INCHIES DAY: Tuesday 12th October 2021

♥ Touch of Class Here! ♥

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TUESDAY 12th OCTOBER 2021

I've been up all night again. Finished off the Facebooking. Drank a lot of tea. Did a lot of wee-weeing. Sent the email links off. And I carried on doing the local news-gathering from the Nottingham Email mag. If there is any worth a laugh or other emotion-prompting, it'll go in today's dairy. Nowt much, apart from crimes, assaults, stabbings etc., disheartening it is. This is all!

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Started on this template

As I did so, the flipping 'Hum' started. As bad as last night again. Like someone had turned on a tap or hose-pipe suddenly?

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Chrigglebogsnot, Wallabangbang and Grobognangles...

Fries mucks my plans up again!

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I managed to get the tests all done with a wee-wee, mug of spring water and a Co-codamol later.

Not such good figures this morning. None in the green, but I did avoid going into the hypertension Stage 2 by a gnats whisker, Phew! Tsk!

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Kip-Time!

03:00hrs: time to get my head down. And hope I can get up before the Carer arrives, and they don't have to wake me up - I'm always half-out of it when that happens and foggy-brained. Hehe!

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Woken Up By Carer!

It was Carer Fatua, who cunningly didn't press the door chime to let me know she was here, and then crept right up and over me to wake me up. I must have jumped a bit - I could not tell what she was saying with her facemask on but sensed a smile developing under the mask fabric, at my nervousness. Hehehe! 

I was ordered to sit down to take the medications. I wasn't going to be intimidated, oh, no... It just happened that sitting down was what I intended to do next, anyway.

Suspected Inchie-Fib Identified!

I was feeling a smidge muddleheaded and discombobulated but sensed the tablet taking went alright. Fatua departed, leaving the waste bags on the box near the door for me to take... So, I did that next job!

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Waste Bags were gathered from the top of the box, taken to the chute.

No injuries, Accifauxpas or Whoopsies!

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Feeling Peckish

Solved the problem!

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The Right Foot

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The Furesomide Flourishes!

With the Morning Carer not turning up yesterday morning, meaning I had to take the Furesomide six hours later than usual.

After phoning Meridian Care to let them know about it and taking another this morning; The body and bladder are in turmoil! Little Inchie's fungal lesion has started to bleed; through being handled so often. The wee-weeing has never been more troublesome and repetitive!

Everything I tried to do from here onwards was interrupted by my frequent visits to the Emergency Nocturnal Bucket. The pre and after leakages were unavoidable, with the bladder determined to jet-hose the urine all over the place on every visit! Then, of course, medication's and or cleanings had to be done after many of the bucket visits.

A bloody good job that I have a decent stock of the PP's in store. Phew!

Yet another Stuck-in-the-Flat, day. Sore extremities, rumbling innards, wee-wees rally rampant... I'm getting fed up! Even worse now... He's off again... I'm just lucky, I guess?

 

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Amazon-Morrison Due

I'm the next drop. Checked the Amazon tracker, and I found the delivery was due soon. So I took a wee-wee and got myself down with the flat trolley guide to meet the driver. And just got there in time to catch him.

The driver crammed all the parcels onto the flat trolley guide, two bags would not fit on it, and he wandered off... Thank you very much!

Up in the lift, going so far and returning for the bag I had to carry. Only just got inside the flat, and the Furesomide inspired wee-weeing was needed again - no delaying it, luckily I was right outside the wet room door at the time of the urge arriving. But I didn't make it on time!

WHOOPSIEDANGLEPLOP

I had to clean up again, get a new pair of PP's on, and treat poor old badgered, battered Little Inchies fungal lesion!

Things were so bad, I took a CoCodamol!

I went through this procedure so many times during the day - I'll try not to mention it again. Shagaches! 

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Sorted the Fodder

At long last, I got around to putting the food away. Luckily for me, no frozen foods might have thawed out during the cleaning and medicating marathon session in the wet room!

Fridge items stored away first. Then got some potatoes in the crock-pot, intending to slice a couple to use in the Beef in Black Bean Sause meal. (Wee-wees, agony, and bleeding permitting, of course!) I can't believe the problems I'm having with taking one tablet 6 hours late yesterday. Sorry to mention it, but I've just wee'd yet again and had to empty and sanitise the bucket. It was so full!

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Cleared Rubbish to Chute

ACCIFAUXPAS!

Clonglegrips!

I didn't get back in time from the chute room for a leak!

I'm getting so annoyed by, frustrated with, and exasperated at this embarrassing situation with the torrenting wee-wees!

Well, with the failure to get to the bucket or toilet in time, anyway! Having to spend ages cleaning, ointmentating and suffering near agony with poor Little Inchies fungal lesion!

