Saturday 14th August 2021: Inchies Diary, and sometimes the odd ode, that might be told?

♥ Something Not Right Here! Worrisit? ♥

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SATURDAY 14th AUGUST 2021

04:15hrs, my first awakening, and the brain revealing a Koche-Putzi, a mishmash of unwanted worries and fears flowed.

My somnambular mood, and firm oppugnancy at the very thought of getting back awake, reduced me to a whimpering wreck, determined not to be active in mind or body! I soon fought off the nagging Thought Storm and returned to where I felt and insisted that I should be, in the arms of Morpheus, and I slipped blessedly back to sleep! If I remember correctly, with a warning coming to me from my EQ? 

04:35hrs: I stirred once more, ignoring the want of a wee-wee (I paid the price for this later!), I stayed put where I was, and I got back into the land of nod!

05:00hrs: I woke again, this time with a smidge of guilt. I pondered over the percentage chances of an accident, wee-wee-wise, and knowing I do need to get up - I dropped off again!

06:00hrs: This time, there was no resisting the need for a wee! In fact, I had to fight my way out of the £300, second-hand, c1968, horrendously grungy coloured, eyesore of a haemorrhoid-testing, unfit-for-use, recliner, and toe-stubbingly got to the NWWB (Nocturnal-Wee-Wee Bucket).

Where an FPB (Forceful-Painful-Blasting) marathon of a wee-wee flowed out as if from a hose-pipe! The agony, all my own fault entirely, for denying the bladders wants earlier! Huh!

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Started doing Odd Jobs?

Made up some waste bags, washed and disinfected the wee-wee bucket; I used it again first. Tsk! But the flow had gone back to its unwilling, weak, wilful resistant mode. For some reason, I took a photo of the end of the new car park. Ah, yes, I know why now, all the vehicles in it were red ones?

I shall relate this to Billum, from near Ohio.

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Health Checks Done

The BP was sneaking back up to the hypertension pink area. But I'm not bothered; it's been in the red a few times recently.

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Food Prepping!

Got the gorgeous garden pod peas podded!

Then the spuds in the crockpot...
Then remembered to slice and add the flat uncultivated mushrooms.

Better late than never!

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Nasty Nicodemus's Neurotransmitters!

The Updating of Friday's block did not go well. In fact, it took longer than ever it has to get it sorted. The nerve ends were the main reason. Later on, it was listening to the haughty, untouchable, pompous, pretentious, uppity Herbert's drilling or grinding with the odd tap and bangs was making concentration harder as well. But, still, the inviolable, sacrosanct, unchallengeable Herbert is driving me bonkers, but as the management of NCH believe he has the right to annoy me every day, I'll say no more! I don't want to get thrown out of my flat for saying too much!

Well, well, he's quietened down now. Sorry, Herbert! Keep up the silence!

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Blogger Buggers things Too!

When it came to finalising the blog, most of the things I had changed so often earlier, to get back to how I wanted them to look, had been changed by Blogger again! Alignments, font sizes etc., had been altered. I shall be interested to see what it comes out like on the web later. Snagrotts! I posted it with crossed fingers.

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Carer Arrived Late

Not her Fault, I must Say!

It was Carer Kara who called. A sweet-natured gal. She got the medications sorted for me. I asked her if she was late because staff had not turned up again, as it was Saturday? Poor thing! The poor gal has been covering and done a long shift, she said. I did my best to cheer her up. And she has a lovely nature. ♥

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Started This Blog Going

Sister Jane rang me

We had a jolly good gossip, and I was getting updates on their situation, and Harassing Herbert started drilling and tap-tapping. Annoyingly, Jane could not hear him. Humph! Still, a nice long natter was enjoyed.

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Strayed Off The Plot...

Went to make a brew. I noticed some marks on the kitchen floor and got don to clean them up. Wiping twixt the cupboard and cooker, what came out, but a dried harder than concrete pea! This one must be an old one, not from last week, yesterday, or today. It must have been laying awaiting being discovered for months! Hahaha!  Like you do.

Did a bit more cleaning and wiping and made up a small waste bag...

Sealed it and got the roll and took a bag off of it; Nicodemus's Neurotransmitters struck again. I dropped all three at the same time! Getting down to retrieve them, (This picture I took gives you a clue to what happened, I don't think I need to say, but I will anyway...) 

