Q: Why are lawyers like nuclear weapons?
A: If one side has one, the other side has to get one. Once launched, they
cannot be recalled. When they land, they screw up everything forever.
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Saturday 12 March 2016
What a good nights sleep – I got five and a half hours in, and only woke up two or three times! Mind you, when I did wake up, ‘Little Inchy’ was in a right painful state. Still, some other ailments were kinder, Arthur Itis, Roger Reflux, and the back were easier, Anne Gyna was playing up real bad still, though. Oh, and Hem Aroids, no bleeding at all at the porcelain visit.
Every morning, is like waking up different person?
Made a cuppa and took the medications.
The weather was just a little misty this morning.
The weather was not looking too bad; I thought I’d have a good walk today. I might walk into Daybrook, then Arnold and do some window shopping and call to get some bread and nibbles along the way.
Laptop on and started this diary off to here, then finished off yesterday’s diary and posted it off.
Did some Facebooking.
Readied me for a marathon hobble through Daybrook and into Arnold, to get some bits and hopefully some photographs if the birds in Arno Hill Park en route.
I got so many, and I’m going to do a separate post on the eventful and enjoyable leg-wearying journey.
Here’s, just couple of photographicalisations I took while hobbling about:
When I got back, I put away the fodder.
Then, the most welcome of sights beheld my eyes; The Throne!
I got the nosh on, and while it was cooking, I transferred the photographs onto the laptop and kept popping into the kitchen to see how the ‘unplanned’ meal was doing.
Lengthy visitation this one was.
I felt 5lb lighter, in less pain and relieved!
Took a photograph of the sky through the kitchen.
It had a sort of beauty to it, the clouds and light never cease to amaze me how it changes from day to day now that I’m in this flat, I can appreciate it so much more.
I just wished the house sale would end soon.
Soon the ‘unplanned nosh; Unplanned, because when I got back to put the shopping away I had to use some of the frozen fodder for my nosh, so as to make room for the bread to go into the freezer! Tsk!
There was two part filled food bags with what I thought were battered Cod balls, it turned out one was so, the other was chicken. Both were very nice anyway. Wish two fish cakes, some dried roast onions, and beetroot, followed by a Lemon dessert thingumabob, it went down well.
Rated this one 9/10.
I nipped to the bathroom, and oh boy, was ‘Little Inchy’ pouring blood! Hell of a job on then, stopping it was the most urgent, and as painful and messy. Then cleaning things up without starting it flowing again was a hassle. Then the bloodied togs went into a bucket of water and disinfectant for attention later. The leakage affected the night pants, undies, and socks! Even had to wash my feet!
Never had it that bad before, weary about what I’ll find in the morning, I put a pair of the throw-away nappy like undies on, and creamed him well. Crossed fingers. I wondered why this had happened? Cleaned the bathroom.wa
Too tired by then to do owt much at all, I watched a DVD, ‘Tremors Five’, the best one yet I thought, thinking that would let me drop off into the land of nod – it didn’t.
So I watched another – no luck.
I switched to the TV, there was two back to back Law & Order Special Victims on. I watched through them both with only one or two nod-offs during the advertisements.
Amazing, there I sat desperately tired, but the mind would not let me! Humph!
I tried reading the book but was too tired to concentrate, yet still no sleep!
Had the long hobble affected me and livened me up or what?
I know, I thought to myself, I’ll listen to the radio through my headphones, of course, I keep forgetting these new fandangled TVs can pick up the radio stations.
That did the trick.