Thursday 16th September 2021: Inchies Day, and sometimes the odd ode that might get slipped in! Inchies Day

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 THURSDAY 16th SEPTEMBER 2021 

Last Nights Sunset

Bootifull!

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06:40hrs: Woke and awaited the brain to follow my example. I didn't, so I carried on, on my own. Hehe! Had a chat with Koala and Teddy, hoping no Carer would come in and catch me. Haha!

Rising to my feet, painfully, and I got a bit of a surprise-and-a-half.

The feet had bloated to a stage where walking was difficult, dangerous and hurt a smidgeon. Keeping my balance was nigh-on impossible at first. I was staggering, struggling to maintain control.

I've had this before when it was caused by water retention. It could be that again, but I've been wee-weeing yesterday, a lot stronger? I had a walk up and down the corridor, and things walking-wise were eased after that.

 But I was aware of the need to be careful while the problem remained and take things steady. No sudden getting up, rushing or... Hahaha! Rushing? Me? Hehehe! I do write some unintentional, humorous garbage, don't I! 

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The SYS is working its way back up very slowly. 141, 130, 134 and today, 143. But the NHS Assessment came back with a good result all the same when used with the DIA. Nicely in the lower red, almost in the amber! So, I'm well-pleased with these.

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Pottering Around Again!

I kicked off on now usual pottering around doing unrelated and not time-critical odd jobs. Starting with the washing of the new shirt for the second time. Getting the floor and myself wet in the process.

Ten made some mini food-waste bags up and put them on the box in the hallway, near the door.

Got the potatoes into the crock-pot on a low setting.

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Morning Carer Arrived

The carer was Sobia Naheed, I think. She's a new starter, a student, I guess. Very pretty. Of the no-nonsense mould.

Efficient at the job, though. Just not interested in a chinwag with an old-timer like what I am, Hehe! I think that her mixing with the lower classes is helping her with whatever university or college course the gal is taking. Suits me though, she's certainly got me to cut back on the waffling while she's here. Hahaha!

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Porcelain Throne Activity

With bloated Feet Assessment

After two days of PorcelainThrone activity of the Trotsky Terence type, almost liquid nature, it has returned to the control of Constipation Conrad style!

Stubbornly refusing to start any movement, despite my innards telling me it's coming, it didn't! So, I had a go at the crossword puzzle book, grid 101.

I absolutely failed to get a single solution! So, still no activity from the rear end, I moved on to puzzle 102.

Ah, this one was better for me. I did manage a few answers in this one. Then, just as I was getting on so well with crossword...

The slow, grinding, raw, throbbing event began. It grounded out.

But it needed assistance when it stopped of its own accord part-way through. It does that sometimes?

Several monumentally demanding pushes brought the session to a close. Gawd, that was one of the most prolonged and complicated evacuations I've ever suffered!

Inconceivably, there was no bleeding whatsoever? But I was still glad it had ended. Then had a decker at the legs and feet with the Canon. 

The knees and legs looked okay to me.

T'was the feet and toes that were the problem this morning still. Walking continued to be a problem.

I got dressed without any issues, and as I turned to leave the wet room... Would you believe it? I found the missing cotton-thin dressing gown! I've been looking for this for some days now.

As soon as I spotted the dressing gown, it was hanging at the back of the shower curtain rail. I remembered putting it there to dry after I'd washed it a couple of days ago now. Ah, well!

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My noisy, taciturn, aloof, Laodicean neighbour from above.

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Wee -Brew-Comments

I took a long wee-wee. Made a brew of Thompsons Punjana. Then went to the Blogger comments.

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CorelDraw Graphic Making

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Tap-Tap-Tap- Knock-Knock-Tap-Tap

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Wee-wee - No Tea

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CorelDraw Graphic Making

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Tap-Tap-Tap-Tap-Tap-Tap-Tap- Clunk -Tap-Tap-Tap-Tap-Tap-Tap-Tap-Tap-Tap-Tap-Tap-Tap-Tap-Tap-Tap-Tap-Tap-Tap-Tap-Tap-Tap-Tap-Tap-Tap-Tap-Tap-Tap-Tap-Tap-Tap-Tap-Tap-Tap-Tap-Tap-Tap-Tap-Tap-Tap-Tap-Tap-Tap-Loud Music?

