Monday 15th June 2015
A strange band of cloudless sky on the horizon this morning?
Made a cuppa.
Took me medications.
After a few hours I’d got them done and dusted like.
Then some progress with me trying to learn how to get out of the Windows page on the new laptop! I found a page on Google search that informed me: Press Windows icon + D to exit – it works! Hurrah!
Finished yesterday’s Diary and got that posted.
Did some Facebooking and enjoyed that.
Decided to marinate me beans for later. Tried a slightly different recipe this time:
I hope it comes out alright. I plan to have some bacon and sausage with it – and wholemeal bread of course.
I think the shoulder is starting to get better, as the urge to scratch it is getting harder to resist.
The sore throats getting no better, but the voice is.
Started doing this diary up.
Got a good wash and scrub-up, and left for the surgery, feeding the pigeons en-route.
I arrived and booked missen in with the receptionist lassie.
The nurse came and collected me – she has always reminded me of a Nazi concentration camp leader yer know. (Only joking – honestly)
By the time we’d walked to her surgery, about 20 seconds – she had made me aware that: She is only allowed seven minutes with each patient – I was to hurry and get me things off for her to do me INR test and I must not keep on gaining weight! (Didn’t know I had?)
She talked her way through the procedure and told me to hold the cotton wool on the vein she’d just used to extract a bit of blood from.
As she was inputting things on the computer I bravely told her about the receptionist cancelling me CHD checks and making it for the next day along with me stitches to be taken out appointment.
She gleefully changed all the appointment around and made one pro-tem one for me.
Thursday 18 June – Wound dressings to be checked and changed..
Monday 22 June – Pro-Tem INR checks according to todays results when they come back.
Thursday 18 June – Wound dressing to be checked and redone.
Friday 19 June – Clinic to see if the new cortisone injections are working.
Wednesday 24 June – Wound stitches to come out. Oh joy!
Thursday 2 July – CDH starvation-health checks to be done.
A stiff lecture about not doing anything too physical and I was bundled out of the door. Leaving them a bag of nibbles on me way out.
As I left to walk back, I observed a group of four yobboes lurking near the cut-through again, so I took the long route avoiding contact with them.
Better safe than sorry I thought.
Got in and stirred me marinading beans, WC’d and made a cuppa.
Then got totally lost trying find out why the laptop had started asking for passwords when it started? And also failed to find a way of stopping it doing so. Another two hours wasted. Huh!
Took some stuff out to the bins and regretted doing so when the wound played up.
Made me nosh and devoured it!
Sat up to avoid catching me wound to read me book and….
The cramps came on suddenly – Ooooh, argh…. eeck! followed by an elongated earrrrggghhh! when I twisted withpain and caught be wound… ah-well.
Did a bit of Facebooking.