I stubbed my left foot toe on the wheel of the server trolley! Argh! Spurgledang!

No cuts or bruises, mind. But so painful!

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At Long Last! I began This Blog

I am now so far behind with everything; it's well into the afternoon, already! Haliva!

Many breaks for a wee-wee ensued. Every one of the PSSU (Persistent, Short, Sharp, Uncomfortable) modes. A fair bit of CM (Cessational Micturitional) dribbling. I'll be glad to get the ablutioning done. I had to change into new PPs now, though, have a freshen up like, and medicated the piles while doing so.

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YourArea Emag Perused

I had a search for anything of possible interest that I could use sarcastically. Haha!

Found a few...

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Got The Meal Sorted

Every item, apart from the chicken, tasted ace! Outstanding were fresh peas! The tomatoes shop bought, we disappointing, to say the least, bland but about passable. So and thus, a Flavour-Rating of 7.2/10.

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Evening Carer Arrived

It was Valerie. She was in a rush tonight, but she still gave me a minute to gossip after sorting the medications out for me. She took two bags with her to the waste chute! ♥

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A Different Dessert Tonight

A fruity ice cream lolly. Nice!

Tangy flavours. I liked it!

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Updating This Blog

Posted it, emailed the link. Went on TFZer & Winwood Heights Facebook.

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Ode To My Odes

My Odes, I know, are not proper right,

It's safer to read them in daylight,

I'll claim not any copyright,

They are not paper on which I write,

Not never written with any foresight,

The words just flow as they might,

Occasionally, one comes out a delight,

But that is less than a double fortnight,

When this happens, it's a real highlight,

From Thought storms, I get no respite,

Panicking, to me, is a parasite,

Life is never black and white!

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TTFN

Friday 13th August 2021: Inchies Diary, and sometimes the odd ode, that might be told?

♥ TFZer Jillie, exercising the pets ♥

Remember This?

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FRIDAY 13th AUGUST 2021

05:30hrs: I fought my way back into conscientiousness, out of the c1968 recliner, and to the wee-wee bucket.

 My mind was lagging behind the body for once, the haziness and vagueness continued, and I found myself in the kitchen, having washed and sanitised the much-overused bucket and scrubbing away doing the hand washing of a shirt. As I was hanging it up above the sink to drip-dry, I remembered that the lounge trousers also needed washing - so I did! Added them to the rail with the shirt.

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Housework Mini-Purge

Waste bags made up, some shredding done, then off to the wet room. I did stop to take a photo through the balcony from the computer chair. It had, I thought, an eerie air?

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Porcelain Throne & Ablutions

The Throne action took ages to start, so the crossword book was used.

The Throne took precedence, of course. Once it started, it proved to be unmessy, smooth, painless, and easy to clean up after the session - Nice Change! 

After freshening things up, I thought I'd seen a distinct pattern in the bog-cleaner liquid - blown if I can fine it the photo I took?

Ablutions

Stand-Up again, Tsk! Went as such:

Teeth cleaning, Toothache Terence was a bit of git with me. Three dropsies.

Nasal Clearing, apart from three more dropsies again, went well.

Shaving went amazingly well. Just four dropsies and one tiny nick.

Medicationalisationing

Harold's haemorrhoids were creamed without any bother at all!

Ear drops done, with one dropsy.

Little Inchies fungal lesion ointmentating went, as usual; it was agony! One dropsy.

Stomach Scar Germolene application was not too painful at all, no dropsies!

The Phorpain gelling of Arthur Itis's and Cartilage Cathy, even better - they were both in a good mood with me!

Drying off, no calamities of any kind.

Getting dressed... Ah, well, there's always one, isn't there! Getting the PP's on, and for some reason, the pair had stuck together, front and back - naturally, I hadn't noticed, and ended up going over backwards, down on the bum... instantly, Harold Haemorrhoids were no longer kind to me! Crudhollows!  

I crawled on all fours and utilised the shower chair. That got me back up.

On the bright side, the legs were looking worthy of this picture going in the Tate Gallery. They look prettier this morning than a pile of bricks! Cheaper to buy too? Are you reading this Tate gallery, people? Haha!

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Brew Of Glengettie Tea - Much-Needed!

