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

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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!

Friday 9th July 2021: Diary, graphics, photographicalisations, and maybe the odd ode, to be told?

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Friday 9th July 2021

04:00hrs: I stirred back to partial life, with the Thought Storms ratling away in my imitation brain. The Sever Frailty Test today...what needs sorting? Didn't you make a list somewhere? What time is it? Ah, I need a wee-wee? The last question being a sort of rhetorical one. I scrambled my way out of the £300 second-hand recliner, caught my balance, and meandered the three paces to the NWWB (Nocturnal-Wee-Wee Bucket).

And what wee-wee I had! It's been a few months, I think, since I've had a WUNT (Weak-Unwilling-Negligible-Trickling)  style leak like this one was. But more surprising was the length of the CMD, that is, the  (Cessational Micturitional Dribbling). It lasted far longer than the lengthy trickling release in the first place. I reckon the urine infection is back. Which reminds me, I must get an order done for some more PP's (Protection Pants).

I got the kettle on and had to have another wee-wee, which was a struggle to encourage it to start, and again the CMD was a long job, although shorter than the first one. 

Again something came into my head. (It can happen occasionally) prompted by the events - I must not let the carer give me a Furesomide tablet this morning. Because going to the Doctors will take me an hour to walk there, and the WC is not available at the surgery, they told me in the appointment letter.

Odd, how at times these can sometimes be remembered?

I took this photograph, with the blue-hue, from the thick-framed, impossible to get at for cleaning kitchen window. Not bad, for the Canon.

Another Wee-Wee - Made the Tea!

At least this third one of the day was a little easier to push out and less CMD, far less!

Handwashing Done

All I laundered was the made in Afghanistani made, grey long-sleeved t-shirt. I considered, in fact, almost did, wash the bath towel until I re-remembered that I was going out to the Sherringham Park Medical practice to see the nurses, whichever were on duty today.

I got the new potatoes in the slow cooker but did not turn them on yet. I'll do that later when I leave the flat. Remember? Of course, I will! 

I had a moment of indecision, irresoluteness, call it what you will. Could I make my mind up of which teabag to use? Well, not for a while, anyway. The choice was too good, I think - 99 tea, or Glengettie, perhaps Thompsons Punjana... or, I had a few Glengettie Gold left? I opted for 99. 

A grand brew, but then again, they all are.

Paperwork for the day, sorted!

I did my best to sort out what was needed for the day ahead. Then another wee-wee, when I made the required sample, filled the sterile sample pot, fastened in safely, and put it in the blue bag. While I thought of it, I put the mobile phone and Health Check details in as well. Had I missed something off or out? No idea! Fingers crossed.

Health Checks Carried out

I used a different BP assessment site (Blood-Pressure-OK) this morning instead of the NHS one. But the BP had shot up, all the same. Tsk! It's prettier if nowt else. 

And the Cardiac Wee-Assessment tool.

Updated the Thursday Blog

Got it finished, but not sent off, as the summoning to the Porcelain Throne arrived, in an urgent manner, that demanded instant action!

Well, that was astounding! I got seated sharpishly, and the flow began. Massive again, but this time in one torpedo-shaped and size. But no signs of any bleeding, no pain, not even an inkling of discomfort!

Posted the Blog to Blogger

Thursday diary sent off. An Email link sent out. Then onto Facebooking catch-up.

Ablutionalisationing Done

The session was a long one, but only due to the number of dropsies committed. Nowt serious, all went well, smoothishly!

The tops of the legs looked a little ragged again, with some new growths coming up.

Waste Bags to Chute...

And glass to the recycling bin on the way out.

The sewer and pipe-clearers were hard at it as I got myself out and onto Chestnut Walk.

Started Down Winchester Street

On my hobble down to Mansfield Road.

The new flats being built seem to have taken no time at all? On Mansfield Road, the dreaded EScooter were in plentiful supply.

Into Carrington, and down to the surgery. Where I waited in the lobby until it was time for my appointment and then entered the waiting room. 

The Appointment

I went into one of the nurse's rooms. The questioned flowed at a reasonable rate, and my confusion raised a bit as well.

If I recall correctly: The questions continued as they took my BP, blood for tests, weighed me. That was a hell of a shock, I can tell yers!

Senior nurse Caroline came in and questioned me on my last fall, wanting all the details. With two nurses asking questions, I lost it a bit. I thought that a Severe Frailty Test would include a memory test... but no. That would need another appointment making. I begged her to make notes for me, please. 

So that I didn't forget anything important. Nurse Caroline returned to say she'd booked me in with the falls team, and they will contact me to sort a date for a meeting.

Har-har! I was struggling to keep up now. I thanked the nurse and departed a confused character - well, to be fair, I was when I went in.

Hobbled along to the Lidl Store

A mistake, I think!

I spent a fortune! Then caught a bus to Sherwood. Dropped off and went over the road to the bus stop. But it was a twenty-minute wait, so I took some pictures of Mansfield Road.

Caught the bus up the hill and walked through the link passages to Woodthorpe Court.

Up in the elevator, and home at last! A letter had been hand-delivered. But, first things first!

Tried to Sort Dates given to me by the nurse and Appointments

I put the only confirmed date for the Memory Test for 11:30hrs on Thursday 5th August, on the Google Calendar. I've had one of these before, I think after I came out after the stroke? I passed easily enough; I'm not confident that this test really gets to the problem, or rather solving the problem - what am I saying? There is no solution, but it would be nice for someone to try too.

I remembered to take the Furesomide!

That was encouraging!

Perused the letter

I'm more confused than ever now!

Put the food bought away.

Every item a luxury I could have done without! Still, that's me all over - Comfort Food!

Computer on, order to Amazon?

Why? As if I needed more liquid smoke, I've two part-used bottles in the cupboard already? This is the sort of thing that can happen when I get myself in a muddled mental state. I tried to tell the nurse about this, but the subject was changed, and naturally, I forgot to try again. Humph!

Started to update this Blog

It was hard work, with my being in the state I was, and five hours later, I was still miles from getting the job done, and... yet another wee-wee was needed! Since I've been back at the flat and took the Furesomide tablet, this is about the ninth wee-wee I had had! So the pill works. Hehe!

The Evening Carer Arrived

The same gal as this morning came. I could sense that she was in a rush. But was kind enough to ask how the test went at the Doctor's. Lovely that she remembered, bless her. ♥ Ilia got me sorted and had to rush off to her next client. I thanked her profusely. I do that, you know? Haha!

Made a Brew of Thompsons Punjana

Boy, was it raining out there! I took some photographs through the balcony windows and on from the open kitchen window.

Got the Nosh Sorted

Fresh garden peas, new potatoes, out-of sell-by date tomatoes, and its last sell-by date smokey chicken pieces. Some Milk Roll slightly buttered sarnies. Wrapped them up in foil and got on with making a template for tomorrow.

I'm Blurry Eyed Now

Got the template nearly finished and then went on the YourArea Emagazine to see if owt worth mentioning was on it, starting with a look at the current Covid situation; I only got as far as Covid, nearly collapsed and fell asleep in the computer chair. Too tired after two hectic, stressful days.

I'll tidy this up, post the blog and try to get my head down, methinks.

TTFNski!