Friday 20th November 2015
Woke still feeling tired, later than usual at 0530 hrs.
WC’s, no smells today – but Little Inchy needed attentions again.
Made a cuppa and took me medications.
My mind seemed to be a little out of control this morning – racing away considering various topic, problems, of it’s own accord? Hard to describe, but for a moment I really thought ‘Hello, I’m losing it, my time is nigh… most weird.
Finished yesterdays diary of and posted it, but still not feeling too good. Dizzies started, stomach ache, can’t concentrate. All this after I felt so good last night too. Humph!
Didn’t risk a bath with feeling a bit unsteady in mind and body, so had a stand up bath and shave instead.
Got down in time for the bus into town.
Had a good chin-wag with the bloke for the 4th floor on the way into town – he had some fascinating stories to tell me.
Phoned Jane and Pete when I got into town to make sure I was alright to go see them earlier than planned, then caught the bus out to West Bridgford.
Old Fooey, bless him somehow knew I was there and came over for a fuss – this amazed Jane and Pete, the poor old cat being partially blind and almost deaf with arthritis as well..
I can’t help it, I adore him to bits.
They helped me back on me feet and made me a cuppa and a grand old natter ensued.
Jane had a cold and didn’t look too well, made an extra fuss of her. Pete showed me the damage to the garage and his car where the tiles had fallen off of next doors roof and through his garage door. Gave her some nibbles I’d taken for her – and she didn’t tell me off once!
Nipped off to catch the bus back into town, hoping I’d make it in time to catch the five passed L9 bus to the flats from King Street.
I didn’t, just missed it. Still felt a little puddled and could not remember some of the things I’d spoken with at Jane’s house.
I had an hour to kill so foolishly went in Primark for a look around and came out with 3 new pairs of undies and a jumper, Hey-ho!
Took a photo of ladies bags on display while I was in there, for the Troll Free Zone gals on Facebook.
Managed to get an ‘odd’ look from a supervisor on me way out with me own bags. Hehe!
Walked through the slab square where the Christmas Noshery stalls had opened and the skating rink was almost ready, think it was due to open later today.
Seconds after taking this photo the skies clouded over and it became a bit dark.
Still had a while to wait for the bus so I wandered around the block up through Clinton Street. Good job me knees were in good nick otherwise I might have got knocked off me feet by the many Nottingham shoplifters… what am I saying, shoppers I meant… rushing around in search of early bargains in the shops.
I called in Tesco on the way to the bus stop to see if they had some Fresh cream French Horn cakes in – they hadn’t, but that didn’t bother me in the least.
Had another dizzy at the bus stop, but only a very short one. The chap for the 4th floor arrived at the stop and we had another natter. When we got on the bus he told me some wonderful stories from his past again. He’s 86 years old and fitter than wot I am.
Got in the flat and used the porcelain, a bit runny and persistent and the stomach started rumbling afterwards?
Got the kettle on and made a cuppa then had to return to the WC for a repeat performance! It took so long the tea went cold and I had to make another cuppa.
I was wandering about a bit now, but not through the knees or dizzies – Mmm!
Might be a touch of flu?
Settle down to update this diary and started shivering a bit, and the wind was belting into the flat again then the rain started.
It got rather heavy too.
Went to get medications from the kitchen and swayed a bit en-route.
Then had to call at the porcelain again.
If things stay like this I might be in trouble. Still I’ve got me wrist alarm bracelet on.
Still hard to concentrate for some reason?
Did some Facebooking okay, and no more dizzies or wandering, just the runs. Six trips now in two hours – how is this possible.
Some lovely comments today.
I’ve asked one of me Cyber-carers Lynda if having soup for nosh is advisable. I actually feel like eating at the moment, not surprising I suppose cause I must have emptied me innards completely by now surely?
Did me emails checks.
Then found I had not emptied me innards completely by now surely, and even had a dizzy on the way to the bathroom!
Took me medications and put a tin of soup in’t pan, and had it with some bread… in betweens trips to the bathroom – getting fed-up with this now… Hehehe!
Hope I get some peace soon from the innards. Head-down sounds a good idea…