Wednesday 29th November 2017
Russian: Среда, 29 ноября 2017 года
0055hrs: I stirred and sensed the innards rumbling as I lay spreadeagled on the £300 second-hand recliner. Within seconds of my waiting for the brain to activate – there came a most embarrassing Whoopsiedangleplop! No warning arrived for me to respond to, apart from the churning stomach; a messy, frustrating escapage from the rear-end. Shame, Humiliation, mortification, chagrin, ignominy and indignity!
The following paragraph contains details of my Whoopsiedangleplop – please pass by it if you prefer to avoid the lurid details. Thank you.
Already too late, I struggled out of the recliner painfully and made my way to the Porcelain Throne. It really shook me up, when I bent down to remove the clothes, more spurted out – liquified. I’m sorry, but this is how it was. But I shan’t go into any more detail, other than to say the bottom half of the jammies were cut off and thrown away along with the socks and slippers. Much cleaning and freshening-up followed.
I dare not risk doing the cleaning today, after the escapage when I bent down. And I shall not go out anywhere either, far too risky. The dégringolade in my health from last night was worrying a bit.
Took an ADRC capsule with the morning medications, and did the Health Checks. The worrying thing is I cannot find any more tablets as I thought I had in stock. Only three more left now.
The HC readings were a little changed from recent morning ones, but with this instantaneous visit from Trotsky Terence, I think this is to be expected?
Then, as I was making a mug of tea, Splurp! Back to the Throne. Not much and runny in the extreme. Another clean up of me and the wet room required. As I leant down to clean the outer part of the bowl, another involuntary leakage! More cleaning followed.
Last night’s fodder?
Got on the computer and finished off the Tuesday Dairy and posted it. Then started on this one. Not for long though, back to the Porcelain Throne. Where is it all coming from? Was it what I ate last night?
I checked the use-by dates on the cobs (20th Jan), franks (16th Dec), lemon fool (2nd Dec) and Lemon yoghourt (14th Dec). All of them had a long sell-by-date. Confused Mode Adopted!
Back again to the Throne. More wind but less content this time, no need for cleaning up the bowl, just me. Hehe!
Made a start on this blog.
Porcelain Throne visit. Oh, ‘eck! Still, a little less messy this time.
I foolishly sent an email to Jenny, asking if she could let them know my interest in going to the Heater Control Tuition classes. Then realised it was only about 0500hrs! I do feel a fool and sorry about that!
Took this picture out of the kitchen window. Despite all my ailments, I could see something beautifulness in it.
Started doing Food and Drink related graphics for each of the TFZers. I might get the graphics done by tonight.
A terrible thirst on me today. I wonder if it is connected to the Trotskies? Still, no chance of me running out of tea bags with the load I brought in while they were on Special Offer. Hehe!
1000hrs: Pressed on with the TFZer Food Themed graphics, Slow hard work it is… but being as I can’t do any jobs or go out thanks to Haemmorhoid Harold and Trotsky Terence, I’ll carry on until I’m too tired.
Off to the Porcelain Throne.
Jenny sent an email saying she would ask about the heater training for me to try and book me in. Bless her.
1300hrs: The workers have now moved down dead level with my flat. The noise is too much to concentrate on the graphicalisationing. Going to get the nosh done early.
Back in a bit.
Didn’t eat it all, and kept the fingers crossed that Trotsky Terence would not disagree with my choice of fodder.
Fell asleep for half an hour after eating. Then off to the Throne once more.
The damned Fire Alert Alarm Strobe and Pillow Shaker activated waking me up. I had no choice but to go through the checks, which meant: Getting up out of the recliner. Looking out of the window to see if any emergency vehicles were outside, tested the door handle with the back of my hand to see if it was hot, it wasn’t, in fact, it was icy cold. Opened the door to listen-out for any alarms, but heard none.
I did the Health Checks and took the medications.
Visited the Porcelain Throne. I’ve got three-quarters of the way through the Lenigrad book, oddly thanks to the Trotskys. Hehe!
I placed the notepad next to the chair and settled once more, and watched some of a Jonathan Creek DVD, and had to extract my lumbering body from the recliner and off to the Throne.
