Inchcock Today Friday 17th August 2018: Clexane injections, INR & CHD blood tests – a very testing day. Hehe!

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Friday 17th August 2018

Mongolian: 2018 оны 8-р сарын 17-ны Баасан гарагт

5Fri001b0340hrs: I stirred into mock life, waited for the brain to catch me up, moved to get out of the £300 second-hand rickety recliner, and off into the kitchen to made a mug of tea and got the Health checks done.

As luck would have it, I remembered about the CHD test later today, and that I was fasting until then. So I had to resist drinking the tea and sadly throw it away. Sob!

I got the Enoxaparin injection done first, get it out of the way, so as to speak.

5Fri001

I noted that the Sys and Dia had gone up considerably. This may be due to me having started the Enoxaparin, now called Clexane inj on the box, last night. I’ve to go in to see Nurse Ann at the surgery later. She is fitting me in and told me yesterday I will have to be quick, she will not have much time available for talking and gossiping. Oh, dear! That was me warned!

Aug 17aOf to the wet room for a wee-wee.

The Ironclad black biting mini-beetles had been out, and about last night, the Critter Kill had nobbled a few again.

Realising I had far less time to get things done, as the appointment with the Nurse was early today. I set about finishing off yesterday’s blog and got it posted off to WordPress.

WDPBL02a Then, started this page going, sorted the two bags for the waste chute and took them depositing them in the letter-box size lid, and returning to the flat minus a layer or two of knuckle skin.

 Then it was time to get the ablutions done. All finished, I a grubbling session, making as sure as I could, that I had not missed anything to take with me. Urine sample, the bus pass to get home with, hearing aids in and soon off out.

On the walk up Chestnut Way, I took these three photographicalisations.

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5Fri006I called in the Nottingham City Homes, Winwood Heights, Stabsgefreiteress Wardens Temporary HQ, WC, Willmott-Dixon workers breakfast and tea-break room, Sarcasm & Insult distribution area, Tenants Socialisationalistic Area, Telling Inchcock off Zone, Crockery and pottery to be stolen from, WC and residents porta-cabin. Had a talk with Warden Julie, and out to take the photograph of what I assumed, was a fruit fly on the blackberries, as limped on.

I started my walk down to the bottom of Winchester Street hill, and the now familiar hobble left, up Mansfield Road over the crest and down into Carrington and the Sherrington Park Medical Centre.

5Fri006aI let myself drift from worries and fears as I wallowed in the beauty of nature this morning. The sun was out, the wind was blowing, and somehow, everything seemed to look incredible. Planes taking holidaymakers away, or maybe bringing them back?) The insects buzzing, the birds squawking and singing… it was fine and dandy.

WDPBL02a Then I slipped of off the kerb as I went to cross the road. Klutz!

5Fri006bGoing up the hill, the customary Nottinghamian Pavement Cyclist threatened as he shot by me.

The plates were stinging, but Duodenal Donald and Anne Gyna, even Hippy Hilda were all being kind to me.

As I approached the surgery entrance, I mused over yesterdays farcical happenings but felt sure it could not be that bad again. Ahem!

5Fri007I got in reported to the receptionist and sat down taking out the crossword book.

Shortly after Nurse Ann arrived calling out my name. This reminded me of the TV series ‘It ain’t half hot mum’ and Winsor Davis.

I meekly followed her to the treatment room and handed her the urine sample tube. “Why have you brought this today?” Silence for two seconds, then followed with, “It’s Monday when you need to bring this for the CDH checks!” She then smiled, and said, “I’ll check to see if it will keep in the fridge, hang on, keep your finger on the cotton wool!” Ann checked something on her computer and said; Yes that will alright. A certain confusion followed.

So I do have to go back again on Monday, another mile walk to cope with. She logically pointed out, that the DVT will most likely want another INR blood sample anyway on Monday when they have analysed this sample and got your reading.

WDPBL02a I thought this week I’d called at the surgery more times than I’d gone home. Hehehe! Thanked her and went off for a hobble to the Lidl store to see if they had any more of the shortcrust biscuits yet. I was almost wailful, depressed even when I was told they are not stocking them again! I got some nibbles for the trip out tomorrow.

5Fri009I left and went to the bus stop to catch a ride back to Sherwood.

My beauty-appreciation mode took over again.

The sky was gorgeous. I stood looking up at it and got the camera out. A car alarm activated and three ankle-snapper future villains ran from between some parked cars on the side street and ran away. I’ve no idea what had occurred. But it took me away from my appreciation of nature mode!

5Fri009aI got in the bus shelter and put down the bag on the floor.

WDPBL02a I realised how pale and insipid the skin was on my hands.

I suppose it has been like that all day, but I hadn’t noticed before.

Come to think of it, if my blood INR is as low as the 1.1 which it is, means it is thicker, then it will not flow properly, I think. The extra Warfarins I had to take and the Clexane injections to thin the blood to avoid a stroke or heart attack might have had an effect on the colour, maybe, perhaps? I confused myself trying to work it out, now. Hehe!

Caught a bus, it was packed with passengers, and I had to sit next to a bloke, how could I describe him for best… Do you remember Giant Haystacks, the wrestler? Haha!

