Friday 9th September 2016

0500hrs: Woke with the same light-headedness that I had last night, coughing a bit, hard to concentrate. But no actual dizzies, this combined with the £300 second-hand recliner chair working correctly to release me for a WRHD session, that was painful (Nowt new there though) but blood free and I didn’t stub any toes, almost convinced me that things were getting better already! Hehe!

Noticed the note I’d left for myself under Koala Katie, and out the paperwork in my pocket for later.

Took the medications and made a cup of tea. When putting the weekly morning pill pots back in the drawer, I spotted just one tiny tablet stuck in the corner of Thursday mornings.

Ah-ha! I thought. Perhaps a possible explanation for last nights feelings of lethargy and weakness? It was the Bisoprolol tablet that I’d missed yesterday morning when I emptied the pot out to take the doses?I got 

I got the laptop going and searched for “What if I miss a Bisoprolol dose?” As anticipated, it said if you are within 4 hours of the next dose due, do not take any extra. So I didn’t. This could be the cause of my depression and fogginess? I thought about whether or not to take some cough medicine to counter this nagging tussis I’ve had for 24 hours of so? After failing to find the bottle of cough medicine, I decided not to take any. Hahaha!

That’s the cough linctus and the new umbrella still to be found then, oh and the electric razor. I feel satisfied all three are lurking somewhere in my apartment?

Sod-it! The dizzies back, I thought I was doing well this morning.

Hello, another WRHD session! No bleeding again, though, just pain. Sneezing now!

Laptop back on and got yesterday’s diary finished and started this one off.

Went into the kitchen to make a brew, and this was the view. Fantastic I thought.

It looked like the homes in the centre, as they were lit by the upcoming sun from behind and to the left, were, The Chosen Ones!

I still get astounded by the views from here. And feel lucky to have them to look at.

0815hrs: Closed laptop down and readied for the trip to the dentists.

After the shower and shave, I bravely mounted the new scales.

Up just a pound (and a few ounces, but let’s not be pernickety eh?).

Called to see Olive on the way out, but no answer, perhaps a little early? 

A little overcast this morning, but the sun got through on the odd occasions. I struggled up the gravel path into the park. But it was worth it and so beautiful up there. The trees and bushes so green, and occasionally stopped to watch the dogs walking their owners.

One dog, an elderly looking grey and white greyhound had really got this owner trained well. The ball was thrown, and he chased it picked it up and stood waiting, for the boss to get to him to pick it up and throw it again! I really enjoyed the walk through today.

Seemed to be feeling a bit better too. I did forget to get the cough medicine as I ambled down into Sherwood, passing the chemist on the way to the Dentist! Humph!

Two girls crossing the heavy traffic on Mansfield Road drew some horn tooting from some of the drivers.

The pelican lights were about 100 yds further down the road. The gals just gave them the finger and carried on laughing.

I had to laugh too!

Into the dentist, to find they had knocked a wall down and changed the reception area to accommodate three receptionists now. The thick coating of gloss paint had only recently been done by the potent smell of it. Had to fill in a mega form and permission sanction form, then waited to be called.

The nurse called me I assume, but I didn’t hear her, so she came and shook me shoulder as I was doing the crossword book.

Up to the surgery, very quick they were today, I noticed the light fitting above the chair was much more populated with dead insects than on the last visit. They soon had me checked asked if I was in any pain, said you are okay, book another appointment with the receptionist on you way out… All done!

Settled the bill with the Obergruppenführeress on the desk. When she told me I’d to pay £19.50, it was only time she smiled. I thought it was £18 last time, maybe it’s gone up a bit. Not complaining mind, a lot better than having to go private and pay hundreds of pounds – although a private dentist may have higher quality flies in their light fittings to look at? Hehehe! 

Out and was lucky enough to be in time to catch the L8 bus back up Winchester Hill and to the flats.

Had a blether with a lady from the 4th floor in the lift, we were both intent on getting our slippers on, making a cup of tea and visiting the porcelain!

Called in to see Olive, but no answer. Her family might have taken her out for the day.

I returned to the apartment and visited the porcelain, made a mug of tea and got me slippers, then laptop on. Added the dates to the Google and paper diary, then did a shopping order from Morrisons. Updated this post.

More work on the TFZ ‘Who’s watching’ graphic series. Got about 10 done now, but many more to do yet. 

Got the chips in the oven and nipped off to visit Olive, and she was in. Lovely chinwag and mutual fondness seemed to be in the air. A kiss and a cuddle, and back to the flat to sort the meal out.

Although the fodder looked appetising, with the cold or whatever it is I’ve got, the taste-buds let me down and I didn’t really enjoy it as much as I should have. Mind you, I ate it all… out of habit more than relish I think?

Made an order online for delivery from Morrisons for tomorrow.

I’ve ordered some tiny cans of garden peas now the fresh ones are finishing. A lot dearer getting these little tins. When I was checking to see if I needed any more bleach, I found the missing cough medicine! Took a good swig of it.

Climbed into the £300 second-hand recliner chair with a mug of orange juice, some nibbles and the TV paper at my side, to settle and watch a DVD, “Quatermass 11” from the 1959 TV series and took the medications, remembering the ulcer medicine, not that it’s very effective but better than nothing.

Minutes later, I realised I’d not got the mobile phone nearby, got out of the now reluctant £300 second-hand recliner and retrieved the phone from my jacket pocket in the hallway. Climbed back into the £300 second-hand recliner chair to settle.

Minutes later, after I’d just started to watch Quatermass, I saw the curtains had not been drawn. Got out of the now reluctant to work and shuddering a bit £300 second-hand recliner and pulled them too. While doing this, I spotted I’d not got the alarm wristlet on – hobbled to the Wetroom where I found it on top of the porcelain, put it on and returned to the £300 second-hand recliner, and sat down without any hiatus, as it was now refusing to operate at all.

Then the nerves started, ‘Had I turned off the taps, locked the door, left the oven on, closed the kitchen window,  left the heater on in the wetroom?’

Got out of the now dormant £300 second-hand recliner yet again and checked around, all seemed okay, so back to the £300 second-hand recliner and found it working? Okay, it shook and whined a little, eventually, I settled again.

I started to watch the DVD and got through it without any nod-offs!

Had to dismount the £300 second-hand recliner in request intimated from the body for a WRHD session. (Tsk, no rest is there! Hehe!) I put down the extra WRHDs to the bug I’d caught.

The TV programmes I watched, after the DVD, were scattered with the nod-off moments.

Woke from a long doze around 0200hrs, coughing. Another trip to the porcelain was needed, this time, the £300 second-hand recliner worked seamlessly?

I’d been dreaming about high cliffs and trying to jump off but couldn’t get down, repeated efforts, nets would appear and catch me, giant birds scooped me up and replaced me the top again, as I tried again I’d find myself in a bath full of bubbles, got sucked down the drain and fell back at the head of the cliff again? There were so many other failed attempts and reasons for failure I’m sure, but of course, I cannot recall the others?

I sprang awake at 0415hrs or so, again in need of a WRHD session.