Wednesday 29th September 2021: Inchies Day, and sometimes the odd ode that might get slipped in!

♥ TFZer Gathering In Need Of A Title? ♥

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Tuesday Evening

Doing Facebook catching up, and...

In fifteen minutes, LIBERTY-GLOBAL Virgin Media went down three times! I gave up again. Pee'd off!

My thanks Liberty-Global's $22m salaried CEO Mike Fries. Number-Cruncher, and Con-Man supreme!

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THURSDAY 30th SEPTEMBER 2021

06:45hrs: woke very late for me today. But at least I knew it was morning and not evening, that was a plus.

I lay there awaiting Thought Storms and or need of a wee-wee arriving.

And the door chime rang forth! In walked Carer Fatou. In a non-aggressive and tensed up frame of mind today.

We almost had a chinwag at one stage after she's got the medications sorted out and given to me. I even got a cheery farewell as the gal left.

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Wee-Wee Needed

So, I took one. Avoiding the usual Thought Storms as well. As I was taking the blood pressure, I observed the floor problem, seemed inflamed more than it was last night, but I gave it time, once I start hobbling about, it may well deflate a bit... or not!

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BP/SYS combined were a smidge higher, but not too bad really. The pulse had come down a lot.

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Computing

Made a brew of Thompsons Punjana, and got sorting things out with yesterdays blog that had to be finished.

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Gragglespitgurgle! & Dangnableisations!

Whoopsiedangleplop!

Gramshackle-Globberisations!

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Photographed The View

I thought the sort of hazy-hue was so beautiful, phantasmagoria.

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Amazon Morrison Delivery

The lady arrived with the parcels. Which I took a photo of, but is not on the SD card anymore? Fancy that!

Got the purchases put away. No substitutes, one item unavailable, which is better than Iceland can do. 

Glad to report that the beef in black bean sauce has arrived. I know it seems scary to look at the ingredients: Water, Beef (26%), Onion (18%), Red Pepper (7%), Sugar, Rapeseed Oil, Chicken Extract, Cornflour, Toasted SESAME SEED Oil, Black Turtle Beans, Fermented SOYBEAN, Rice Wine, Salt, Garlic, Ginger Purée, Spirit Vinegar, WHEAT Flour, Red Chilli, Cane MOLASSES, Colour (Plain Caramel), Rice Vinegar, WHEAT, Yeast Extract, Concentrated Onion Juice, Fortified WHEAT Flour (WHEAT Flour, Iron, Thiamin, Nicotinic Acid, Calcium Carbonate), Acid (Acetic Acid), BARLEY Malt Extract, Flavouring. Hehehe! But I don't care, I bet (hope) it will be dead tasty, especially with what I intend to add to the meal, mushrooms, leeks and more black bean sauce!

Do you think I may be overdoing it, a little?

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Cleaned Up - Waste Bags

Got the fodder stored away, and made up the waste bags.

Off to the lobby and down to the disposal chute room. Where I came from, uninjured in any way!

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Back To The Flat

I noticed how stramineous, ashen and pale the feet were looking. On the bright side though, the swelling had gone down! I wonder if I've died, and no one had told me? Hahaha! 

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Frenetic In The Car Park?

Never been known, so many vehicles utilising the end park!

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Perused The Local Emag

Sudden massive jump in new Covid cases.

Food Shortages - Driver Shortages

Doctors Appointments Situation

Disabled on Warfarin Ignored

All normal then?

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Beef in Black Bean Sauce

A gastronome's Delight

Well, I hope it will be!

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Success!

By, Jimminee, I enjoyed this! 

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Feeling Terribly Drained!

Yet, Sweet Morpheus was not too keen on joining me at first. So, I put the TV on, to watch a 'Rumpole of the Baily' episode. That did it, the first set of advertisements that came on... Zzzz!

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Monday 9th August 2021: Inchies Diary, and sometimes the odd ode, that might be told?

Mary is smiling in her TFZer Pool Car - Creme Eggs Inside? Haha!

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MONDAY 9th AUGUST 2021

Crippling Colin Cramps

During the few hours kip I managed to get (Humph!), Colin Cramps gave me a pasting! I got up to get some exercise and got the Health Checks done while I was up.

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Health Check Results

Considerably better figures this morning!

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I got the computer on, and I found a photo that Sister Jane sent me yesterday. Terrible news, scary, depressing... Here it is...

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Anticipations

Amazon Morrison order to be delivered, Morning Carer, and Warfarin INR Haematology Anti-Coagulation, DVT (Deep Vein Thrombosis) Blood Testing Nurse, all expected to visit me this Monday. A busy day ahead?