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Feet Ankles

Might be looking less swollen? It could, of course, just be me seeing wrong; saccades has kicked off again.

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CorelDrawing Again

Slow work, I had to stop; Saccades was too bad for me to concentrate. The persistent noise isn't helping. Hell, he's off again!

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Tap-Tap-Tap-clunk, bang-Tap-Tap...

All the time now, non-stop. Herbert's got a big job on, I suppose? I'll stop recording my  equanimous, unclubbable, stand-offish, unapproachable, haughty, neighbour's noises, but if they do stop, (Hahahahaha!) I might mention it.

What a Git! 

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CBD Time

I'll take an extra painkiller now; the noise had given me a headache. I hope I don't meet the scumbag if I go out... it will not be pleasant if I do! To say the least.

He's still belting away up there.

Swine!

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Got Some Nosh

I had planned to show a photo of this rather tasty beef & gravy, potatoes and peas made up meal - but I left the SD card in the computer and took this non-existent photograph and two of evening skies, which didn't save, of course. 

I did laugh about it! Well, no, I didn't. Sorry about that fib. Cragnangles!

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Evening Carer Arrived

It was Julia, the American gal. Julia did her best to explain the prescription shortages and what she was doing to make it right. She took her time and said that the Codeines would run out by Monday. Which will, I think, mean she will leave notes for Meridian to sort out - they are infamous for failing to do so and indeed have let me down several times already! But I rear I got a smidge confused, and am not sure anymore. She did say she was going on holiday, though. A grand lass, I like her so much. Walked, weel hobbled with her to the door. She took the waste bags to the chute for me as she departed. ♥

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Jill ♥, it was who left a message telling them I needed a reminder of the Doctors appointment for the first memory test. Meridian failed to do so.

The second one, I was assured I would be reminded by the morning carer on the rearranged day. Again, no reminder was given. I was told the carer the third time, and an email would be sent to remind me of the third appointment - neither matured! As pure luck would have it, Jill ♥ called a day before and sent a reminder email to me on her own account. ♥

Then for two Saturdays, no Morning Carer arrived. The first time, I forgot all about no carer calling, and I missed all my morning medications.

The second time, I rang the number on the Meridian folder, and I could hardly understand what the chap was saying. But I did catch his impatient mannerisms when I failed to tell him I was in Nottingham, and each asking him to repeat what he said really pissed him off. However, someone came out to me, six hours late. Which meant I dosed up on the evening tablets six hours early... I don't think it did me any good that, if I recall rightly.

So, my confidence in the prescription medications being fetched for me, and someone to ring the Doctors to make an appointment for the flu jab, my hopes of avoiding the worry and panic, are not at all high. It all goes to prevent any contentment from sneaking into my life!

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Late Evening

Things are unattainable, like rest and respite,

Cause everything takes much longer, life's a fight,

Can longer do things quickly, try as I might,

To pass wee-wee without pain, the day's highlight!

Trying my best to keep out of the limelight,

Appointments, shopping, just another oversight,

The Lord's Prayer, sometimes I recite,

After losing another memory-blank fight,

I went to buy bleach, came back with a theodolite!

It's such an effort to try to type or write,

And the potatoes I bought were covered in blight!

If I forget to get food in, it's stale bread and Marmite,

The Whoopsiedangleplops and Accifauxpas unite,

To ensure each night is a sleepless twilight,

Well, it certainly was yesternight!

Life's a struggle, a constant fight...

I think I'll have pickled onions tonight!

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Updated Blog

Then posted it off to Blogger.

Facebooking, then bed was so needed, I got a nibble and my head down.

TTFN!