I found this photograph the following morning. I’m a little confused as to why and when I took it.
I had barely settled down again in the chair, and I think I nodded off straight away.
0030hrs: Got the machine going and back up the lift. The second elevator now lit up, but stuck on the ninth floor?
It was a lot warmer this morning.
I poddled around and ended up buying 2 pots of lemon yoghourt. Not cheap and very small, but they looked delicious with the lemon settled at the bottom of the glass pots. Some Part-Baked Rolls. The very naughty Frikadellens, and two tins of garden peas. I only spent £4.18. Good for me, that I think.
Had a wee-wee and made a mug of tea.
The DVT, INR Warfarin Level Results and new doses. No Email from the doctor surgery again. So, no chance of getting to the dentist.
Quick bash on Facebook.
Out again and down the road to Obergefreiteress Julie and Obergruppenfurheress Deana’s hut. Where I was lucky enough to find them both in situ. We had a laugh and chinwag, and I got some orange recycling bags given me. I gave them the two dribble-easy cups and explained about the leak when drinking, addi
ng that were the best mugs I’d ever known for keeping the tea warmer for longer. Gave them some nibbles, cause they are a good pair of Wardens and I like them a lot.
I’m not an algophilist, I took this way, so I could have a look at the beloved Tree Copse as I passed it by.
Onto Mansfield Road and over onto and down Devon Drive.
I think I was singing to myself at one stage?
wrangled away at me inside. Especially, as it wasn’t my fault, but the surgery staff, again!
Down to the traffic island and left over the Pelican Lights. Two cars shot through the lights when they were on red against them. Swines!
A bird I have never seen before landed on the rusty railings as alongside the park. I got the camera out as fast as I could, but it had gone off by the time I was ready. The creature was about the size of a sparrow or robin, and was black or dark grey with a thin white collar and some white specks on its tail feathers?
As I turned right onto Hucknall Road, I took a shot of the Day Brook that runs alongside the hospital. At least I couldn’t see any new rubbish dumped in it from the other week.
way to the Haematology Department.
Thanked them and went out via the temporary route through two other departments, without getting lost.
Went to the Victoria Shopping Centre (Mall) and poddled to the Tesco store to see if they had any chocolate nougat in, but they hadn’t.
I limped along Upper Parliament Street to the bus stop on Queen Street.
Only the two of us got on, but by the time three bus stops had been by, the bus was loaded almost to capacity.
I got in the mini-dwelling and had a much-needed wee-wee.
A couple or three hours later than usual, I got a cold meal of smoked mackerel, sliced tomatoes with balsamic vinegar, Stilton cheese and three slices of Scottish Plain Bread.
Took the medications with another ADRC.
Checks and weighing. Oh yes, a right busy little boy I was. Hehe!
Tin of baked beans and vegetarian sausages for nosh.
Around 0400hrs, still doing the diary photo sorting and update, I was feeling the cold so much, I put the fingerless gloves on after I’d made a mug of so-called Extra Strong, Twining’s English Breakfast tea.
the side of my nose, and it hurts. (Don’t they all!)
An hour later, at 0500hrs, I went to make another brew and checked again. The same. Then realised when downloading and trimming the screen scan photos used here, that Google had got the time an hour behind? How do I let them know? Hehe!
0730hrs: Another mug of tea and I took this picture out of the window.
Two slices of Scottish Plain, buttered, sliced tomatoes with balsamic vinegarette, extra-strong stilton cheese, garden peas and a battered cod.
Made another mug of tea and got the medications imbibed. I realised the pot of last nights doses had not been taken, so I belatedly took just the Warfarin and Pentoxifylline Blood-release Trental with the morning dosages. When I thought of it later, bearing in mind the lousy Throne session, an ADRC capsule.
I did a desperate search to find the liquid Morphine. I know the medics have stopped me taking it until the Haemorrhoids Strangulation operation, but I am confident I had a drop left to use in an emergency. But no. None found at all. I suppose this is due to me memory problems, like the phone yesterday I thought… and that reminded me, and I did a search for that. Humph!
On to the bus, well-packed one to town today. I wanted to get some Pea Snacks from the Chinese shop on Goosegate.
Te scene belayed how cold it was, though.
