Saturday 26th November 2016
Spanish: Sábado 26 de Noviembre de 2016
Wide awake at 0230hrs: Pondered on the only bit of the dreams I’d had I could recall; I was trying to commit suicide in a large cellar, by jumping off a tin of Quality Street chocolates, and baffled as to why this didn’t kill me, kept trying, again and again, until the tin was flattened, then someone in the next cell banged on the wall and complained about the noise?
Scrambled out of the £300 second-hand recliner and off for a WRHD session. Much blood from Haemorrhoids Harold again, but considering the marathon I had yesterday, the legs knees and feet felt fine? Mind you, I did take me time.
Got the mushrooms and carrots in the Crock-Pot simmering away. Made a cuppa and took the medications.
Computer turned on and updated the diaries and did a graphic or two for later.
Checked the emails and remembered that I have the INR blood test at the hospital on Monday, so I got the Anticoagulation sheet out ready and left in on the writing desk in the hope that it would remind me.
Did some Facebooking.
Then a graphic for the TFZer site folks from all over the world.
While doing this graphic, medical Whoopsiedangleplop!
Suddenly I got a dizzy spell and started shaking and sweating a bit.
Weariness and fatigue followed. I even felt a bit pitiful and depressed at the same time?
Turned off the computer and sat doing nothing for hours and hours, I turned on the TV, but concentration had evaporated.
A lot later, I decided to try and get something to eat. Herb tomatoes, Gnocchi and mushrooms, with what was left of the Sourdough bread.
I smelt so nice, but the taste buds had gone all warped again and I did not eat anywhere near all of it.
Put the dish down and fell asleep, forgetting to take the evening medications again!