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!

Tuesday 24th August 2021: Inchies Diary, and sometimes the odd ode, that might be told? carer

 

Tuesday 24th August 2021

This will have to be a brief one. Due to my knackering myself with the hobbling to the doctors yesterday and this morning: Liberty-Global Virgin Media Internet kept going down, and I still had yesterdays blog to get done. Nicodemus's Neurotransmitters kept failing on me, so it was also the most frustrating day ever, with so many mistakes and errors, forever having to correct things. I'm scunnered, shirty, tired, disgruntled, brassed off, and feeling lugubriously depressed!

I've only just got around to starting this one going (16:00hrs). So it looks like another late night for me then.

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Woke

Stirred at 05:30hrs: No wee-wee required. No tea or brekkie, straight on the computer to make a start on this blog! Realising that was going to be a mammoth task to get done, with the post being so long after the marathon walk to the doctors in Carrington and two buses back yesterday.

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Accifauxpas-Whoopsiedangleplops

07:00hrs: Stopped to make a brew of Glengettie. On my way to the kitchen, 👎 I stubbed my toe against the edge of the floor cabinet. 👎Then, Dropped the kettle, which miraculously did not break, 👎 clouted my elbow on the open cupboard door picking up the kettle. Rinsed and refilled it, plugged it in, and it worked! Made the tea and left it to brew, whilst IO made some waste bags and took them to the box. 

👎 Forgot all about the tea, and I returned to the computer. Pressed on regardless and oblivious of the going cold mug of tea!

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Summoned to the Porcelain Throne

Bit of a farce, really. Got settled, and spent Gawd knows how long was crosswording. The tummy contents felt like concrete as I did my best to encourage things along. I gave up in the end, back to the computer.

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Carer Jill Appeared in the Room

She got the medications and questions done. And then, bless her cotton socks, she got onto the phone other doctors surgery for me. To change the date of the telephone call about memory problems. When they gave me the paper, I realised that it was the dreaded flat declutters day to call. 

Jill had to ring back and then was eighth in the waiting queue. She sorted it all out and made sure I'd got the changed date on my calendar. Which made her a little late for her next client - Oh, dearie me! I dread to think what the call is going to cost me. I thanked her, and she took some bits down to the buy-cheap table in Winwood. I'd be lost without Jillie's help. ♥

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Herbert

Herbert Rattling away, drilling and tapping. It's almost musical at times.

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Found The Cold Cuppa

Spent hours not getting very far with the blogging but persevered.

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Porcelain Throne Attended Again

Again, I sat sitting, and with a determined, gritty resolution, I intended to get the evacuation started. It was damned painful, messy, and bloody, but finally, I got it moving. I think it took about ten more minutes to get it all out. What a relief! 

Then the cleaning things and I were not pain-free and took up even more of my precious blogging time.

Moved on to the medicationalisationing. I'll just say, 'Argh!' - that'll get the message.

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Monday Blog Finished!

Thank heavens for that! Posted it off, emailed the link. Went on Facebooking... got about five minutes. Then...

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Got The Nosh Made

Dang, good meal. Score: 8.5/10!

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Washed a Shirt (Exciting stuff this, innit?)

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Awaiting Evening Carer

Made a mug of tea, Glengettie Gold, this time. An excellent brew, my favourites are:

 Glengettie: Strong (Too strong for most palettes)

Thompsons Punjana: Strong, slightly less crude than Glengettie.

Glengettie Gold: Strong but smooth with it.

Co-op 99: More dust than leaves and seems to leave a dry taste in the mouth.

Which is the best? It changes every day.

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Made up some more waste bags and got them in the box with the others.

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Carer Julia Arrived

Bless her, she'd been to fetch my prescriptions today, in her own time. No one got the message from Jill about me having already collected them. What with no one telling Valerie about reminding me of the appointment, or not to take a Furosemide tablet either, yesterday. Communication is not Medirdians strong point. Julia got the medications sorted for me. We had a mini-natter and a few laughs. ♥ Then she had to shoot off, around 19:40hrs.

