Wednesday, 14 July 2021

Tuesday 13th July 2021: Diary, Photographicalisations, and maybe the odd ode, that might be told?

TFZeress Now into Acting!

Last Nights Happenings

I was working at Facebooking...

The internet dying again soon put an end to that plan of action!

Swine! Gits! Useless overpaid Fries again!

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Tuesday 13th July 2021

05:00hrs: I woke. 05:01hrs: I fell back to sleep. 0525hrs: I woke up again, in need of a wee-wee. 05:30hrs, Wee-wee completed, and off to get the early stand-up ablutions done.

Ablutions

I could not find the Duraphat toothpaste?

But, the session was one of the better ones. I was stood standing there at the sink, with my feet in a bowl of hot water and Dettol, and completed the shaving operation whilst the feet soaked. Got the shaving sone with only three dropsies and two of the tiniest cuts on the chin.

Completed the scrubbing up, and I got the medicationalisationing done. All went decently well, I must say. Then the Porcelain Throne was needed - which was very handy as I was stood one hobble away from it at the time. Hehehe!

All went tremendously well. A tiny bit of blood from the Harolds Haemorrhoids, but an awful lot from Little Inchies fungal lesion! Boy, the pain when medicating him a second time! Argh!

The feet were looking much betterer.

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Handwashing Done

After washing the shirt, I made and drank a mug of Glengettie tea and check the Boot's made in China Sphygmomanometer. The reliable, trustworthy, Chinese manufactured contactless thermometer both working fine.

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Health Checks Performed

Not a bad set of figures!

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New Carer Arrived

Young gal. But she tried to give me a Warfarin! Luckily, my being 'with-it' a bit more this morning, I caught on to the error. I calmly explained that these are nighttime tablets, and there was only one, when tonight, the dose will be two tablets. The girl had not called on me before (I think), and others have cocked my Warfarin up as well, so I was very calm with her. The system is confusing to me, so the carers have a job of working things out for the first few times they call.

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Prepped Things For The Busride To Bulwell

Turned off the computer, and I readied things for the bus ride out to Bulwell. Things seem to have helped me in getting ready, early Carer's arrival... Now I'm worried! As I thought this, my EQ spoke: "Don't get too excited!"

Out... Whoopsiedangleplops

I got down to the ground floor; the noise from the drain cleaning was horrendous! I walked through to the Wardens Den, both busy. Back and into the link passage, and I thought I'd take a photograph. Huh! Turned the Canon camera on, 'No SD Card in this camera' message. Peed-off with myself to a great degree, I went back up in the lift to collect the SD card. Damn it! I was going to miss the bus if I wasn't quick. Humph!

 Back down again to the passageway.

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 Agh! Whoopsiedangleplop!

Got down to the ground floor lobby once more. I'd left the mobile phone in the flat! As I was walking back to the elevators - the fire alarm sounded! Of course, the lifts would not work now. So I was marooned! Hehe! 

No way I could get up the 24 flights of stairs with the trolley. I had to wait until the fire brigade arrives. The caretakers came and tried to get the lifts restarted, but it was a long job, by which time any hopes of catching the bus were lost!

RANTING

I was fuming at my stupidity in getting into this mess. Even angrier at the circumstances of how I'd got myself in this Gawd-Awful dilemma!.

I had to wait for ages, but eventually, the lifts returned to service. So, I got up to the flat...

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WHOOPSIEDANGLEPLOP!

I got in and could not remember what I'd come up to the apartment for? But there is no chance of catching the bus to Bulwell now. 

I had a frenzied, apoplectic ranting session again, all aimed at my own patheticness. Cursing,  swearing, spitting and got myself all worked up! This did Duodenal Donald, no good at all! I gulped down a good swig of the useless Peptac medicine, and I started updating this blog.

What To Do?

After much-convoluted thoughts and planning in my mind, I decided to go to the Co-op in Sherwood and get some pod peas, if they have any in stock. Which will be questionable!

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OUT AGAIN... Tentatively!

Down and along the link passage.