Made a start on this blog. Then noticed the change in the sky, so I took another snap through the balcony window.

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Morning Carer Arrived

It was new girl number two, Cassandra. Nice enough buxom little thing. Found a minute or two for a chinwag. I think my loquacious greetings caught her off guard, but she seemed to like it, all the same, bless her! Got the medications and questioning done, filled her log sheet and spared me a minute for my rambling, open bonhomous waffling. ♥ 

Then I realised the cock-up I had made. (Hard to believe, I know!) I had meant to tell the carer that I won't be needing the Furesomide this morning: I'm hoping to go out to Bulwell, and the tablets are not time-critical, so I'll take it when I get back. But No! Oh, not me! I'd even left a not on the TV screen to remind me...

I spotted it seconds after taking the Furesomide! Humph! Dare I go out, or not? Caution abandoned, I decided I would go!

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I Opted To Go To Bulwell

Fool!

Waste bags to the chute returned the box and readied things for the bus trip.

Into the elevator and down to the ground floor.

Entered the link passage and took this snap of the workers doing something on the last bit of new car parking on Chestnut Walk.

Entered the auto-lit passageway into Winwood Court, it still smells all new.

Along and into the Social room. At the far end, I noticed there was a piano or organ. Wonder if they'd let me yodel?

Out to the bus stop and did my best to listen to the residents seated in the shelter, having a chinwag session, sharing moans.

Caught the 19 bus, and thus suffered from Harold's Haemorrhoids bleeding, Cartilage Cathy, and Arthur Itis all causing me grief. This was due to the Stirling Moss infatuated bus driveress. Clinging onto the trolley guide to stop it from sliding away on each bend or corner, even when the brakes were jumped on at bus stops! I, as were the other passengers, was tossed and thrown about.

It was a miracle that I hadn't wee'd myself! I was so glad when I limped off of the bus when we arrived at Morrisons store.

I wouldn't have felt so relieved had I known what awaited me in the supermarket!

Supermarket Bash

I was blocked in two lanes and had to for back around the gondola - I was run into by two shopping trolleys! - A kid shot a peashooter at me! (he was a good shot, though, he got me in the glasses and neck area, and one bounced off of my left hearing aid.

Got to the self serve checkout, put the stuff on the tray and realised it was card only, being as I could not remember my pin number, I moved to another till much to the disgust of one bloke waiting in the queue and had the loudest 'Tut' I've ever come across.

A lady assistant helped me when I dropped some goods, and the gal put the things through for me; bless her ♥.

As I was leaving the store, I realised a uniformed security guard was shadowing me? Had I done summat wrong?

He caught me up and had a look at the two bags hanging on the trolley and in the basket, without touching them or even talking to me. Just giving me a bully-boy glare? He came outside, and as I sorted the bags out to even the weight, he just stood there watching me? Again, without saying a word. I gave him a wink and smile... which was superfluous cause I had the facemask on. Hahaha! His expression didn't change, and I moved to the bus shelter, not giving him the pleasure of turning around to look at him. Weird or what?

I was glad to get away, though.

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Bus Stop Blues

I soon realised that I had missed the bus again! Noting else for it, I got the crossword book out on the trolley basket top, got snuggled into a supportive corner of the bus shelter, checked the receipt, and stuck into trying to solve the clues.

The bus arrived 50 minutes later, Humph!

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But It Didn't Matter; why?

I'd got some fresh garden peas!

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An Even Madder Driver this Time!

Everyone on the bus was mentioning or questioning what the driver was up to! The ailments suffered for a second time!

Then... the Driver Abandoned the Bus!

As he was belting down Sherwood Vale, passengers clinging on for dear life, the brakes were applied sharply, the driver said something that I couldn't hear, and got off of the bus, leaving the engine running? Erm?

As the passengers got off before me, I swear one was twitching, one looked gobsmacked, and the other was talking to herself! A passenger told me the driver said, "See you later, I'm off"? The lady who told me saw a relief driveress walking towards the vehicle. She got on and drove us back to the flats., 

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Home At Last

Sorry, I went out now!

Got off of the bus, shaken and stirred and checked the delicates in the two carrier bags and trolley basket.

The fresh cream cakes had avoided any damage in the demolition bus Derby. But some tomatoes had been squashed a bit, and the Milk Roll loaf was now a Milk Roll slab!

