After sleeping and waking every few minutes it seemed to me, I gave up and got up at 0250hrs to visit the porcelain.
As soon as I moved I knew that Little Inchy and Anne Gyna didn’t like me moving! Tsk!
Little Inchy was sore, I put that own to the examination yesterday though. The stinging was not so bad though, if that makes sense to you?
The Stomach was really rumbling and bubbling. Overall not feeling too bright at the moment. The late night for me didn’t help.
Oh… another call to the porcelain. Cor blimey… and I didn’t have a nosh last night either, too tired to bother.
Not up to doing any sorting today that’s for sure – although guilt may prompt me into action later – oh and the laundry needs doing…
Made a cuppa, medications taken and laptop on.
Did some Facebooking and emails.
Got a wash and spruce up, then got me laundry ready, made sure I had soap, freshener, me mobile, camera in pocket and coins of the realm.
Got down and both machines were in use. Both had about 35 minutes left according to the readout on the machines.
Came back to the flat made a cuppa and updated this twollop.
Back down to try again with me laundry.
One machine free so got it in and going.
Very natter with some residents as they waited in the warmth of the reception area before going out to catch the bus.
Back up to the flat and the WC (Oh dear) sorted some paperwork out ready for filing (I keep finding more as I go through the stuff).
Back down to the laundry room and did me crossword book as I waited for the washing machine to finish.
Another nice little natter when some tenants came in off the bus.
Got the washing into the drier, and nibbles some nuts while doing me crossword book.
Packed me stuff into me bag and returned to the flat.
Had a dizzy in the lift and that was me done for the day – worst I’ve ever had. Tsk!
Got in and put me things in the airing cupboard.
I’m afraid I did nothing else apart from make me nosh, sat in the chair occasionally getting up to go to the porcelain, and that was me day.
Garden peas, Frikadellens, pickled egg, beetroot, seasoned fries and bread thins. Strawberry cheesecake to follow.
Kept nodding and waking again, last time I recall getting up for the WC was about midnight – and didn’t feel well at all, thought about pressing me wrist alarm – glad I didn’t now, cause after nodding off and waking several times again, each time I woke up I seemed to feel a bit better, apart from the rumbling stomach which had been with me all day, Arthur Itis and Anne Gyna were giving me a rest.
Couldn’t remember if I’d took me evening or noon medications, but ound an empty evening pot later, so I must have.
Got a few hours kip in any way. No more dizzies.
TTFN all, as Arnie said: “I’ll be back!” He say’s hopefully. Hehe!