I called in to see the Wardens again, but both were looking so busy, I about-turned and poddled to the bus stop outside. Caught the 40 and down Winchester Street, pressing the bell for the bottom stop, but the bus didn't. Seems I'd not pressed the button correctly? Got off at the stop on Mansfield Road, crossed the pelican lights and into the Wilko store.  I came out with a kettle descaler and the three things I panned to get; a bottle of ylang-freesia freshener, Liquid Soapflakes, and lemon Zoflora disinfectant.

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Down To The Co-op for the Pod Peas

The Co-op didn't have any pod peas... well, Grognangles!  Disappointed in that the cock-ups this morning meant I couldn't go to Morrison for my peas... Dammed Co-op! Crap!

But I did come out with three things that I just didn't need at all. (sounds familiar?) A Cheese Twist - £1.90. One tin of Smedley's Garden peas at 23p (30p at Sainsbury's!)  A loaf of sliced Sourdough bread (Naughty and not needed! I'm beginning to hate myself again, here!  Lemon Cheese desserts, £1,10 (They are for Josie). And a box of Essential and delightful) 99 tea bags. £2.10.

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Killed Time Waiting To get the bus back...

I made my way up the hill to the bus stop. As I got within 200 yards or so of the shelter, the 40 bus arrived and shot off before I could get to it! Well, would you believe it! Humph!

Getting Mifterer by the minute today!

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Options Considered

I hobbled down the hill, musing. After some considerable but inept and banal thoughts, I weighed up the options.

1) Walk back down the hill to Winchester Street and up the second steepest grade in Nottingham, back to the flats... No, maybe not!

2) Perhaps, I could have a go at doing the crossword book? Mmm!  Wait here for another hour for the next bus?

3) The only choice really; I'll walk back up the hill, down to Woodthorpe Grange Park and into the gates, up the slight hill to the Tree Copse, and down the steep, uneven gravel path, risking life and limb with the trolley guide... down to Chestnut Walk and my beloved Winwood Heights?

I'd gone so far down the hill while pondering, I found myself outside the Birds cream cake shop! Would I buy myself a cream cake, a diabetic, and an overweight one to boot? No, I was a good lad... mind you, I still bought two cream cakes... No, not for me, to treat Oberstgruppenfuhreress, Warden and Ballet Dancer, Deana, and cuddly Generaloberstess, Ice skating champion, Julie. Well, they were both working so hard this morning.

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A Grueling Walk Home Through The Park

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Up and over the brow, down I went to the gates into Woodhthorpe Grange Park.

There were not many Nottinghamians about.

Highlight Of The Day!

As I took a breather under some trees, a chap and his dog came down the path, and I immediately fell for his elderly white Retriever/Labrador!

He had a black bag over his obviously so painfully front paw and hobbled over to me - his face spoke to me - asking, "Have you got anything for me to eat for me?" I just knew! I asked the chap if the dog liked cheese and would he mind if I gave him some on a savoury cheese curl? The man said, "He loves cheese!" So I got the cheese curl from the trolley, and the dog demolished it! His tail wagging furiously! And this made me as happy as the old poorly Labrador was! 

I much regret not getting the camera out now!

Continued to the top and turned right near the top of the tree copse, and I saw the welcoming sight of the flats at the bottom.

I began the descent, doing my best not to let the trolley do the pulling!

Nearly at the bottom, all safe and soundish!

Hobbled along Chestnut Drive and dropped the cakes in the interrogation office for the gals. Noticed a bus just coming in, so had I waited for the bus, I'd have missed the wonderful dog in the walk up through the park.

As I poddled along the link corridor, Deana was coming in the opposite direction. I told her of the cream cake awaiting her return.

Through the swipe door into the decorative part of Woodthorpe Court. Hehe!

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Home At Last!

Up in the elevator. As I got out of the cage, I took a selfie and gave you all a wave!
I hope you like it!

The feet were aching, but the other ailments were all being kind to me. The memory of the wonderful good-natured dog stayed with me.

I got the purchases unloaded on the server and took a snapshot of them.

I'm already looking forward to this evenings meal. I plan to have smoked ham and tomatoes in a sort of Dagwood type sandwich or two, with the mini new potatoes and a marmite cheese?