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Into Winwood Court

I caught desk-top dancer and ILC Warden Deana in her office and gave her the cream cakes as a thank you.

And I bet you were thinking the naughty but nice cakes were for me?

Shame on you! Hehehe!

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Up To The Flat - In a rush!

I almost threw the walker in through the door and rushed to the wet room for a wee-wee; It was the longest one I've taken in weeks!

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Walloping Painful Wee-Wee

As I came out from the wet room, relieved at not getting caught out while shopping, I spotted a letter on the floor.

T'was the bowel cancer result.

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Fresh Garden Peas Sorted

Shelled and added with the beef chunks, leeks, tomatoes and beef seasoning.

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Started To Update This Blog

I knew this was going to take me hours. So no chance of a snooze this afternoon for the old man. Grobbleclunks! I kept nipping in to check the beef stew, and I added some potatoes to it.

Coming along nicely.

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As was Herbert's Tap-tapping Noises

Of course, it doesn't bother me. Well...

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Pressed On With The Updating

Taken me hours and hours, and the Carer will be due anytime soon.

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Evening Carer Arrived Early

Glad to say it was Jill who came. She managed time for a natter for a minute or two, which was lovely. ♥

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Started Saturday's Template

That took me too long. Hurglesbogs! But I got it made up. Then Posted off this blog and emailed the link. Facebooking on TFZer and Winwood sites.

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Got The Chilli Beef Stew Imbibed!

Grrreat! Taste: 9.4/10!

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Search for Sweet Morpheus

Well gone midnight by the time I got to get my head down.

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Woke Up With The feet Stinging?

I grabbed the Canon camera to take a photo of them. The flash made me jump oddly enough. It rarely works on this camera.

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Zzzz...

Thursday12th August 2021: Inchies Diary, and sometimes the odd ode, that might be told?

♥ TFZers Police Pool Car? ♥

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THURSDAY 12th AUGUST  2021

Around 01:00hrs, I woke with a start. If it was a noise, nightmare, or whatever woke me, I could have done without it! I just had to get up to check around for any signs of the possible noise or something having fallen over.

ACCIFAUXPAS

I gave myself a stubbed toe against the chair wheel, conducted my failed-to-find anything fakakta search, and gave the other foot a stubbing as I hit the bottom of the wet room door as I was going in for a wee-wee.

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Tried To Nod-Off Again

I persisted in trying to get back to sleep for a while - but it was in vain, feh, what a schlimazel! I got up again and did the Health Checks.

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Phenomenal Results!

First Time Ever, the BP is wholly in the Green!

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The Early Morning View

It looked beautiful out there.

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Liberty-Global Down Again!

Not that he is the slightest bit interested. The figure-bending and manipulating overpaid, materialistic, mercenary, money-mad, profit-oriented, figure-crunching Mike Fries has dollar signs blurring his vision. He is probably unaware of the crap service he is offering the people of Nottingham... Mind you, if I was getting paid that money for failing miserably... Would I care?

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In Search of Sweet Morpheus

Waking around 06:30hrs, in need of a wee-wee. I had to accinge my loins, as the sprinkly weak wee-wee went into the bucket, not exactly what you could call a good start! I reckon I eventually got 4½hrs kip.

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Depression Dawned

I was in a vacillatory, muddled... nae, addled, frame of mind. I began doing various jobs and finishing none of them and moving on to another task - all the time, a Deep-Depression grew within... 

Shredding paperwork, making up waste bags, cleaning the floor near the cooker, and even hand-washed the green shirt!

Out of the darkness of my mind, I then decided to get the ablutions tackled.

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Porcelain Throne First

Got the jammies PPs down, seated my ever-growing bigger-bum on the raised disabled seat - and the flow began smoothly and painlessly!

And flow it did! I wondered where it was all coming from. Stood up to inspected the mass of evacuated product; No mess, no bleeding, as I have already mentioned, no discomfort of any kind.

However, the cistern did not clear the content within three flushes? Phew! So, I got the bamboo stick out to encourage things refilled the tank twice, and it cleared, at long last. This did not seem to bother me like it would typically have. Depression-Dave to blame, methinks? I even managed to drop the Germoloid ointment tube, and this did not phase me either? The ultimate test was when I hit my knee against the door when getting the trews on... this did bother me!

