weeing

The wee-weeing remained the same all day. I'm getting worried about tonight when I try to sleep. Hopefully, these short pathetic, trickling, but painful efforts will stop soon? They didn't!

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The Iceland Man Cometh!

Carriers took to the kitchenette.

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Got the fridge and freezer loaded first. Realising that I'd bought two packs of Strawberries, one for Jenny, one for Deana & Julie; another Whoopsiedangleplop - it's Saturday, no wardens on duty, is there? I am a clot! 

Still, I can give them both to Jenny, and this lady will sort them into a good home. ♥

The fridge was not as full as usual, so I must be getting something right for once?

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Health Checks Sorted

And Amazing Results Again!

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Herbert Clanging and Banging Again

I'd love to know what it is he's making. But, with him being so ascetic, eremitic, and aloof, it's difficult to talk with him with his sniffy, better-than-you attitude. But I like him!

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Got More Bags Done up

Filled the box to overfull and got ready to take it to the waste-chute room.

Added the bag for Jenny on the handlebars, and I set off to the lift lobby...

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Triple Accifauxpas

Opened the cast iron drawer, dropped the first bag on the floor. Bent to retrieve it and caught my elbow in the edge of the metal.

I was doing nicely until one of the slightly too big bags was noticed. I'd taken, as usual, some smaller yellow bags to split the waste from the bigger pack with (Cunning?) Dropsied the yellow bag as I tore it off of the roll, down the get it, and the right shoulder hit the metal!

Third Accifauxpa: I'd finished the bag's depositing and came out of the confined space backwards with the trolley. Stubbed my toe against the trolley guide wheel! Argh! Seemed a suitable expletive that I used, or similar.

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To the lift to Jenny's

Cropped... no, dropped the bag near Jenny's door, rang the bell and back up flat number 72.

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Back on the Computer

Oh, how maddening and sad at the same time! Liberty-Global Virgin Media went down, as it has done on several occasions for the last seven days, but this time it was for an extended period.

I understand that Mafia-Looking-Man Fries has since had his money put back up? I believe he is playing with figures to impress the owner, and a damned good job of scamming him, he is doing too! Why he should be worth $123.2 million a year; when the turd-face, profit-mad, manipulator of money can't even supply the internet service with any reliability is beyond me.

But I'm only a customer of Liberty-Global, thus the last person to be considered. Sorry!

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Pickled Cucumbering!

I had a bash at making some pickled cucumbers and put the jar into the fridge to marinate to have with tonight's meal.

Thus, another Accifaupas!

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On The Your Area Site

Looking for anything of interest

Not a lot. But the weather forecast one could explain the rather dim photo I took...

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Nosh Served

Very nice. 8/10 Flavour!

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Half-Hour Kip

I think some banging woke me up, not that it mattered. I needed a weak unwilling wee-wee anyway. Then...

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Handwashing

I got the Afghanistani made, grey long-sleeved t-shirt washed, refreshed, wrung and hung.

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Carer Arrived

Soon got me sorted again; it was Victoria.

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Porcelain Throne Mark Two!

Another Struggle to moe things. Tsk!

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Computer Updating

finalised, checked and posted to Blogger.

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Ode To The Day

Oddly, today I didn't have many a brew,
The wee-wees were painful, it's true,
Much sorting and cleaning to do,
But not a lot was got through,
Many Accifauxpas I did accrue,
Head, elbow, and fingers too!
Stubbed my toe, another boo-boo,
Porcelain Throne, although nothing new,
Rock-Solid pooh, but what can you do?
At times I thought I'd lost my khu,
Walked into the door, left my shoulder blue,
But all of the day I did not rue,
At times I felt bright and thew!
Such as when Valerie came into view!
I won't charge too much for an interview,
With a psychiatrist, will ten-bob do?
I suppose this scribbled ode confuses you?
It seems like me to be all raddled and askew.
I need someone to cuddle & cling to!

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Enough of this waffle

Evening All!