Tuesday 3rd October 2017
A terrible night of repeatedly waking, passing wind and nodding off again! 0255hrs, I surrender trying to rest, rose-up out of the £300 second-hand recliner, stubbed my toe and off to the Porcelain Throne. Where the resulting efforts produced only more wind and rumbling, gurgling sounds from within.
Caught a reflection of myself in the kitchen window when I went to do the Health Checks and take the medications. Gawd-blimey, I looked pale! Sys 156, Dia 71, Pulse 84, Temp 33.8, Weight 14.9.
Made a mug of tea, and added the milk… it had gone off! Cleaned the cup and made a fresh brew and opened the last tub of the long-life semi-skimmed milk to use – then I had to abandon these plans for a drink, and hasten back to the Porcelain Throne. A messy, needing cleaning up afterwards session! By the time I’d cleaned up the WC and medicated myself, the second mug of tea had gone cold. I think that perhaps the baked beans eating for two nights may have affected things in the now very sore Haemorrhoid Harold’s department. Serves me right I suppose. Hehe!
Computer turned on, and I had another search for the new reading glasses, they must be somewhere, but where? I gave up and used the old ones again. That’s two pairs of goggles I can’t find now, the new reading spectacles, and the latest bifocals?
Made a start on this diary up to here, and then finished yesterday’s off.
Back to updating this journal.
Doing this, I discovered this what can only be called a mystery photographicalisation on the Sim Card. It seems I took this one at 0114hrs this morning according to the camera?
Note the conservative-style nightwear I’m wearing? I’m not sure where my other leg had got to? Hehehe!
Started the Email and WordPressing.
Got the nibbles and appointment card in the bag, then got on with the ablutions.
Set off down to the lobby and was greeted by three tenants waiting to be lifted by taxi.
Meandered out and started the hobble into Sherwood and the surgery for the INR blood test.
Not too much traffic about when I made my way through Sherwood and up the incline.
The knee was a little bothersome, but I was doing very well.Doug cats
A little further on, the traffic got thicker, and a Sherwood Pavement Cyclist belted by me and swerved around a bloke and his two kids. The man shouted something at the ignorant cyclist but was ignored totally.
Over and down the hill into Carrington, now the traffic had started flowing even more as I neared the doctor’s surgery.
Got in and logged on with the receptionist, sat down and started the crosswords as I waited.
Bit of back luck, it was Obergruppenfurheress Nurse Anne who did me today, not Nurse Nichole.
Bitterly disappointed! Sometimes life can seem so unfair, can’t it?
This was the reason the vehicles were held up earlier, and it seemed so quiet in Sherwood traffic-wise.
Getting a bit windier now, too.
I poddled down and over the road to the Lidl store to have a decker.
I spotted my mate BJ in the launderette and popped in to have a chinwag with him. He seemed a little down today. I gave him my money for the Papplewick Pumping Station Membership, he said he would pay it in for me on Saturday at the Steaming Session. I’m afraid I could not attend, as the hearing aids and GUM clinic visits on Friday might mean my having to have anaesthetics. Is that the right word? Going brain dead here!
Into the Lidl store then. Where I spent a bit of money on, Lemon Fools, fresh milk, Bread Thins and three cans of Nixe Kippers in tomato sauce and vegetables.
They were £2 each, but so lovely and flavoursome.
And I have not seen any about for ages.
Tried the Self-Pay tills again. And again I had to seek assistance to get the thing to work properly.
The assistant in the blue coat here had to attend to me twice – during which time I got no communication from him at all. Well, bar the odd grunt!
No advice was given!
When I had sorted it and left the till area, I made a point of taking his photograph. Caught him smiling for the first time? I soon realised why. He was giving assistance and talking to a rather illecebrous woman! Tsk!
Out and to the bus stop nearby. A 58 arrived in minutes. The five stops to Sherwood travelled. Hobbled over the road and joined some other tenants at the bus stop there, had a chinwagging session for a few minutes and the L9 arrived and lifted us all up the hill to the flats.
Annie and Welsh Bill went up with me in the lift, managed a few laughs on the way.
I got in and felt a little guilty at buying stuff I really did not need again! Then realised it was only the lemon fool and Kippers that represented any blame. But still. Hehe!
Into the Porcelain Throne, this time nothing but wind, a lot of wind.
But I could feel the rumbling, churning and gurgling inside and was aware that a splattering session was brewing-up ready to attack!
Took a Relief capsule with the Medications when I made a cuppa.
I spotted a caretaker from the kitchen window in his red Nottingham City Homes jumper. Such a rare sight I took his photograph. It was not our blocks usual caretaker, though.
Not that many of us can recall what he actually looks like. Hehehe!
I wondered if he was going to tackle the Alien Blob in lift number one?
I got on updating this post.
I made myself another mug of tea when Mary from the 6th floor called at the flat to see me. She had returned a DVD I’d loaned her. We had a nattering session and chose some more DVDs. She took the Chicken Risotto from me, hope she likes it. I was daft in buying it, the rice would have no doubt have caused me toothache problems if I’d tried to eat it.
After an hour or so she departed.
I did the log up to here, then caught up with Facebooking and WordPressing.
Got the meal cooking, fish and rostis in the oven, peas in the saucepan.
Fingers crossed it all come out right.
Not bad at all.
The Basi smoked catfish was pleasantly tasting.
B the time I got the washing up done, I was well overtired.
Foolishly tried to watch some TV. Nodded off early, and woke at 0045hrs.