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Photoed End Car Park

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Amazon Trousers Delivered

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Sorted Out In Junkroom

Put things to take away on the radiator.

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Finished this Blog

Posted it to Blogger, emailed the link, and sorted some more stuff out in the junk room.

Tired now, the recliner actually looks attractive to me. Hahaha!

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I'm fed-up with bad luck, although mostly benign,

I'm feeling better now, and that's without wine,

But, the Thought Storms rattle on like a turbine,

I'm forever hobbling, to free some more urine,

Of getting old, they say it's a sign,

The hopes are dashed, to defeat I resign,

Virgin Media internet more off than online,

The stomach grows more and more elephantine,

My faith, future and hopes begin to dwine,

Should I search belatedly for a partner, a Valentine?

Better get some more phentolamine! 

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TTFNski

Monday 23nd August 2021: Inchies Diary, and sometimes the odd ode, that might be told?

♥ The Latest TFZer Pool Car ♥

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Sunday Evening Catch-Up

Got the Sunday blog finished and posted off and went on Facebooking, TFZer and Winwood Heights. Checked for any comments on Blogger.

Carer Julie (?) did the medications.

Nosh.

Head down - Soon nodded off, but horrible dreams and I kept waking up. I've not the foggiest what they were about now. I  just knew they were uncomfortable, to say the least.

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MONDAY 23rd AUGUST 2021

05:10hrs: I stirred. The Thought Storms were noticeable by their absence!

I mused over what needed doing today. The Doctors appointment this afternoon, try to sort more decluttering; I'd not washed the pots last night... (Hoe can I suddenly remember things like that?) Ah, Iceland delivery... better get up and make a start. The body was not too keen on this idea from the brain, but the usual want of a wee-wee forced me out of the recliner.

Once I'd struggled to pass a dribble or two, the mind went into a, doing odd jobs and finishing very few of them mode. Although I did complete the first one, doing the health checks. (Smug-Mode-Engaged)

Health Check Results

Oh, dearie me! The dang Blood Pressure was continuing its climbing up the scale!

 Back up in the second danger zone again. And this after going down for several days, and at one time (Saturday), I was down into the 'Ideal' green section... I should have known it wouldn't last for long. Tsk!

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Morning Odd Job Man

I was all over the place. Started doing the pots. Then broke off, made up some waste bags, put the kettle on, finished the pots, then...

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Porcelain Throne Session

Well, that went well! One massive torpedo flowed painlessly and had somehow disappeared of its own volition before any flushing? Not smelly, not messy and minimal bleeding worth mentioning! Washed the cloths and put them in the sink, disinfected.

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Back To The Odd Jobs

Sorted out some more stuff for the Winwood Table, put them in the hallway on the radiator. Will this decluttering ever end?

Made another waste bag up and put it with the others in the box.

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Wee-Wee

Doing some sorting in the big room and nipped to the wet room for a wee-wee. En route, I did a toe-stubbing of monumental agony! I think I may have sworn a bit. Then noticed I'd left the hot water tap running in the sink! 

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Updating Blog

I didn't get far, and a text message came in from Iceland. It informed me the delivery will arrive twixt 06:00 > 08:00hrs, and nothing is missing, no substitutions either! My EQ intervened with my thoughts - telling me, 'This delivery will not go well!' Oh, dear, my EQ is never wrong either! I pressed on with this blog, very few wee-wees interfering this morning?

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06:45hrs: The Mobile Rang!

It was from Iceland (My EQ proved correct again!) They are having problems this morning, and the delivery will be late. Will I be in if it is after 08:40hrs? Without thinking, I said yes, no problem. After the call, I dreaded the thought of my four boxes of ice lollies and the state they would be in. Pouches of liquid and a wooden stick in each, I imagine.

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Liberty-Global Virgin Internet Down!

Pressing on with the blog, and, it's hard to believe, I know, but Liberty-Global Virgin Media Internet went Down again!

