Inchcock Today – Thursday 19th April 2018: Better day today!

Thursday 19th April 2018

Welsh: Dydd Iau, 19 Ebrill 2018

0235hrs: No need for any pandiculating this morning. I’d been laying here trying to get to sleep for hours, and decided I might just as well get up. Humph!

The first signs of mo3Wed12avement seemed to encourage the need for a wee-wee.

So, out of £300 second-hand recliner and off to the wet room.

Again, like earlier in the night, it was a wee-wee blast of enormous strength, but only last a few seconds?

WDP01a I also noticed that the vein area on the ‘Nurse Ann’ attacked blood-giving right arm was bruised and clotted.

Nurse Anns revenge? Hahaha!

Tended to the Health Checks next.

The pulse had shot up to 101, the temperature to 32.3, I wonder if this is linked to the jetting out wee-wee bursts?

I set on to updating the Wednesday Diary and got it posted at 0400hrs.

Checked the emails. One from the surgery had arrived with the blood-test results. The anticoagulation doses; Mon 2 Tues 2 Wed 2 .5 Thurs 2 Fri 2 Sat 2 Sun 2. The INR Warfarin level was 2.1, so I must take care not to slash my wrists today, cause with the blood so thin, it will be too late to change my mind. Haha!

4Thu01

Started updating this post up to here, and remembered the Morrison delivery is coming twixt 0630 > 0730hrs. So, I got the ablutions tended to early, to be ready for its arrival.

4Thu04

WDP01a Off to the wet room. Did the teggies, then when shaving I noticed the blotches all over the face? Looks like black-heads on the nose, too? Not keen on this development.

An excellent in-depth stand-up scrub-up, medicationalisationing and got dressed.

Made a brew. And guess what…

4Thu04

Turned everything off and restarted. Eventually, it returned. It’s times like this that any Virgin Customers willingly and gratefully paying the third increase in fees, tend to feel compassion for the multi-billionaire who bought Virgin Media off of Richard Branson.

Further added to this diary, then went to the WordPress reader.

Read and replied to comments. Had a wee-wee, things seem to be getting back to normal in this department (Apart from the frequency).

The Morrison Delivery arrived.

Got them put away. The sourdough bread for the Wardens arrived, and the toasties for Jenny were delivered. Topped up the bag for the Social Hour.

Sorted the black waste bags and took them to the chute. All ready and prepared, and out to the Social Hour.

Got to the shed on Chestnut Walk, and turned to take this picture of the flats with the new build for new tenants with Extra Care needs. Looking good to me. Now up to the roof, I think. Shame it will block the view for the current old resident on the lower floors, but this can’t be helped.

Entered the hut, it was early yet, so not many folks around. Cyndy and Margaret and four other ladies, with four gents.

I dropped the sourdough loaf off in the Obergruppenfurheress’s office. My EQ told me of a sense, an aura, of dubiety, incertitude and mistrustfulness hung in the air. This was an uncomfortable feeling for me. Of course, I may be wrong, but my EQ is usually right.

Went in the big room and had a chat with Jenny. She was in her usual good form this morning. Gave her toasties for the Saturday crowd and she thanked me. No need, indeed, bless her, after all the things she’s done to help me.

4Thu07I had a chat with Cyndy and the others. Then handed round the nibble box and had a laugh or two doing so.

In this photo, is Bill on the left, Cyndy in white and Margaret with her back to me in the checked dress. I asked the girls if my face was red an blotchy, but they said not?

I sat down with Bill (William on Sundays) and John. They helped me with the crosswords today. Then I handed out my raffle tickets to two different tenants this week.

4Thu08I departed early, to catch the 1030hrs bus. Offering my farewells as I left the happy crew.

I caught the Bestwood bound bus, along with many other residents.

Who nearly all got off in Sherwood, leaving me all on my own on the bus to go to Arnold. Hehe!

Anne got off last on Edwards Lane.

A lot of other passengers got on, some (I am well-pleased to say) I am on greeting terms with now.

The weather was so warm today. Made me realise that soon the fresh pod-peas will be available and the Tree Copse would bloom for me to walk through and admire.

I got off at the Sainsburys store. Someone had told that this shop sells the ‘Pick-up-Sticks’. However when I inquired of a member of staff, she said they used to, but don’t any 4Thu15longer. Shame!

I went to seek some of the flavoured bottles of tomato sauce so I can use them with eating my Polish Pork in beans.

I was most pleased to find that they were on offer at £1 a jar. Morrisons who I nearly ordered some off of, charge £2 a jar, same size. Is my luck changing? I bought four bottles of different flavoured ones. Plus a small pot of onion-salt.

