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Friday, August 06, 2021

Friday 6th August 2021: Photographicalisations, and maybe the odd ode, that might be told?

♥ The TFZer Pool Car - Nancy at the wheel ♥

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FRIDAY 6th AUGUST 2021

05:30hrs: Woke up feeling weary. Forced out of the discomfort of the recliner, in need of another strained, weak unwilling wee-wee.

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Straight to the Handwashing?

The haziness of the mind was lasting longer than usual. Almost in automatic mode, I found myself doing the handwashing of a long sleeve tee-shirt.

Potatoes in the crockpot.

Giant spuds today, ready to slice and serve later on, with the undecided yet meal.
Opened and left open the kitchenette window, took a shot of the morning view.

Sorted a few waste bags.


Got them in the box, ready to go down later on.

Feeling shattered already! Haha! 

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Important Stuff Now - Made a Brew!

At last, a mug of Glengettie tea. Bootiful!

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Mug Of Glengettie

I drank it on the balcony and took these shots of the morning views of the end car park on Chestnut Walk, awaiting marking lines? Plenty of red and black cars parked about again.

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Phoo-Testing Kit Investigated

Opened the packet... The instructions were clearly indicated... The contents were well-arranged. A graph of requirements was simply laid out. I decided to get this done today. Blimey, a decision made? Just the one sample needed this year. The return box looked easy enough to use. (But this was not the case, as you'll read later).

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Prepping Photos To Use

Uploading and started editing pictures for use on this blog and realised I'd only taken one wee-wee this morning. Eerie that!

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I was given a Lovely Shock! ♥

There I was, nose to the computer screen, and got a very welcome surprise, that made me jump a little, but with joy? The lovely Carer Jill (Who I have been mistakingly calling Valerie, sorry about that) had come in without me hearing her and was right behind me as she greeted me - boy oh boy, she startled me! Hahaha! But, with it being Jill, my spirits rose immediately!  

The gal soon had the medications and questions sorted out for me. Jill checked on the poo instructions for me, and the bottle the stick has to go in is tiny; she realised this and agreed to write the date, as required on the label for me. The space was too small for me to write readable on it. Bless her cotton socks. ♥ Plus, now she has done this, it will encourage me to ensure that it gets done on the next Porcelain Throne visit.

On leaving, Jill took some handouts and the bags to the waste-chute for me. She is so kind! ♥ I thanked her as she departed.

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Clunk, thud, Tap-Tap

The unloquacious but noisy Herbert kicked off with his noise. It must be a big job he's on today; he kept on for a long time, well, an hour or so.

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Porcelain Throne - Phoo-Sampling

Within minutes, the need for the Porcelain Throne arrived, and off I trotted with the kit to the wet room. A fiddly messy job, pooping into a container, I can tell yer. When it came to getting the sample into the box, the Tear Here strip, which I tore... left a mess of cardboard still on top of the glue! I'll not go into detail.

I had to use sellotape to secure it for posting.

Left a right mess with bits of the cardboard stuck all over it. Ah, well, hope they take it.

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Whoopsiedangleplop - Accifauxpas!

As I was getting the things out of the cupboard later to redistribute, this worries me somewhat; the left hand did a right side hand failure of Nicodemus's Neurotransmitters! 
I dropped the bag of sugar I was moving, and with a nonchalant plop, it fell into the jug of water. Splashing the floor, cooker and me all over!

This put a damper on my previous contentedness! Got the mess sorted out, and with a pissed-off Humph! I went back to the computer.

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Round Two of Herberts Noise

Sullen, but noisy Herbert kicked off again. However, for a shorter period, bless him!

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Updating This Blog

Made some progress, thanks to Nicodemus's right hand not playing up so bad. Got the bag of recyclables and took it down to the bin, hoping to nee Robert and have a natter, and take the weekend treat to the office.

Back in a bit... I hope!

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Inchies Mission Plans

1) Take the recycling down to the bin. (Have a look for Robert (Caretaker) to have a chinwag, gossip, or moan with)

2) Try to find Warden Deana (She's on her own this week, Warden Julie is on holiday, so she might well be a busy gal).

3) Post the Phoo sample back.

It should be simple enough... he says!

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All Readied and Off Out...

Bag of treats and recycling on the walker, with the return phoo-envelope in the trolley bag.

In the elevator

Down to the ground floor

The dank, dark ground floor lobby.

Through The Link Tunnel

Someone might be able to tell me what these flowers in the rest area outside are. They were being blown about a bit but seemed so resilient.

On the Other side to the left

I'm not sure what these plants are either. But, they could do with a trimming?

Deana was in her Office

Called in to try and cheer her up. Gave her the treats, wished her well, and outside I went.

Out To Post the Phoo-Package

Which I did. I thought about how well I was doing... but nervously, this doing well if foreign to me. Still, it was lovely! Hehe!

Posted the Mail Back in Winwood Court

Through the Link Passage Back

I took a photo of the 'green area' outside.

This reminded me even more of the day of 'The Day of the Triffids. Hee-hee! 

Photographed Winwood's Laundry.

Nice and roomy, well cleaned.

I Saw Carer Katzia.

I met Carer Katzia in the second link passage. She was taking someone's rubbish to the bin but refused to let me take her photograph, but amusingly let me take a shot of the bags. Hehehe! 