I got off of the bus a stop earlier so I could investigate if the Continental food store might have some of the shortcrust biscuits or similar on sale. They didn’t, but I got some vanilla wafer biscuits to share on the bus in the morning with the other residents going to Skegness with me. And, for myself, I found some expensive, but hopefully really-tasty lemon shortcake biscuits! I am not sure how many folks are going on the outing, I understand many of them have withdrawn from it?

I hobbled up to the bus stop and waited for the L9 bus, I would have been unable to walk back up Winchester Hill with how I was feeling, the feet mainly the problem.

WDPBL02a About eight other Winwood residents were on the bus when I got on. As we got off, I pretended to be a bus conductor and shouted out “Winwood Flats, all alight here for 5Fri010Winwood flats!” Only two of them laughed. I did feel a plonker, no idea what made me do it. Thank heavens some of those on the bus not from the flats laughed along with me.

The Willmott-Dixon lads were hard at work, along with the melee of delivery drivers, plant machinery etc. as I made my way along Chestnut Way.

5Fri011At the end of the road, a pantechnicon lorry had been forced to park in front of the garages. It must be a nightmare for drivers here.

I pressed limpingly onward, and got in the flats and to the elevator foyer, pressed the call button.

The lifts, according to the what floor the cage is on signage, were not moving anywhere?

5Fri011aWhile patiently waiting I saw a notice on the board, that nearly had me laughing out loud.

Considering the number of drugs I’m on at this time, indeed never been on so many at the same time before, it tickled me.

Eventually, the lifts came into action, and I was up in the flat having a much-needed wee-wee in no time.

I got the mushrooms in the saucepan on a low light. Kristadellens, mushrooms and seasoned potatoes with tomatoes and gherkins sound a good idea for nosh later.

I put away the bits I’d bought and got on with updating this post.

Stopped to do the Health Checks and take the medications.

5Fri012WDPBL02a Then I got doing the Clexane injection. And boy, did I get it wrong. I’m not sure what I did wrong, but I hurt myself putting it in, and this left lingering sting for hours.

Also, a sensation of, I don’t know the word I’m looking for. Like a stinging pain that felt metallic – that’s not possible, is it? Ah, well!

5Fri35Just about to get the meal prepared and served up, and the door chime rang out. Nottingham City Homes engineer to check the smoke detector.

Finally, I got the nosh. 8.8/10 Flavour Rating given.

I fell asleep in the chair with the food tray at my side.

The landline flashing light woke me up.

WDPBL02a Got a call from the cardiac clinic. Stop using the hypodermic, until further notice. He said something else, but I could not hear what it was, after asking him twice to repeat himself, I think he said that DVT will contact me soon.

Fell asleep.

The landline flashing light woke me up.

WDPBL02a DVT, with new Warfarin doses. 2 tonight and Saturday, 1½ Monday and Sunday – another INR blood Test on Tuesday. Arrgh! I informed the lady that it involves an hour walk for me to get to the surgery and I have made four trips in five days. Also, I have to go to see the nurse on Monday for my CHD checks, and asked if it would be possible for me to have the INR blood test at the same time? No problem. I pray she remembers to tell the surgery of this fact.

I fell asleep.

The landline flashing light woke me up.

WDPBL02a A bloke with a foreign accent speaking. No idea what he was saying. I put the phone down.

5Fri013What does a bald-headed short, plump, deaf, short-sighted, overmedicated, losing his marbles, but harmless old chap have to do to get some rest?

Got to get up early enough in the morning to get things ready for the Skeggy trip. Tsk!

But all the hassle and medications proved to be too much for me to get back to sleep. I lay for a few hours, annoyed and frustrated, then decided at 0300hrs to just get up, update this blog, start Saturdays then check the things needed are in the bag.

Did the Health checks and nearly forgot and injected myself with the Clexane needle. So to avoid any Whoopsiedangleplops again, I moved the new and used hypos into another drawer. At least when the INR plays up next time, I’ll have some syringes ready to use.

5Fri014I found out where the odd fluttering noise was coming from, by cunningly putting in the hearing aids. Clever you know! Hehe! It was the wind blowing the plastic sheeting outside the window, really loud, so I assume I may have this to contend with the winds on my hobble around Skegness later. It was almost cold in the flat as well. Not in reality, but perhaps with it being a little less warm after being hot for so long? Combined with the effects from the Clexane injections, might be a reason for this.

I got the computer on and updated this diary. 

Ablutions all done and readied myself to get off to the minibus and a day out at the coast.

Hope it goes well. TTFN each.

2 thoughts on “Inchcock Today Friday 17th August 2018: Clexane injections, INR & CHD blood tests – a very testing day. Hehe!

  1. That was nice of Nurse Ann to check the preservative value of refrigerating your wee tube. Do you tell her to keep it separate fro the beer? Oh that’s right, you all don’t refrigerate beer do you? I guess she won’t have to worry about getting things mixed up then. I see you are catching a few beetles. Great photos and nicely arranged dinner.

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    • Haha! Cool beer and lager have caught on over the pond nowadays, Tim. Years ago, when I imbibed, it was immposible to get any cold beers. Not that we wanted it at the time. Hehe!
      I’ll mention the tube risk to nurse Ann… no, I’d better not.
      Dang little (ICBBs) critters were out in force this morning. Tsk!
      Thanks and taketh care, mate.

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