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Took Photos from the Balcony

The lonely car park.

Argos delivering!

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Waiting For The Morning Carer

The door chime rang out! It was Carer Valerie. Got the medications sorted out. But knew nothing of reminding me about the appointment with the doctor or not to give me a Furesomide tablet.

Jill had asked Meridian to get the carer to remind me today of the appointment and not taking a Furesomide tablet. Valerie had not been told anything about this. Sad!

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Awaiting The Belated Iceland Delivery

As soon as they come and I get the fodder away, I can do the ablutions. Did some sorting and took the bags to the chute - Oh, no... I might miss the late Iceland man. Oh, here he is now...

The gentleman kindly put the bags in the doorway blocking the door open. I moved them inside and got them to the kitchen. Dropping some stuff off in the junk room.

Got the ice lollies out first. Sure enough, they were practically melted. These will be misshaped and sticky when it comes to opening them. Not that Iceland, any more than Amazon or Liberty-Global Virgin Media, will be bothered in the slightest about their failures.

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Blogging Again

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Planning Mode Attained!

Well, I must get the ablutions done next. Then the bags of... no, I'll ring Deana first to see if she'll be in when I go out... she'll ring back. Getting a dizzy here. The mind is stubbornly refusing to listen to me?

Better get the wet room things done as soon as she rings back. Then dressed, paperwork for the surgery, nibble en route, walk there, bus it back to Sherwood, and a 40 bus up the hill... There's something I've forgotten... Oh, dearie me... Not good this.

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Set Out on Hobble to the Doctors

Hoping I'd remembered everything, I set out on my mission to the Doctors.

Down and along the link passage into Winwood Court. On my way to drop off a packet of cobs for the hair lady and some bits for Warden Deana.

Poor Deana has been on her own for a fortnight, and I expected to see Julie back from her two-week holiday. But No! Deana has it all on again. Julie has been 'Pinged' and is now self-isolating! Felt sorry for Deana. Left her a bag of treats; I hope it cheered her up at the thought of having it all to do.

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Out and align Chestnut Walk, turning right down Winchester Street. The new private flats were progressing well by the look.

Down the hill, and at the bottom, I met, of all people, coming up Jill and her hubby Carmichael; I may have got the name wrong? (Jill just arrived and laughed at my using Carmichael. advising me it was Eugene!) I was p[leased to see the lad, decent sort, with the abandon of Covid we shook hands. Jill said she'd see me later.

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I called in the Ozan shop, and I got a tin of peas and a small packet of delicious looking orange flavoured shortcake biscuits. Not for me, of course... well, yes, it was.

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I struggled up the hill, and the sunshine and heat were lovely, but not when walking. When I got into Carrington, a cyclist came at me, giving inches between us. I turned and took a zoomed-in shot of him. Git!

On I plodded, down to the Lidl Store. Where I bought chicken thighs, wieners, cooked ham and tomatoes. As I came out, I called in the chemists to see if the prescriptions might be ready. They were, so I collected them. The trolley guide was getting full now, to carrier bags on the handles and the basket full.

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On my way to the surgery, another Pavement Danger nearly clouted my from behind this time. Swine!

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Doctors Session

Got to the Doctors surgery and sat in the outer waiting area until it was time for the appointment. (As instructed)

I loved the new (to me) receptionist. Her head rose from the computer screen, with a slight sneer of contempt, her right arm shot out, Hitler fashion, as she said "Take a Seat!", pointing at the meagre eight chairs spread out in Covid-19 style. I didn't think it was worth speaking; it might have been dangerous to say the wrong thing! So I nodded, sat down, and got the crossword book out. Not that I got any clues solved, but still.

Nurse Caroline came to me, and we went into the Nurses room, awaiting me in there, a damned scary sight for any patient, let alone an already nervous one... The most impatient nurse I have ever come across! Senior Practice Nurse Ann! She was doing the memory test on me.  