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Morning Carer Arrived

07:48hrs: No making me jump this morning. Val always presses the door chime before coming in. The gal was in a bit of a rush this morning compared to usual. Still had a little natter with me after giving me the medications. ♥

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CorelDraw Graphic Making

I was well pleased with the results today. Saccades Sandra and Nicodemus' Neurotransmitters were both being kind to me, so my efforts were more productive and took a lot less time. ♥ The Wee-Weeing was regular this morning.

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Back To CorelDrawing

I'd got two graphics Diary-Top graphics done and saved for later us. (The wee-weeing was now even more incessant!) The Furesomides are doing their job, no question on that!

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Food Delivery

08:55hrs: The door chimes rang out, and I fumbled my way to the door, calling out, "I'm coming!" The Peripheral Neuropathy was twitching the moment I stood up. But the mini-hallway is so narrow, I used the walls and Metal Mickey for support to get there pretty quickly. It was the Amazon Morrison order arriving.

I was taken aback somewhat at first... three bags, and I'd spent over £49? It must be right. Many items were cut to the limit allowed. Twiglets (2), fish sticks (2), and potatoes (1 bag). Not delivered, Milk Roll Loaf, Wholemeal cobs, and Pod peas!

Oh, flipping heckythump! The chicken sweet chilli chicken breasts had gone up by 50p. The pork loin increased by 20p. Had they any, the milk rolls would have been up by 25p. Twiglets up by 25p as well. Humph! Got the stuff away, had yet another wee-wee, and back to CorelDrawing. Rear-end wind and belching, a lot?

Got some spuds in the slow cooker, with some Worcestershire sauce as a flavouring.

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Warfarin DVT Nurse Arrived

10:00hrs: An anticoagulation nurse came to take the blood. A nice, sociable gal she was too. We had a laugh, or two while did me.

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All Alone Again

And I became feeling a little blue! Boo-who! Now, no more visitors are due. So I went to make a brew of Glengettie tea.

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Change of Plans...

I decided to get the waste bags taken to the rubbish chute instead. So, I did!

Got the shoes on (Five mins).

Made another bag and got it on the box with the others I'd done (Ten Mins).

Had a wee-wee (Three Mins).

Checked around the flat (three minutes).

Got the box checked for safety (One minute)

At last, I was ready to leave the flat.

Limped along with the foyer of the flats, stubbed my toe on the trolley wheel as I opened the door to the chute room.

Got the bags down the cast-iron opening, without any trapped fingers! But on the way out backwards, I stubbed the same toe on the same wheel! I did larf! Humph! I lied as well. To the end of the lift lobby, and the draught from the wide-open window gave me legs and arms goose-bumps.

Got back in the flats looby, and struggling to get the trolley back in, I made it a hat-trick of toe stubbings! Argh!

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Back in the Apartment

Well, it sounds posher than flat!

A heavy rain shower had made Chestnut Walk below look like a river. It didn't last long.

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Brewed a Mug of Glengettie

Checked on the spuds in the microwave... no, Crockpot! Smelt nice! The water still looked red from the sauce I'd added.

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Herbert Hammers Away!

I could even hear it when I went into the kitchen, to find out it was going a bit dark again. I took this zoomed-in photo of the clouds.

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Porcelain Throne Attended

Boy oh, boy, this was a victory for Constipation Conrad in the DESB (Daily-Evacuation-Stakes-Battle-for-Supremacy); Trotsky Terence was well beaten! It took me ages to get things to start.

While urging and painfully pushing things along, I succeeded with the crossword and got a few answers solved, well, three.

When the action began, it was a slow, agonistic job that took me ages to complete. Rock-solid giant meatball shaped depth-charges were released. 

The stomach actually swelled up even more than usual after the evacuation? What! However, amazingly Harold's Haemorrhoids did not bleed at all; they stung a bit, mind. I was well-pleased with this and the fact that Little Inchies fungal lesion wasn't bleeding either!

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Tried To Get a Nap

It was no good; Herbert above's tap-tapping was persistent and so annoying. I had to give up, and I decided to get the ablutioning done.

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Ablutionisationing Went Well!

Teeth cleaning started the aching off, but no too severely. Nasal Cleaning went quickly. Then the shaving... believe it not, but no nicks or cuts while I was shaving! Only a handful of dropsies!

The showering was almost perfect, just the one clout on the shoulder, which see Shaking Shoulder Shirley off for a while.

Medicationalisationing

Never gone betterer!

Dressing

No accifauxpas, whoopsiedangleplops, falls or knocking anything over. Smug Moded!

