Inchcock Today: Friday 5th Sept 2014

Slab InchyContinuing from Thursday to Friday 5th September 2014

Thursday night: I prepared me sausage sarnies with BBQ sauce, I tried reading me book, but no sleep came. Put on a DVD, but no sleep came.

Eventually I drifted off… and the dreams came again, no idea what they were about, but these nightmares were not the only thing that kept waking me up. Each time I presumably moved in my sleep, the ‘Inch’ was rampant and oh so painful. Still, no bleeding from it last night, just pain.


Took rubbish out to bin.

My body told me it still wanted to sleep. But after having to get up and check things out medically, I could not nod off despite the weariness.

19 8 001aSo, I got up, put the water heater on, started the laptop, made a cuppa, and took me medications.


Seemed quiet this morning (Fair enough, I’d not got me hearing aids in), and I had a feeling of dread or fear? Mingled with an expectancy in the air of disaster perhaps? Weird feelings abound.

I started to do/touch up some graphics and posts for me blogs.


Took rubbish out to bin.

Got missen looking and smelling pretty, then set off to walk to Sherwood to donate me bit and pieces.

Got as far as the end of the road: I returned to the hovel to put me hearing aids in, and set off again. Managing to forget to call at the GP once again! Huh!

Got to the Nottingham Hospice Charity Shop, and dropped off me bag. Asked about the donor card, and they found the one I’d filled in.

They gave me a card to lose later. Said me cheerios and went to catch bus into town.  On which I got through some more of me Eric Morecombe book, and nibbled some seaweed.

TTF 03Not many people about for a Friday?

In town, I poddled through the centre, on me way to C&A to see if they had any cushion/pillow of the size I wanted, but no. I looked at their comfortably fitting shoes, but declined due to the £49 price tag.

So I tried the shoe Zone cheapo shop, and got a pair for £9.99.

TTF 05Then tried another shop to see if I could obtain a pillow/cushion of the size I required. After mushc searching I gave up, came down to the ground floor to exit the premises – and saw one on display on a settee. I had a look at it, and it had a £26 price tag on it! But still, it looked just what I was after, so I treated missen to it.

TTF 04I then made me to the 99p shop. And bought some lavender disinfectant for only 99p for 2.5 litres.

On me limp around the shop moseying, I saw some bread mix with balsamic vinegar. I thought me sister Jane might like that, so I rang her. While we were talking, I glanced outside the shop, and saw a lady take a tumble, so I stopped the call and went to see if she was alright. She was as it happens, so I walked her to her bus stop. She sounded fully compos mentis.

Rang Jane back, she didn’t want the bread mix though.

The bags were getting heavy again now, the knees and feet twinging too.

TTF 02As I left the centre, a mobility scooter threatened, but veered off at the last moment – why am I plagued by these?

 I limped to the bus stop, struggling with the bags. (When will I ever learn?)

The buses were busy.

I went straight passed the GP surgery again, and got home, weary and annoyed with missen for spending so much.


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