Friday 8th December 2017
Malagasy: Zoma 8 Desambra 2017
0400hrs: Stirred, pains from the chest, and fully aware that I had been having dreams, but not the foggiest idea what they were about, most annoying. A vague sense of triskaidekaphobia being involved lingered.
The innards still rumbling and within seconds, I was forced to relinquish the warmth and comfort of the £300 second-hand recliner, catch my balance, and hobble to the wet room and the Porcelain Throne. Yet again, a different session. I think that Trotsky Terence is getting a grip once more… Tsk!
To the kitchen and did the Health Checks.
Then, when I went to get the morning medications out, I’d missed yesterdays morning dosages. I checked the evening ones, and I’d not taken them either!
The cramps in the fingers were playing-up, and I dropped the tablets as I took the morning’s out to take. Unsure of what would be best to do with the evening ones though. So I decided just one Warfarin blood thinner and one Trental vasoactive agent tablet. No doubt about it, the chest was a bit painful when I woke up.
I updated Thursday’s blog and got it posted off. Then went on Facebook for a while.
Then CorelDraw to finalise the TFZer Nursery Graphic.
Then started this post, up to here. Made some more top graphics for the coming days, this took a few hours. During which Jenny called me to see if Would be in around 0945hrs today, to have the builder’s assessment of the flat done, instead of the 13th, as the gal had a business meeting to go to on that day. I said I would be in, thanked her and got the ablutions done. Had to use Porcelain Throne half-way through. Back to solid with clear liquids now again?
Ablutions were done then dressed all clean and fresh, and the doorbell chimed out. Twas two people from the builders Willmott Dixon, and Jenny with them. Took a few minutes to assess and they were off. I thanked Jenny, she will get in touch before they arrive and assist me with what needs moving. ♥
Back to the CorelDraw and Inchcock Today page header humour graphics.
Jenny called back, she needed to move some stuff ready for when they come to do the heating. Handed her, her Christmas present, glad I remembered cause I might forget later. She thanked me and off she trotted, a busy gal.
Back to the updating. Got the graphics done and set up for four days IT’s. Took me three hours plus.
Got the nosh prepared. Cooked pork knuckle in jelly. I wish I could remember where I got this from, cause it was absolutely delicious. Sliced mini-tomatoes with balsamic vinegarette, and ready prepared Potato Gratin with masses of extra-mature cheese added. An apple and two slices of Irish Batch bread dabbled with Vegemite.
And very nice too!
Washed the pots and did the Helth Checks and took the medications.
The sun came out, and I opened the kitchen window to take a close-up view of the balcony, and the then, the ones below. All being readied for the installation of the new units. The man at the Heater Training Session told me that they will be installed from the outside.
The darkness soon descended, as did my tiredness. Got settled in the £300 second-hand Recliner and got the Boon DVD on. Watched all three episodes without any nodding off. Then put the TV on, and I was gone into dreamland in seconds.
I woke, having been dreaming the oddest nightmare. (In the morning I made up a graphic to help with the description, and added to the Saturday posting). I was in outer-space, in, I don’t if it was a planet or type of spacecraft, that resembled a giant car multi-storey carpark? I was being forced to walk between the levels, and on each one, was a Whoopsidangleplop or Embarrassing incident I’d suffered over the years, being replayed and I had to watch them? Most uncomfortable!
This dream, caused the grey-cells to become active, and I could not get back to sleep. So I turned the TV back on.
The weather forecast was on, warning me about this Sunday and the due snow, with Nottingham right in the middle of it!
Oh, dearie me.
I took a quick photo of the screen and made this up for a bit of fun before finishing the diary on Saturday.
I don’t know if it was the dream or this weather prediction, but suddenly I needed the Porcelain Throne.
I added an ADRC capsule to the morning medication pots, so I didn’t forget to take it.
The Trotskies were taking over again, this time.
Got settled down again, and soon drifted off.