On the plus side, had I managed to get to Bulwell and Morrisons, as initially envisaged, I'd have spent a lot more dosh today!

Then I pondered whether I needed anything else foodwise but felt I didn't, as yet anyway. But I decided to make an order for next week, from J Sainsbury's delivery.

I stripped off all but the PP's (Protection Pants) to cool down after my exertions. And started to update this blog...

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Whoopsiedangleplop!

In walked Matron Jackie! Oh, dearie me! 

She told me they (Jackie and the Doctor) had got the blood test results back from the Severe Frailty Test, and I was still in the Pre-Diabetic level. She asked if I was still eating sugary things. (Thank heavens I didn't buy myself a cream cake- Hahaha!) I amazingly remembered them arranging for me to go on a Diabetic Course, then along came Covid, and they were cancelled and put on the web instead, but it was impossible to take part. I tested the site, I could not hear what people were saying. And when I still tried to join, it took a lot of help from people for me to get online - but the password they gave me, needed to access the course, didn't work when the time came. Jackie said she would look into it to see if I am still on the list for when the face-to-face meetings start again. It may have been the shock of seeing the wobbly blubbery, whale-shaped body of mine, but she shot off very quickly. Hehehe!

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Back to the Updating

But Not For Long

Liberty-Global Virgin Media

Down Again!

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I Tended To The Meal Prepping

Did the washing up, took this shot of Chestnut Walk from the kitchen window.


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Ode To Today

So many Cock-ups, I can't keep calm,

No good praying or quoting a psalm,

It may time, for the funny farm?

With nausea, uneasiness, and a qualm,

And, I've just come to some more harm!

I walked into the doorframe, clouted my arm,

Tsk! Always a reason for panic and or alarm!

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Evening Carer Arrived

The bubbly young gal (Helena?), the one with the tattoos. After she's sorted the tablets. Oh, and I remembered to tell her that there was Warfarin in the pill-splitter! Me? Remembered? Yes! Smug-Mode-Engaged. Hehehe! - She had a chinwag and look at the balcony windows and learnt how the windows open. A complicated system, I think the gal may have had problems when needing to open them in other flats for people?

Off she shot to her next customer.

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Planned My Battle For Control of Sweet Morpheus

I put the TV on, to pretend to want to stay awake - hopefully, this ploy might fool Sweet Morpheus? I feel sure if she thinks that I want to stay awake, she'll ensure that I don't! After all, when I want to sleep, she so often denies it to me? 

Not a chance!

4 comments:

  1. Much geography visited, sir. Yer have inspired me to devote a sketch or three to address the countenance of Nottingham as engaged and encountered. Making sketches is another of my hobbies, don't cha know? Innit true? A sketchamatized interpretation of yer sites of adventure is my goal then. I wonders what will happen upon sharpening me pencils? Specifically, Blackwing 602: my favorite wood-surrounded graphite.
    http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uHWs1zBOqSA/T1fcHD8G82I/AAAAAAAACiQ/DM_5ePagShM/s1600/Blackwing-602-The-Best-Pencil-In-The-World.jpg

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    1. Ah, sir Billum, hope a;; well, Sir.
      I got your sketches thanketh thee. Saved them on the hard drive, and can't find them now! Curse! I am a fool.
      When I find them, I intend to publish them on Blogger. Providing the memory allows me. Indeed, in my tenderer years, I used to sketcheth a lot, and write poetry. Not very well, but it didn't matter.
      I've just started using the stencil pencils, is that the right word? Using the sharpener was getting difficult for me.
      I'll try your link, hang on mate... Got two likes with jpg crossed off. One "This site cannot be reached, second one I got a warning about the site not being safe! However I did fee a photo of the box of pencils. Be they a soft led, sir?



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  2. I would think that a sweet young carer would have a way of getting a cock up. That was a grueling walk back through the park. Decent looking meal and nice ode to end the day.

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    1. Merci, Mon Ami.
      Talking of cock-ups (Hehe!) I'm to have the snip. (Little Inchies Fungal Lesion) With some appointments already two year plus beyond the date arranged originally (Covid-Cuties), I don't think I'll live long enough to have it. Hahaha!

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