Into the Woodthorpe Court Lift

And up to the apartment. Not the most exciting of trips, well, it was to me. I enjoyed getting out, even for such a limited excursion.

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Home, Kettle On - Wee-Wee

I made a brew of Glengettie tea, and as I put the milk in, I thought someone had turned off the lights! So sudden, the darkness and a rain shower came on, the likes of which I have never seen before. Vicious, yet it only lasted a minute or so?

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Handwashing - Accifauxpas

Why you may well ask. So do I! And, I made a right mess of it too. Somehow or other, moving the bottle of bleach away from the bowl, the cap shot off, and I dropped the flipping thing! I thought I may have been quick enough to prevent any damage... but no! You can see where the bleach got on it, around the neck collar. So, now I have a grey and pinkish designed shirt. Humph!

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Wee-Weeing Ad Nauseam, Now!

I'm getting a sore bottom, and the bottom's pustule is getting painful from all the getting up for a discharge of urine from the bladder so often and plumping down again... then, within minutes, I'm off once more! Worst of all, poor old Little Inchies fungal Lesion is getting a battering each time and is sure to be bleeding again, the stabbing and piercing pains so need some Daktacorting soon - Argh! Call it what you like, the widdling, piddling, slashing, wee-weeing or micturating, has never been so often in my life... 

I hobbled into the wet room to find the Dakacort® cream; it was almost a pleasure not to find it - pain avoidance-wise, I mean. But something had to be done, else the bleeding will not stop of its own accord... Well, it might be when all the blood is gone. Hehehe! I checked in the kitchen drawers. 

Damn it! I found a box. Hehe! Off to the wet room and applied some of the ointment, needing another wee-wee part-way through the procedure! This could be bad! But maybe not; this time, the pain was at level 6, not the usual 9. It's a life and a half innit?

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Back on the Computer

Within five minutes, I was tinkling in the grey bucket again. Not that I was ridding a lot of wee, they were all of the PSSU (Persistent, Short, Sharp, Uncomfortable) mode.

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Back on the Computer

Had a look at the YourArea Magazine

Hoping to find some news that was not depressing for once. Here I go...

 Not a lot!

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Template Created

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Bit brighter temporarily

Well, a bit!

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Late now

Oh, bugger it, I've no graphics in hand. Huh! Better get on CorelDraw then and make some, pronto! Better get on with the template again.

Running out of time and concentration again here, the Carer will be due soon.

Pressed on with Graphicationalisationing.

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Evening Carer Arrived

Carer Jill ♥ arrived; by her usual silent approach tactics, she made me jump again. I wonder if they are planning to see me off? A few of them don't press the buzzer before coming in. Hahaha!

She was in a rush. She'd had a long day, bless her. Still managed a minute of chinwagging about how things are going and a laugh or two. ♥ 

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I shall finish the updating...

He says, full of confidence - Hehehe!

Post it off - go on Facebooking, email the link, and then get some potatoes, peas and mackerel for supper. Or shall I? Will I stay awake long enough? May I fall asleep at the computer (Yes, it has been known - and I fell off of the chair - but unlike Brother-in-Law Pete, I didn't break my neck, as he did when he fell asleep and plopped off of the settee arm where he was seated at the time!) Better get on with it,, or It'll be gone midnight again before I get my head down......

 ARGH! 

18:50hrs: SHIT! Internet Down Again!

Unbelievable!

 Gits! 

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1910hrs: Hello, It's Back on, Although Slow

Better get it posted while I can. Then try Facebooking, and Emailing the link.

I shall do a follow up in the morning, that is if the internet is on, of course...

 Grrr! 

Friday, July 02, 2021

Ode To Sudden Depression and Vascular Dementia


 Ode To Depression and VD

Emotions so changeable, unpracticable, unpredictable,

Memory lapses & blanks, midst Thought Storms, unresolvable,

Some, uninterpretable, all uncontrollable!

Self-hating thoughts, yet ungraspable...

Vicious verbal attacks, somewhat ungainsayable

Yet, minutes later, I felt gay, unflappable?

Only to sink back down; Incredible!

The gloom of depression, damned extirpable!

A wee-wee was taken, and I felt sulliable,

  Then I could have gone to the ball!

No depression around at all!

Ten minutes later, the darkness did fall!

I swore at this, in a low Nottingham drawl,

Up and down things went, Gawd, it was dismal!

No chance of feeling relaxable,

My sanity was questionable,

Then, a few minutes of remediable,

Semi-contentment, I did feel!

Depression took a regrip; it was diabolical!

Attacking, then self-removal?

Coming and going was remarkable,

This pattern was unbudgeable,

One moment. I seemed unattackable!

My smug attitude was uncrackable,

Then back to the darkness, so degradable,

Out of the blue, a while feeling amiable?

Again, I seemed so unflappable,

A polymorphic period, nowt controversial,

Then sod it, back to the abominable,

Uncontrolled lugubriosity, 

For an aperiodicity,

The darkness returned, the audacity!

I suppose, because of my caducity?

I silently let rip my built-up causticity,

I blame my own complicity,

I got Anne Gyna's pains, like electricity, 

Which is such a flaming pity!

I pray for a visit from friendly felicity,

I hope she arrived in fecundity!

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Not one of my betterer days, Sorry!