The worst thing is none of it is my fault! I'm on my third pair of PP's of the day now! Had the Carer arrived on or near time yesterday morning, none of this would be happening to me.

Still, I should be used to the failure and shame by now: I've had plenty.

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Working on the Computer

But I'm not doing very well, progress wise. The insatiable thirst for tea and water, the crazy uncontrollable weeing, the pain of having to treat Little Inchies fungal lesion so often... and now the bladder is burning inside, well it feels like it is, anyway. Moaning on a bit there, wasn't I? Sorry!

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Should I Ring The Doctor?

I might be able to get an appointment for some time at the end of November to have the bladder, swollen feet, Furesomide problems investigated? Hahaha! Then again, will I still be alive by the time an appointment arrives for me?

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TOES TURNING UP?

Hahaha!

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Pain & Pressure Getting To Me!

Ashamed to say that I knocked on the ceiling back at the dismissive,  disrespectful, pococurante personage above, this time, in response to his noise making. Naturally, it didn't make any difference. Herbert just carried on banging, tap-tapping and scraping! 

I'm not doing very well today!

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Nearly Tea Time Already

I've got very little done. Maybe I'll make the evening meal early... yes, why not. Potatoes and Beef in Black Bean Sauce coming up! Off I go into the kitchen to prepare the feast.

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The Rain Falleth!

A dull yet appealing view.

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Meal Prepped & Eaten!

Chinese Style Beef in Black Bean Sauce, with added potatoes and leeks. However, for some unknown reason, it tasted nothing like the one I had last week; it was the same brand as well! Cooked for the same amount of rime, I even served it up in the same dish?

Flavour Score: 6.8/10.

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Nodded Off Again

Washed the pots and counter, sat down and drifted off into a deep but mentally disturbing slumber. I can't say what I was dreaming about cause I have no actual memories (again!). But as I woke up, I felt uncomfortable, ill at ease?  

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Evening Carer Arrived

Carer Julia arrived to sort me out. Spared me a laugh and little gossip after the medications were sorted. ♥ Then took the bag of waste to the chute for me. ♥

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Updated this Blog

Posted it to Blogger, went on Facebooking and got my head down.

Ahh! Nice!

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Up or A Wee-wee!

And what a marathon session it was!

Took a final photo of the rain-drenched view, with the lights coming on.

So tired again, poor old chap!

TTFN

Tuesday 28th September 2021: Inchies Day, and sometimes the odd ode that might get slipped in!

"But, Ossifer..."

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TUESDAY SEPTEMBER 28TH, 2021

04:00hrs: As I woke, I had the door chime ringing in my ears? ♫ I only want to be with you! ♫ I fumbled my way out of the second-hand, £300, c1968, overwhelmingly-sickeningly beige coloured, tatty, uncomfortable, wobbly-recliner, in a semi-panic - Who could in be at this time in the morning? The Fire Brigade? Josie needing help?

My mind was racing as I wobbled all over the place and opened the unlocked door... All in total darkness. The motion-activated lights in the flats lobby had not come on, so nobody could have been inside the hall?

As I went back to it, I realised that yesterday, I'd changed the tune on the buzzer to ♫ Oh, My Darling Clementine ♫? I must have been dreaming something about the chimer not working? Maybe, perhaps, possibly... or not. 

Anyway, I felt a clot and returned to the front room, sheepishly!

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Swollen Feet Check

Had a close look at the state of the plates.

I compared them to a similar photo I took last Tuesday. Oh, dear!

Do they look a little worse than last week? And I thought they were getting better as time went by? Hey-Ho!

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Handwashing Shirt

I had a vicious wee-wee, and then I washed the shirt worn yesterday and did it in the kitchen sink bowl. All done, washed, rinsed with Comfort, and hung over the sink to drip-dry. 

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Health Checks

Aha, reet-good on the Blood Pressure. Down into the amber zone! The pulse was still a bit too high, but down on yesterday, so no moaning!

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Updating the Blog

I made a brew of Glengettie tea, and I set about starting this blog off.

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Herbert joined in, with a tap-tap there, and scraping noise too, many knock-knockings, so he was safe, I knew!

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Morning Carer Came

It was Sobia. And in a sober mood, she was. The door chime chimed.

She cunningly avoided having a chinwag by ignoring my talking. Clever gal! But I did get a smile as she left - which made me check my clothing; all were covered!

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Finished the Blog

Which took a good while. Posted it off to Blogger. Emailed the link address and had a wee-wee.

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Anne Gyna Attacked!

Gawd was she in a bad mood with me. It didn't help any with Reflux Roger having a go at me as well! Tsk!

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Facebooked

Winwood Court & TFZers.

