Sunday 10th July 2016
Sonntag 10 Juli 2016
0415hrs, Woke full of memories of some of the dreams I’d had. All seemed to involve my working in shops, all had elements of truth and actual events from my past, but distorted?
The £300 second-hand recliner allowed me out of it, and I got to the porcelain for a Wee-wee of great magnitude. Unfortunately, Little Inchy was bleeding again. Clean him up and applied the Cortizone cream. However, the other ailment were nice and calm this morning, Anne Gyna no bother at all, Arthur Itis not bad at all, Haem Aroid not bleeding, Hand wrist and arms, even the shoulder was okay… I was worried about this believe it or not. Hehe! The stomach was grumbling a little bit, but not badly.
Made a cuppa and took the medications.
The view from the kitchen window revealed a nice sky. Mind you, I thought it was a bit cold today.
I realised then why it was a bit cold, and why my legs were so much easier at this time. I had not got any jammies on, and, the usual swelling of the legs had diminished, in fact, I could say that they were almost skinny!
Do you like the pattern on the undies I’m wearing? These were the one where I made a Whoopsiedangleplop when purchasing them. I thought I had bought ‘Loose fitting size XL’ – in fact, they were ‘Loose fitting size XXXL’ I didn’t even know you could buy these in this size? When I pull them up the elastic waistband is just under my nipples! Hehehe!
Skipped into the living room (Well, I say skipped, more a sort of limped but not as bad as usually), and got the laptop on. Set up today’s page and finished the Saturday one and got it posted.
To the wet-room and did the ablutions, very nice shower again, used the lavender soap today.
Went out of the door with me shopping bag to go to the new shop in Sherwood… went back in to collect me hearing aids. Out again, then back in again to pick up the camera. A bit windy outside this morning, but only around the flats. Wobbled up the footpath
Wobbled up the steep gravel footpath to the park, halfway up I turned and took a photographicalisation of the flats, note please the bright sky, for later it changed suddenly.
Limped down the footpath and down onto Mansfield Road, the tootsies were aching already?
Over the hill and into Sherwood, and the new Budgen Store. Very poor selection and even more expensive than the Co-op was! I got a packet of roast spuds that was on offer.
As I came out of the store it suddenly came over all dark, and I was convinced it was going to belt down with rain.
But minutes later the sun was out again?
Walked back up and over the hill and right into Woodthorpe Grange Park on my way back to the apartments.Folks were
Folks were talking about the sudden but very short twilight period earlier. One bloke, I heard joking about he thought the aliens had arrived. Hehe!
By the time I’d taken a look at the dogs with their wagging tails and got to the top of the park the sunshine had seemed to have settled on again.
I shuffled down and back to the flats, calling in to see Olive on my way. He Grandson was there. Had a few word and a joke with her, she had not noticed it when it came over dark? Said I’d call back later and returned to number 72, wee-wee’d, made a cuppa and got the laptop back on and updated this tosh.
Did some Facebooking, took the midday medications and had another cup of strong tea. Blooming Facebook playing up again… Tsk! So annoying innit?
1515hrs: Well, off to see how Olive is. See you later folks.
Back again 1620hrs: I’d called to see her but got no answer, returned to the flat, then went back again and she was in fine fetal. She’s fell asleep earlier, but now awake and in good form too! A good gossip later, and I returned to 72 in good spirits.
Watched the Euro Final. Not that I wanted either team to win at the start, but after the referee let some of the French players get way with some fouls, and Renaldo being injured and off, my sympathies laid with Portugal. I was still surprised when they did win.
Anne Gyna started kicking off after the match, and an unpleasant night ensued.