It looks as if they are going to high ones again.
I abandoned the plans to get the nibbles and had a walk around deciding to get some photographs as I did so. A bit further up the road, I spotted this shop, now with the upstairs apparently converted into living quarters. I took this one because it took me back to the 1960s when I worked there at Tesco, which was behind where I stood to 
get this shot.
And another new eatery. The name above the windows? Sexy Mamma Love Spaghetti? Hehe!
the finishing touches on the cabin where people pay before skating.
Came out with a small thin but high mug, some misshape brazils, a tin of nought with fruit & nuts and a kitchen sieve. Paid at the Self-Serve tills.
Walked to the bus stop through Slab Square. The way they do these temporary retail huts up in decorations and false snow is lovely.
America.
I was so tired and weary when I got in the flat. A wee-wee, washed the new little cup to try it. Not a success at all. Fair enough, it did keep the tea warmer longer, but as TFZer Shirley (Or was it Mary?) said, it was highly dribble-able when in use. I had more tea on my chin and shirt than what got down the throat. Haha!
Took a photo of the beloved tree Copse outside, so sad with the leaves dwindling.
off, I got the computer on straight away and added them to my request for next Thursday. Jenny is in f
I made a brew and took these pictures of the outside view. Top one from the living room, and botto
not right. They looked like hire vans so it may be the people who were here this morning clearing out a deceased resident’s flat
don’t mind!
One, the DVT INR Warfarin Blood Level results. Far too late for me to get in touch with the dentist again. And no Email either, as promised from the surgery.
ity Homes re a Ventilation survey to be carried out.
Finished off the Wednesday Diary. Time to collect the washed clothing, so down again. This time, both lifts were working?
I was going to pop outside to take a photograph, but the leaves blew in when the door opened, so I decided against going out. Hehe! 
As I was starting to read the end noticeboard, and not even moving, Hippy Hilda gave me a stab and twinge.
then, that they had used wind protection sheets on the cages now. A sage decision. We don’t want any blokes flying off. Hehe!
I called in the store and had a look around, but no luck this time again. I limped to the Asda (Walmart) shop and spent a while hobbling around for ages. Which was a bit risky, cause I had no way of telling the time, as I had misplaced the mobile phone. At least I hope I did, and it is at home; as opposed to my having dropped it out of the coat pocket when I took the coat off earlier in the foyer.
Paid the bill and went out and up to the bus stop. I had 30 minutes to wait before the bus was due.
Even the weather went darker as the bus made its way to the flats.
In the flat and had a wee-wee. Got the things put away and the Craig Cramps visited the hands poorly. I put this down to the heavy bag carrying stemming the blood flow.
Did the pots and Health Checks, and thought I’d taken the evening medications, but found out later I hadn’t. Plonker!
Into the kitchen and took this photographicalisation out through the window.
Oh, dear, back to the Porcelain Throne again. Painful, but not much bleeding from Haemorrhoid Harold. Very sore, though. It seems the past couple of days unexpected but very welcome better health with far less hassle has come to an end. Because Duodenal Donald started kicking off as well. Tsk!
WordPress Reader, lots of great stuff on today.
I wondered what the noise was when I went to make a cuppa. T’was the wind along with the occasional drizzle.
Got making up some humour tops for the diaries and setting up a couple of days worth of templates.
Up and out of the £300 second-hand recliner and off for a wee-wee.
0149hrs: I went to make a brew and took these photographs out of the window. I forgot to make the tea and returned to the computer. 
quite good this morning again. Worrying, I know. Although this sounds perverse if that’s the right word?
Caught the City bound one, up the hill, and dropped off on Mapperley Road, and walked to the Aldi store.
Lots of nibbles for the Social Hour, the Stilton cheese, some strong red grated cheese, a TV paper for next week, vine tomatoes, canned anchovy fillets and a pack of four large wholemeal cobs.
Only the feet and knees were giving me any hassle.
To Winchester Street and right down the hill.
brakes on.
walk down towards them, as seen here on the left.
I struggled on, for the feet were worse than ever now for some reason, back to the apartments, up the lift and into the dwelling, without seeing anyone at all.
Got the nosh prepared and served up.