Had a wee-wee, washed the dandies, and made a brew of Thompsons Punjana.

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Restarted The Computer

Uploaded the photos taken to use in this post and came across this mystery one...

Well, it's not a towel, it's not the shower curtain, but what is it, I ask?

I figuratively dug into my expiring memory. Tried to see what it couldn't be... Sherlock Mode here! I referred to my intelligence, EQ, and cunning problem-solving skills...

Nope, no idea!

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♥ Carer Jill Arrived ♥

Once again, as I was deep into trying to solve the above mystery, my nose was up to the computer screen... Jill had not rung the door-chimes again, and had come in, and was standing right behind, she said: "Hello, how are you keeping?" Made me jump that much. My first thought was Crikey; she'll kill me off one of these days! Hehehe!

Yes, I am in love again, that's several now, Nurse Christina and three carers, not to mention Warden Deana. Har-har-har!  But I didn't mind. I just appreciated that it was Jill who's came to tend to me ♥. She had arrived early to have time to offer help on the decluttering for me again, and she took a lot of stuff away for me.

Not only that, but she rang the surgery for me and rebooked the missed (my fault) appointment at the surgery for the Memory Test last Friday. She even said now we have a date (I loved that we, word! ♥), Monday 23rd August 15:00hrs, she will mention it to her boss, and ask whichever carer was on duty to remind me! Bless her! ♥

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To Confusion

I miss the days of the gramophone,

It had an earthy distinctive tone,

Listening to Frankie Vaughn, my mind was blown,

Of course, the gramophone was not my own,

I had to bribe a neighbour, to get a loan,

Now I'm old and taking prednisolone,

Warfarin, Omeprazole and Fluxonazone, 

Living on cheap bead and mascarpone,

Dwelling in a flat all on my own,

Sorry, if this has a depressing tone,

With Vascula Dementia, memories unknown,

I just stubbed my toe on a stone,

I had to have a little chunter and moan!

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Blog Finalised and sent it off

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Monday 28th June: Diary, graphics, photographicalisations, and the odd ode.

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Good Morning!

Morning Thoughts

In terrible Rhyme

Finding the will to get up was a bit of a fight,

Catching my balance was a fright,

I'd got the shakes and wobbles, alright!

Felt an itch. Have I got a parasite?

From worrying there is no respite,

Still, today, I hope for some delight,

But of course, the chances are finite,

Another night with no moonlight,

I should be cheerful, with hindsight,

But there's not much of that insight,

Passing on the Throne is quite tight,

More dangerous than dynamite!

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Monday 28th June 2021

Stirred Back to Imitation Life...

0515hrs: Woke up, fought off the desire to go back to sleep (It wasn't easy!)

Finally, caught my balance after struggling to free my bolus-shaped belly from the second-hand, £300, second-hand recliner.

I nearly went over. (Phew!) 

Got the spuds in the crockpot...

These Iceland potatoes are famous this season for their blight, cracked skin, and selection of funny faces. Hehehe!

I investigated what seasonings were available to add to the spud in the bowl.

There were indeed no shortages of options. I went for a drop of liquid smoke and some roast chilli. I'm not sure why cause one cannot taste them after they are cooked? Or is it just me?

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Looking a little glum outside

Got the kettle on and took these shots of the rather drab looking morning views from the thick-framed kitchenette window.

Made a brew of Glengettie... and the need to use the Porcelain Throne arrived... However, it turned out to be a false alarm?

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Tackled the Health Checks

And what an absolute super-duper set of figures were recorded!

Blood pressure down to Pre-High for only the second time ever! Into Smug Mode.

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Porcelain Throne Second Visit

When I'd got settled on the raised seat, I could sense this time; things would move - but it was a long, patient, crossword puzzling time before any activity matured. Tsk! 

At least I did a bit better with the crossword puzzle this time while I spent ten minutes awaiting some activity from the rear end...

Once the evacuation began, so did the pain. Arghh! Well, it was nearer agony!

Insult to injury, it was a right and proper messy affair. Requiring much cleaning up and medicationalisationing! 

Yes, the Germoloids for Harold's Haemorrhoids, that was okay, no bother...

The Phorpain gel, nae fuss.

But the Daktacort, Oh, dearie me! Little Inchie wasn't too pleased either. Ugh!

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Computerisationing

And what a farce. I'd forgotten how to do some things, made a mess of changing the default page, Blogger kept changing my formatting all the time, and I can't find one of my SD cards! I gave up because I was not getting much done and working myself up over my failures.