While Nurse Ann was on her computer, I handed the nibble bag to Nurse Caroline. I wouldn't risk giving it the Ann and saying the wrong thing. She's not that bad really, bet she laughs when she reads this - although I've never seen her laugh.

Transpired that Dr Vindla will call me on the landline (she does know about my bad hearing, of course), Re Memory, on the 31st August, at 10:00hrs. After assessing the results of today's session.

Thanked the gals and off to the bus stop.

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Buses Back Home

I wobbled along with the trolley to the bus stop in Carrington. Where something I've never seen before awaited me at the shelter. I dare not take a photo. It looked as if a family had moved into the bus shelter. A bloke, two men and four kids were in there, with a dog. Hehe! I couldn't get to signal to stop a  bus. So, I walked down to the next bus stop. As the vehicle passed that stop, they were all still in the shelter. Oddlimost! They were probably just waiting for a specific bus, but my mind saw the funny side to it. Hahaha!

Got Off In Sherwood

I was going to call into the bank, to get the Declutteres money to pay him with, but again, I'd gone out in the sleeveless jacket and could not find the card number!

So, I crossed the road and called at the Co-op. Thought I might get some fresh garden peas, although Lidl had no canned or fresh peas available, my hopes were slight, just as week cause the Co-op had none as well.

Making my way up the hill to the bus stop, I espied one of the dreadfully abused Escotters left on the pavement. A danger to anyone unsighted! This leaving them all over the place ought to be tackled more efficiently.

My option would be to stop them altogether.
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Bus Stop Gossip

It was a delight when I saw Doris, Frank and Roger (I think) sat in the shelter. We shared a  gossip, laugh, leg-pulling ensued. Right and properly enjoyed the persiflage that flew between us! Thanks, folks! Sorry, I didn't think of taking a photo. Tsk!

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Back At The Flats

I went up in the lift and got back into the flat, perfect timing for a wee-wee to be needed. It's a good job that I remembered not to take a Furesomide tablet. Timed that rather spiffingly, I thought. Smug-Made-Entered!

Suffered some pain in encouraging the somewhat reluctant, recalcitrant evacuation; a fair bit of bleeding. I washed and went to take a Furosemide tablet.

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Nosh!

Not feeling up to much after the peripatetic mini-gadabout. Tired would be the most appropriate word to describe my condition. I got a quick meal made up, no cooking at all, saved a lot of time. The chicken thighs were ready-cooked. A cold can of peas, cheese portions and some of the delightful tasting tomatoes, most kindly donated by Jenny. And wholemeal buttered cobs with mandarin juice. A worthy 8/10 Taste-Rating.

 Oh dear, I've not thanked Jenny yet! Damn! I'll email her straight away! Back in a while... I'm back; belated email's been sent.

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I Cratered into the Recliner!

I got into the second-hand, £300, c1968, overwhelmingly-sickeningly beige coloured, tatty, uncomfortable, wobbly-recliner. And was asleep within five minutes. I had a dream, I think? Cats were in it.

But it was only for an hour or so, but very welcomed all the same. I woke with a jump, no idea why. I soon worked out what day it was, who I was, and where I was. Hehe!

Evening Angel Carer Jill!

Jillie came in as I standing up from the chair. I was physically exhausted still and a smidgeon confused at first. What a woman! I knew I was born too soon! According to my notes on the pad, Jillie called the insurance people for me, she led me through the questions (I remember this now?), and a new policy was started.

I came round a lot from my inertia, and Jill took things down for me, as week as the waste bags to the chute. ♥ Thanks, Jill ♥ I thanked her as she departed.

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Head Down

I fetched an ice lolly from the freezer and settled to watch a TV programme.

I nodded off very quickly, waking up some five hours later, with the ice lolly within the folds of fat of my stomach. The freezing coldness didn't even wake me! I must have needed the slumbering. Grrreat!

TTFN

Nearly Missed The Siamese Tomatoes!

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Sorry that everthing's so late, folks.

Doctors and travelling, and all that, put me miles behind with my Blogging. Not even started on today's yet! Tsk!