Monday 9th August 2021: Inchies Diary, and sometimes the odd ode, that might be told?

Mary is smiling in her TFZer Pool Car - Creme Eggs Inside? Haha!

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MONDAY 9th AUGUST 2021

Crippling Colin Cramps

During the few hours kip I managed to get (Humph!), Colin Cramps gave me a pasting! I got up to get some exercise and got the Health Checks done while I was up.

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Health Check Results

Considerably better figures this morning!

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I got the computer on, and I found a photo that Sister Jane sent me yesterday. Terrible news, scary, depressing... Here it is...

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Anticipations

Amazon Morrison order to be delivered, Morning Carer, and Warfarin INR Haematology Anti-Coagulation, DVT (Deep Vein Thrombosis) Blood Testing Nurse, all expected to visit me this Monday. A busy day ahead?

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Morning Carer Arrived

07:48hrs: No making me jump this morning. Val always presses the door chime before coming in. The gal was in a bit of a rush this morning compared to usual. Still had a little natter with me after giving me the medications. ♥

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CorelDraw Graphic Making

I was well pleased with the results today. Saccades Sandra and Nicodemus' Neurotransmitters were both being kind to me, so my efforts were more productive and took a lot less time. ♥ The Wee-Weeing was regular this morning.

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Back To CorelDrawing

I'd got two graphics Diary-Top graphics done and saved for later us. (The wee-weeing was now even more incessant!) The Furesomides are doing their job, no question on that!

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Food Delivery

08:55hrs: The door chimes rang out, and I fumbled my way to the door, calling out, "I'm coming!" The Peripheral Neuropathy was twitching the moment I stood up. But the mini-hallway is so narrow, I used the walls and Metal Mickey for support to get there pretty quickly. It was the Amazon Morrison order arriving.

I was taken aback somewhat at first... three bags, and I'd spent over £49? It must be right. Many items were cut to the limit allowed. Twiglets (2), fish sticks (2), and potatoes (1 bag). Not delivered, Milk Roll Loaf, Wholemeal cobs, and Pod peas!

Oh, flipping heckythump! The chicken sweet chilli chicken breasts had gone up by 50p. The pork loin increased by 20p. Had they any, the milk rolls would have been up by 25p. Twiglets up by 25p as well. Humph! Got the stuff away, had yet another wee-wee, and back to CorelDrawing. Rear-end wind and belching, a lot?

Got some spuds in the slow cooker, with some Worcestershire sauce as a flavouring.

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Warfarin DVT Nurse Arrived

10:00hrs: An anticoagulation nurse came to take the blood. A nice, sociable gal she was too. We had a laugh, or two while did me.

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All Alone Again

And I became feeling a little blue! Boo-who! Now, no more visitors are due. So I went to make a brew of Glengettie tea.

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Change of Plans...

I decided to get the waste bags taken to the rubbish chute instead. So, I did!

Got the shoes on (Five mins).

Made another bag and got it on the box with the others I'd done (Ten Mins).

Had a wee-wee (Three Mins).

Checked around the flat (three minutes).

Got the box checked for safety (One minute)

At last, I was ready to leave the flat.

Limped along with the foyer of the flats, stubbed my toe on the trolley wheel as I opened the door to the chute room.

Got the bags down the cast-iron opening, without any trapped fingers! But on the way out backwards, I stubbed the same toe on the same wheel! I did larf! Humph! I lied as well. To the end of the lift lobby, and the draught from the wide-open window gave me legs and arms goose-bumps.

Got back in the flats looby, and struggling to get the trolley back in, I made it a hat-trick of toe stubbings! Argh!

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Back in the Apartment

Well, it sounds posher than flat!

A heavy rain shower had made Chestnut Walk below look like a river. It didn't last long.

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Brewed a Mug of Glengettie

Checked on the spuds in the microwave... no, Crockpot! Smelt nice! The water still looked red from the sauce I'd added.

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Herbert Hammers Away!

I could even hear it when I went into the kitchen, to find out it was going a bit dark again. I took this zoomed-in photo of the clouds.

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Porcelain Throne Attended

Boy oh, boy, this was a victory for Constipation Conrad in the DESB (Daily-Evacuation-Stakes-Battle-for-Supremacy); Trotsky Terence was well beaten! It took me ages to get things to start.

While urging and painfully pushing things along, I succeeded with the crossword and got a few answers solved, well, three.

When the action began, it was a slow, agonistic job that took me ages to complete. Rock-solid giant meatball shaped depth-charges were released. 

The stomach actually swelled up even more than usual after the evacuation? What! However, amazingly Harold's Haemorrhoids did not bleed at all; they stung a bit, mind. I was well-pleased with this and the fact that Little Inchies fungal lesion wasn't bleeding either!

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Tried To Get a Nap

It was no good; Herbert above's tap-tapping was persistent and so annoying. I had to give up, and I decided to get the ablutioning done.

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Ablutionisationing Went Well!

Teeth cleaning started the aching off, but no too severely. Nasal Cleaning went quickly. Then the shaving... believe it not, but no nicks or cuts while I was shaving! Only a handful of dropsies!

The showering was almost perfect, just the one clout on the shoulder, which see Shaking Shoulder Shirley off for a while.

Medicationalisationing

Never gone betterer!

Dressing

No accifauxpas, whoopsiedangleplops, falls or knocking anything over. Smug Moded!

Had a wee-wee, washed the dandies, and made a brew of Thompsons Punjana.

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Restarted The Computer

Uploaded the photos taken to use in this post and came across this mystery one...

Well, it's not a towel, it's not the shower curtain, but what is it, I ask?

I figuratively dug into my expiring memory. Tried to see what it couldn't be... Sherlock Mode here! I referred to my intelligence, EQ, and cunning problem-solving skills...

Nope, no idea!

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♥ Carer Jill Arrived ♥

Once again, as I was deep into trying to solve the above mystery, my nose was up to the computer screen... Jill had not rung the door-chimes again, and had come in, and was standing right behind, she said: "Hello, how are you keeping?" Made me jump that much. My first thought was Crikey; she'll kill me off one of these days! Hehehe!

Yes, I am in love again, that's several now, Nurse Christina and three carers, not to mention Warden Deana. Har-har-har!  But I didn't mind. I just appreciated that it was Jill who's came to tend to me ♥. She had arrived early to have time to offer help on the decluttering for me again, and she took a lot of stuff away for me.

Not only that, but she rang the surgery for me and rebooked the missed (my fault) appointment at the surgery for the Memory Test last Friday. She even said now we have a date (I loved that we, word! ♥), Monday 23rd August 15:00hrs, she will mention it to her boss, and ask whichever carer was on duty to remind me! Bless her! ♥

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To Confusion

I miss the days of the gramophone,

It had an earthy distinctive tone,

Listening to Frankie Vaughn, my mind was blown,

Of course, the gramophone was not my own,

I had to bribe a neighbour, to get a loan,

Now I'm old and taking prednisolone,

Warfarin, Omeprazole and Fluxonazone, 

Living on cheap bead and mascarpone,

Dwelling in a flat all on my own,

Sorry, if this has a depressing tone,

With Vascula Dementia, memories unknown,

I just stubbed my toe on a stone,

I had to have a little chunter and moan!

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Blog Finalised and sent it off

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