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Waiting For The Carer To Arrive

If the carer comes early enough, I'll try to get the ablutions done quickly, then catch the bus or walk down to Sherwood... Ah, No! Soddit! I've got the can opener being delivered today from Amazon. Huh, stuck indoors again!

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The Carer has not arrived Yet?

Oh, dearie me!

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Computer off - Waste Bags Collated

The box on the trolley is now getting full, and there are more to add later.

Whoopsiedangleplop

I thought being active would calm the ticker down; it seemed to be racing away with my not having taken the Bisoprolol (Beta-Blocker) yet.

So, I set to and got the kitchen floor swept and mopped up. Not too bad a job was done...

However, partway through the job of sweeping and mopping, I had a zemblanity Accifauxpas!

The base of the long-handled dustpan, bent as I leant on it, and is now broken, and the handle bent. Tsk! I squashed the waste bags down in the box on the trolley and got the broken plastic and distorted handle crammed in it.

This idea of cleaning up was beginning to get a smidge dangerous. Hehe!

Sister Jane rang as I was finishing off the mopping. So we had a natter until her Xiaomi Mi 10i 5G, Qualcomm® SM7225 Snapdragon 750G 5G mobile phone with its Quad Camera, and 24GB RAM mobile lost its signal.

Jane rang back, and we resumed the three-way conversation with Xyrophobia sufferer hubby PetePete joining in. Until Jane heard a knocking noise and thought it might be the carer at the door, so we parted. Ending our chinwag rather abruptly.

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09:10 Hrs: Approx

Still, no Carer arrived. So I got on with a lousy stand-up wash, cleaning teggies, shaving and medicationalisationing session. Then I got the made in Pakistan long-sleeved blue checked thick shirt hand-washed.

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Made Inquiries about the Carers absence

First, I thought I'd ask Deana what I would do under the circumstances I'm in. The call was diverted. So mayhaps ILC (Independent Living Coordinator), Obergruppenfhüreress and Lap-Top Dancer Deana, is away on holiday. Or perhaps at a big meeting? Maybe she has been sent to another complex elsewhere as absent staff cover?

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So, I called Meridian

A cheery voice, almost singing, replied, "♫ Yes, we're running a little late!♫ I'll call her... (the rest not heard). Ah, well!

Got the things to put ready to use.

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Cleaned the Electric Fire Area

I got down on my knees with the bucket of soap and cloths and gave it a good scrubbing and was pleased with the result.

However, the joy was short-lived.

The job of getting back up onto my feet was a mammoth, painful, nae, excruciating task. That took me a long time and many failed efforts!

Which brought on a Smug-Mode, when I eventually got up. Hehe!

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Aha! Carer Natalie arrived! ♥

11:00hrs: Lovely to see her! She apologised for being so late and got the med's sorted quickly,  so I got my belated Beta-blocker. 

I'm sure it was not her fault. We managed a natter while she did her thing, and she left with a thank you gift, in good spirits.

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Minutes Later, Nurse Hristina Arrived ♥

By gum, I'm doing well for pulchritude here today! Hristina was pleased that the builders were making more car parking spaces. Bless her, she has struggled again today to get parked up! We had a chinwag while she took my blood sample. Which made my day!

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Minutes Later the Amazon Delivery came

The Box. The Carton. The blood!

I'll need some help in setting this one up.

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Did Some Updating

Feeling a little drained now. So, I'll get something to eat, then sit down in hope of getting snooze in.

Smashing chicken chilli meal.

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Marvellous, I nodded off watching the Croatia v Spain Euro Match!

I woke up with a jump and desperate need of a wee-wee around 18:40hrs, and I lunged for the NWWB (Nocturnal-Wee-Wee Bucket), and as the flow shot out like from a hose pipe...in came the evening carer, Carol.

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Embarrassment Par De Excellence!

The carer pulled back from the doorway... but I'm sure I heard laughter? Hehehe! I'm only joking! The gal was amazed at how late the morning visit was. We managed a mini-natter while she did the medicationing.

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Computer Back On

I washed the pots and got on with updating this post. And got it posted off to blogger.

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Evening Ode Sorry about this!

Head down at long last,

Full, content after my repast,

Today has been a turmoil blast,

A wonder I didn't need a plaster cast!

The errors, mistakes were all vast,

On the Porcelain Throne, I was nearly gassed!

The stomach has acquired even more ballast,

Today's Whoopsiedangleplops, can't be surpassed!

Hello, my past life just shot past?

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This wos rote by Gerald ChamBers (78, but with the body of a 95-year-old). Orfer and poeticist, in one of his regular 'Out-of-it' seshuns, after an overdose of Whoopsiedangleplops aNd Accifauxpas.

TTFNski