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Ablutionalisationing

A stand-up job again, too early to use the noisy shower yet. Things went well, almost perfect for once. A total of only about five dropsies. But...

Accifauxpas!

Moving the shower chair with the dreaded sock-Glide on it, I dropped it, sending the glide to the floor! The clattering noise was so loud, it made me jump! Sorry, folks! At least the feet and legs were looking good! The poor people who were still in bed must have got a bigger shock. 

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Got on the Computer

Made a start on this blog. But not for long. Took this photo through the balcony windows. Nicodemus's Neurotransmitters began losing contact with the brain, causing me some hassle and to lose so much time, to correct and check things. Very aggravating. Humph!

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♥ Morning Carer Arrived ♥

It was Jill. I think she'd let herself in and had a ferret around the junk room to see how things were. Before coming in the front room behind me (on the computer) and giving me the regulation jump on hearing her voice, Hehe! 

Jill got the medications sorted out for me. Then we had a little chat, which was super-duper!

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Back on the Computer

After a while, I made the first brew of tea of the day, Thompsons Punjana. Very welcome, it was too! I continued, falteringly, with the updating of this blog.

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The Door Chimes Chimed!

It was the window cleaner. I waffled on to the captive audience of one about last night's terrible sleep, my concerns over the decluttering etc. The chap was patient with my persiflage and grumbling on and on. I paid the gentleman and thanked him. Apologising for my blethering chitter-chattering.

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Back on the Computer Again

The balcony window caught my eye as I sat down in the swivel chair. And I took this snap of the view through the freshly cleaned windows.

I ventured out onto the balcony and took these two shots with the Kodak.

The first one, the new end car park, had the sun coming behind to ruin my chances of getting a decent picture. Shame! The tenant who is still working had his red van neatly parked between the lines, not! The same two red cars in the new park, and I think three Nottingham City Homes maintenance vans. The second shot of the balconies to my right, capturing the clear sky and beautiful trees of Woodthorpe Grange Park.

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Phonecall

A chap from the Rehab Team called. He made an appointment to come and see me. Tuesday 17th @ 14:00hrs. I assume it is from the stroke rehab team or the Diabetes... maybe cardiac? A Sarah Singh will be calling on me.

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Blogger Comments

Tim and Bills comments were replied to.

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Ode Penned

I posted it as a stand-alone one. Cause I thought it read somewhat humorously...ish! 

Link: Ode To Hopes

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Herbert

Huh! Herbert was giving it some clout all the way through the Ode creating. Bless Him! Later on, he started drilling, then back to the tap-tapping. I hope he doesn't hurt himself too much. I'd settle for a broken bone or two for him, as long it was painful enough.

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CorelDrawing

Made two graphics, they all help.

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Settled for Catnap

Hoping to attain a state of dormancy for the brain. Free me from the Thought-Storms for a short while. At least, get some somnolence. Just getting some shut-eye would be grand. But, No! Hypnagogia and dysphoria ensured that Sweet Morpheus did not pay me a visit. Not to mention the three trips for a wee-wee in half-an-hour?

I admitted defeat. Threw the towel in and climbed out of the £300, second-hand, c1968, eyesorely-horrendously grungy coloured, haemorrhoid-testing, unfit-for-use, recliner. As I stood up to catch my balance: 'Clunk, Thud, Whirrrr!' came from above. Thanks, unfriendly, standoffish, sullen, frosty, ungregarious, unamiable, snotty, Herbert.

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Got The Nosh Prepped

I tried not to put so much on the plate today; I think I managed it? Hehehe!

Cutting back on the spuds was hard, but sheer fear of Sister Janes cutting, scathing, scary, condemnations, denunciations, and admonish-mentating helped me eat less. Hahaha!

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Carer Arrived

It was Eliska, no doubt a beautiful young lady. It was hard to hear what she says, she's a low, quiet voice, and with the facemask on, I have to guess what Eliska said sometimes, and I felt a fool always asking her to repeat what she had said. Caution to the wind, she removed her mask after that when she sole to me - did you get that? Spoke to me. I do love a chinwag, no matter how difficult. ♥ I was a smidge sad when she had to leave.

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Updated This Blog

Posted it off, sent the email links, and went on the TFZ & Winwood Facebooking.

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