4Thu09Out and caught an L9 bus back to the flats.

WDP01a I took a photograph at the Mansfield Road junction, I aimed to get a shot of the Daybrook Church in it. But failed miserably by taking the photo too late.

Still, I got one of the refurbished Cooper-Brook Hotel and restaurant. This would be handy for me to enjoy a get-away couple of days sometime, 4Thu10perhaps. Because with the L9 bus passing it should be easy for me get to and back from?

It is years, too many for my liking since I had a break.

I took another shot, as the bus turned into the estate it travels through in Daybrook. This one is to give an idea, for my American, Canadian and Australian TFZer pals of a Nottingham Housing Estate.

4Thu11 WDP01a As we passed by the Nottingham City Hospital, I took another failed effort of a picture. Shmendrik! I tried to make a snapshot of the vast staff flat car park and the hundreds of vehicles, but, as you can see, I took it too late, we were too far down the hill for me to capture them. Tsk!

WDP01a I got some acute-tingling sensations in my fingers after taking this effort. New to me these are, but I had difficulty sensing anything with them for a few minutes. Now, what could cause this to happen?

4Thu12When we arrived in Sherwood, I could see many of my fellow tenants waiting at the bus stop.

I was so determined to get a decent photograph this time. I did my bestest with the hands tingling away again.

WDP01a But no. I only caught one of the five or six residents in the shot. Shmeggege!

Back at the flats, I waited until all the others had got off, then joined them.

WDP01a On the hobble to Woodthorpe Courts, I heard the sound of emergency vehicle sirens, I thought they were coming my way, so I whipped out my camera.

4Thu13

A fire tender came along the road and stopped at my block of flats. Then another. Then yet another one. Followed by Fire Service car.

By the time I had limped and caught up with the others waiting outside, the officers gave us permission to go in. In the lift, some of the others said they heard the officers talking about a smell of gas in the caretaker’s room? As far as we all know, the flats have been all electric powered from when they were built in 1964?

The others got off on their floors, and I got into my noisy, Willmott-Dixon bashed-about apartment.

WDP01a The banging from upstairs was very loud, the worst I have ever been in for. It started at 1250hrs and went on until 1320 hrs. I assumed it was the workers doing something up there, despite it being their lunch-break time. No doubt a coincidence that the noises were all metallic sounding.

4Thu14I put the small potatoes on in the crock-pot and put the few things I’d bought away.

Had a wee-wee, made a brew, and did the Health Checks.

Then, I stuck the camera out through the kitchen window and snapped the fire tenders still there below on Chestnut Drive.

4Thu16 I viewed my beloved Tree Copse, slowly getting filled out now. I could still see through the trees yet. But, with the weather being so beautiful out there, it shouldn’t be long until it is walkable through, for me. It is a lot warmer outside than it is in the apartment!

As I closed the window, I mused on if I could stay awake long enough, I could take a walk through it later…

1Mon13WDP01a I trapped my finger in the frame as I got the camera back in.

I’ve used an old photograph to show what happened, cause the one I took now, has done another disappearing into the ether trick on me! Humph!

Well beyond my head-down time, but the potatoes are nowhere near cooked yet. Only tiny ones too?

I did next weeks Morrison order.

I popped to the OBergruppenfurheresses’ Hut, to ask Warden Deana what flat number Cyndy and Eric lived at, cause I’d forgotten. Then nipped up and asked them if they would like the tray of chicken thighs I’d overordered from Morrisons. Luckily they accepted, so that saved the food going to waste. Back to the flat.

I had a bash at Facebooking. Fingers crossed it will let me. It was okay with me tonight, but I’ve got to get me nosh and head down, now. I’ll be back (Did you note that Arnyism there, Hehe!) in the morning to finish this diary off. TTFN.

Friday morning now folks. I’ll update this twaddle now.

4Thu17Got the fodder sorted.

A 7/10 for this one. The potatoes spoilt it with their being bitter tasting.

Notwithstanding how tired I felt, sleep would not come as it usually does. I did have the odd moments of nodding off, but they lasted only seconds at a time. Which was annoying, but I did get to watch two episodes of the Hustle series for a change.

When sleep did come, it was sudden, I just flaked out light a light.

4 thoughts on “Inchcock Today – Thursday 19th April 2018: Better day today!

  1. Did someone break a bit of wind in the caretaker’s room, getting people confused, bringing out the fire brigade? It looks like Nurse Ann gave you a sound beating. Good you had a better day despite all the whoopsies. At least the meal got a passing grade.

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