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Saturday, October 02, 2021

Inchies Day: Friday 1st October 2021

♥ TFZers Stocking Up With Essentials? ♥

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Thursday Evening

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FRIDAY 1st OCTOBER 2021

05:10hrs: Woke with the aches and pains of last night Accifauxpas from the tumble, reminding me to try and get out for some Co-Codamols. Now I am more determined to do so! Of course, with my luck, anything can happen to destroy my plans... and often do, but there you are!

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I got the nosh on for later

A wee-wee of sorts, weak and unwilling, yet plenty hen it did flow. Got the mushrooms cut and seasoned in the saucepan.

Then the potatoes in the Crock-pot.

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Whoops! Hey-Ho! The SYS and Pulse have shot up a little again.

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Bloated Feet improving?

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Carer Called

It was Katie today. She seemed in a good mood, and after taking the tablets, we had a natter for a while.

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Balcony Photo's

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Started On This Blog

Time getting on now. Decided to get the ablutions done. I don't want to be late getting the CoCodamols, must get back for the Foot Lady in Winwood Court.

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Ablutions

Oh, what a pleasant session for once! Throughout the whole performance, nasal, teeth, shaving, showering, medication and dressing, I believe there were n more than 15 dropsies - possibly a record that the United Nations should be informed of! Hehehe! Or not.

A few cuts shaving, one clout of the shoulder on the power box, but nowt serious. The medicationalisationing had the same agonisticalness when 'Ointmentating' Little Inchies fungal lesion, but that never changes, of course.

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Sorted Out The Needs

Bus pass, money, list, etc., got ready for the hobble into Sherwood; in fact. I might get a bus down this time. Gathered everything needed in my pockets and the bag of the walker guide and set off... I got to the bus stop and realised I'd just missed one. Shame! So I walked down.

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Rough Pavement

I took my first photo on Winchester Street.

Needed all my concentration to keep upright with the trolley. Got down into Sherwood and took this.

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whoopsiedangleplop!

I must have taken a dozen more photographs along Mansfield Road. But my story of the trip shall have to remain pictureless! For some reason, when I got back to the flats, I realised that none of the photos was on the camera card?

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Called into Boots

Got some C&P pain tablets.

Looked in the Continental Store. Then the Scouts Charity Shop neither had anything of interest for me.

The up to the Co-op. Got Rustlers, potatoes, and Sourdough bread with tomatoes in it.

Up to the Birds cake shop and got a cream cake for Deana. Then further up, to Wilko - and talk about empty shelves! They had none of the three things I was interested in purchasing. Tsk!

Then, a masterstroke of genius! I hobbled up to the top of the hill, and I called in Lloyds Chemist. And got another box of Co-Codemol! 8mg/500mg!

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Bus Stop

Where I had a long wait for the40 bus to arrive. Surprisingly, no residents of the flats were there? But got on en route.

Back at the flats on Chestnut Walk, I got the camera out again and realised the pictures taken were not on the SD card at all anywhere - Grumbleturds!

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Through THe Link Passage

Deana wasn't available. She'll be out sorting things somewhere. I can bring the cake down later when I go to the foot lady.

I went through the link passage, and at the other end, I found some repairs ere being done on the swipe door.

Three tenants were there ahead of me to the lift, and they got in the first lift that came. I caught the next one and up to the flat... to find a letter had been delivered; I got in and investigated...

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From Optician

Suddenly telling me, I need to have my eyes tested again. I needed to have my head tested if I was stupid enough to go back to him again, after the way I was treated by his female partner last time. A long story, but you've all had a load of tripe put up with today... I'll not bother you with it.

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Got The Purchasers Away

Not a lot of shopping is there?

Had Wilko had the freshener granules, Zoflora lemon disinfectant, any bleach at all of any brand, I would have spent a lot more than I did... I think?

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I Make a Brew of Glegettie...

And started to update this blog. Hard work, with so many photographs missing, I use them as a memory prompter.

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The Nokia Burst Into Life!

My Nokia 9 Pureview Mobile, with its Android (Pie) updatability, Corning Gorilla Glass 5, Octa-Core Gold CPU, 4K@30fps, 1080p@30fps, HDR video, USB Type-C 3.1, %x12 MP. 28mm Camera, Bluetooth, A-GPS, Fingerprint (under display, optical), accelerometer, gyro, proximity, compass, barometer, Li-Po 3320 mAh, non-removable, fast charging 18W, Quick Charge 3.0, USB Power Delivery. Fast wireless charging 10W, Qi Battery... No, hang on, that might be the wrong name...

It was Warden and desk-top dancer, Deana, to remind me of the foot appointment at 16:00hrs. She added that they can do me now if I go down - so I did!

Took the cake for Deana and cans of plonk for the Hairdresser and Foot Gal, Sarah. Which, of course, might just possibly not be the correct name?

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Core Blimey!

I've had teeth pulled with less pain!

And then paid £25 for the pleasure, and gave them a can of plonk each?

Dropped the cream cake off for Deana, who was on her own again, and up to the neck in it. Bless her cotton socks!

Back to the flat.

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Fire Alarm

I had a peep out of the window, no signs of any emergency vehicles about. The Ode folk chinwagging and having a fag.

There was activity at the end car park, though; I took a photo, then realised I had put the camera battery on charge, so I replaced it and tried again...

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Waste Bags To The Chute

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Back To The Flat

The sun had come out now. I stood practising my apophenia and pareidolia, and in the first photograph, I thought I'd identified a bird... but I can't find it now?

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Time To Get Some Nosh!

So, I did!

Tasty, a rating of 7.2/10!

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Carer Arrived

Helen, I believe. Much chatting on the marsh tonight! Tsk! I cannot recall much about the visit. I really was all done in from my little hobble into Sherwood.

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Head Down

Slept through for over five hours, woke up, disentangled my flobby-torso from the recliner, not needing a wee-wee???

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To The Disappearing Photos

I took a shot of the queue at the bank,

In the Co-op, of a leg of lamb shank,

Rubbish in the gutter, Gawd, it stank!

Walked into a tree with a clank,

The take-away's new fish tank,

Chocolates for Nora, Jenny and Frank,

Bought potatoes, which later tasted rank!

Got Cocodamals, for which I did thank,

Other photos, but the mind's gone blank,

Got back to the flat, my spirits sank,

Where had the photos gone, as if a prank,

I've no idea: I'm as thick as a plank...

Tuesday, September 28, 2021

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!