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Oh, a new noise for a while. Buzzing sound, I wonder what he's using?

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Morrison Order Made

A lot of items were not available again. The one that is irking me is their thick Chilli & potato soup missing. I use a can of this as a base when I'm making a chilli stew for Josie. Then add my own potatoes, mushrooms and extra seasonings, black bean or BBQ sauce.

She likes this version, too. Hoggleboggle! Still, the problems: delivery of foods, shortages of petrol, etc., will worsen before it gets better?

I hope they have the ready-made beef and veg in black bean sauce meals available, and the leeks too. I intend to add some more potatoes (providing they get delivered, of course). I'll add the potatoes, leeks, mushrooms, and Black Bean sauce before cooking in the microwave. Hope it works out alright.

Cripling Cragnangles! Anne Gyna is giving me what for again!

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Ah, back to usual now, tap-tapping, with a few moments drilling, and back to tap-tapping again. Herbie sounds like he's in his eyeholes now.

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Made a Thomsons Punjana Brew

And it tasted great! As I did the photographicalisationing of the mug and computer, the first shot made dust all over the picture?

So I got the lens brush and titivated it on the following image.

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Fodder Time

At last, a decent meal was made. Microwaved chips and pork sausages, pork & pickle mini pies, with BBQ sauce and plain bread. A pot of lemon mousse as a dessert. Taste: 7.5/10. Washed the pots, had a wee-wee.

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Tap-tapping, with a few moments drilling, and back to tap-tapping again. Sounds happy enough!

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Josie Returns Meal Things

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Head Down

Intending to have an hours kip. I was woken up four hours later by the sound of the door chime chiming!

Carer Julie Entered

At this stage, in my partial stupor and haziness, there was no doubt in my mind that it was morning, not evening!

I assumed that Julia ♥ was the morning carer. She'd been on holiday; before she went, Julia left a note to tell me that she would make an appointment with the doctor to get the INR blood test, and she had told someone at Meridian Care to advise me of the meeting.

But no one from Meridian told me!

Hence the letter about the missed appointment that nobody had told me about! Life has been getting more and more confusing recently!

Julia sorted the medications out, and we had a natter. Julia ♥ said she would phone the INR appointment for me. Wonderfully helpful gal. ♥

I thanked the beautiful American carer Julia and hoped I'd remember everything that needed to be done. 🙏

Walked Julie to the door, and she took the two bags of waste with her to the chute for me. So kind! 😢 If Julia and Valerie leave, I'd be in a pickle! Which reminded me sadly of my much-missed beloved, amazing Jillie! ♥ I hope her working from home on her computer works out well for her ♥.

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The Door Chime Chimmed

It was a local Councillor, bringing forth bumf on the elections for October 7th.

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Realised The Time!

This was when it dawned on me. The Councillors wouldn't be calling at this time in the morning?

My Sherlockian skills had worked out that it was evening, not morning!

Which meant I'd got dressed for no reason at all! Humph! 

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Updated this Blog

Which seemed to take me a couple of days to get done! Slow work, frustrating and with Ann Gyna getting worse all the time, got me into a semi-depression of sorts that I had a job to get out of.

Great News Via Email!

But I Did! When I got an Email from Sister Jane. Xyrophobia sufferer hubby Pete had been to the City Hospital today and got the all-clear on his Prostate Cancer! Which brought me out of the mini-depression. I had a wee-wee, passed wind, made a mug of Glengettie, and sang to myself, for a while, Cliff Richard, Adam Faith and Rick Nelson songs mostly! Well, the bits I could remember anyway. Old favourites seem to stay with you, though, such as The Young Ones, It's up to You, We are in Love, The Time Has Come, Congratulations etc.

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On with the Job

Eventually, I finished this blog; I wish I could do the same for Anne Gyna's pain! And I posted it off to Blogger, and the email link was sent.

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Facebook Catch-Up

I wanted to take an extra Codeine to counter Anne Gyna but had to make do with Paracetamols. Else I'd run out of the decently affective Codeines before the ensuing prescriptions arrive. I really must try to get out and get some Cocodamol tablets; it's so frustrating being in pain and not dare to take painkillers. I have to try to get out and get some.

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Anne Gyna my worse ailment, a right mullarkey,

Never been worse, but I'm not sarky,

The agony has made my outlook go wonky,

My hopes and plans have gone a little shakily,

My faith had sunk into being delusory,

I'm thoughts, and plans have gone dilatorily,

My self-views seem to be getting delusionary,

Self-assessment, guilty and derogatory,

My confidence limited, even calumniatory,

My own worth, I class as depreciatory,

This is the wrong time for an Ode or Story,

Cause I'm not up to being disquisitory!

I'm not sure what is wrong with me?

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Up and Onwards... or not!