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For some reason the posting box on Facebook reads “What’s on your mind, Bentonbag?”

This answer elicited varying levels of sympathy from my friends...

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10 February 2022 at 10:11

What's on my mind? This!

Thanks to himself having a bad night yesterday, after making the kitchen fit for human food preparation and sorting out and hanging up a load of washing, I was worn out and had no time to get down to the station and back before picking Ferretfingers up from the Rising Sun.

Fester spent yesterday in bed, I took him bottles of water, a bowl of porridge and a pint of tea. Last night was just as disturbed as he decided he didn't want to fight with his cpap machine.   

He's mastered the trick of pulling the duvet to his side and then dropping it off the side of the bed.   

Added to the noise and cold, effing Felixcat keeps trying to sleep on my face.   

I gave up at one point, got up, put on a dressing gown and sat on the stairs.  

I spent the rest of the night on the bed, in my dressing gown with the crochet quilt on top with earbuds in drowning out the snoring with Kermode & Mayo.

After his bath last night Ferretfingers came to me saying "Woe is me" and showed me his ankle.  There is an area of redness on his broken ankle wound.  It was sore and puffy and there was puffiness down by where the ankle bone sticks out.  It appears to be less puffy this morning, but there seems to be a little black bit in the middle of the swelling.  I've sent photos to, and had a telephone appointment with, Dr Whodidhisannualmedical and she's emailing a prescription to Lloyds Pharmacy.  I've covered it with a plaster and he's off to Ouseburn with Emil, but they won't be going swimming tomorrow.  If I have my way they shall go for a walk along the beach in Whitley Bay.

Fester is running himself a bath so things must be looking up.

Drummerman  Hope everyone is feeling better very soon.

Bentonbag  Famous last words! He managed to slip getting out of the bath and split his elbow open.  I've put a huge plaster on it.  The bathroom looks like an abattoir.

Mrs Poet  Gosh, you are a bloody hero, Ben

Paganess  Definitely infected, you can see it starting to 'track' up his leg.  A silver coloidal (can't spell it this morning) dressing would speed up the healing with a self-adhesive dry dressing over the top.

Mrs Lasagne  That looks so nasty!  Antibiotics should work quickly.  Oh Ben today will be a better day!  Love to you xxxxx

Henlady  Sending you a big hug xxxx

Bazoukiboy  Have you painted a red cross on the front door yet?

Bentonbag  Do you want a lodger?

Bazoukiboy  There's nowhere to put you due to the rewire...

Mrs Quilt  Perhaps she was thinking of Fester!

Bazoukiboy  Definitely no room then...

Bentonbag  It's at times like these you learn who your friends are ...

And when I told himself that there'd be a prescription waiting for Ferretfingers in Lloyds Pharmacy his reply was 

"Oh, I've got one waiting for me at the chemists higher up - Fairman’s."   

He wasn't volunteering to get both.  He was hinting that I should.

Miss GH  You deserve a big medal. X

Bentonbag  I'd settle for a good night's sleep.

Ms Marx  Hope it all settles down today, the sleep and the ankle. x

Labourlad  What a way to start … the night and the day… good luck with the enormity of it all x

Cousin Daisy   Your life!  You must have had a whale of a time in your previous life.  

So what words of comfort can I find…  Let me know if I can help in anyway way. xx

Mrs Elplates Hope life is better soon Ben.

Mr Mountain  If kind thoughts had wings you would be deafened by the noise above your roof!