
Saturday 19th January 2019
Zulu: NgoMgqibelo 19th January 2019
23:35hrs. I sprang awake, without the brain fully engaged. I seemed to out of the recliner and in the kitchen with the wind-up torch assisting me to do the Health Checks, almost
The BP readings were down. Good!
There is a more significant area of the tube gone brown/red, and the flickering had already brought on a Dizzy Dennis attack, that I could have done quite well without. Ah-well!
Off to the Porcelain Throne. Messy evacuation with a little bleeding on this occasion. The flickering light tube had also brought on vision problems, well, focussing. When I got on the computer, it seemed to take a bit longer for me to do things?
I made up the Thought of the day rhyme and graphic for the top of this page, using CorelDraw, and went to take the medications and make a mug of tea. The Morrison’s Assam, now one of my favourite brews.
It dawned on me that I had been up for around an hour now, and I’d only had two wee-wees! Remarkable!
Back to the computer. I found I was having difficulty, a sort of acataphasia as I started this blog off.
I got myself side-tracked for an hour or so, with updating my personal word list. Huh!
Every time I stand, this so-called bruise causes a sharp pain with every step taken. I’m still suspicious that it may be something other than a bruise. But again, it’s no foofaraw!
I went to the obnubilated kitchen, to make another brew of tea. Where I opened the window and tried to take a panoramic photo of the horizon facing me. I attempted ten
This would have been no problem with the old windows layout. Tsk! So I took this picture. I might use it as a backdrop for a Morning Thought later on.
I started this blog off and got as far as here, then went to make a mug of tea. I used the torch again, to avoid the flickering light flashing, and avoid setting the dizzies off again.
Then I got on with finishing yesterdays Inchcock off and got it posted. Then went on to the WordPress Reader section, some good stuff on there today.
Then I considered my option in the jentacular field. I decided on a pot of porridge, and a few Scottish Highland Shortie biscuits would do me.
Beyond this point is all a blur I’m afraid.
I’m not sure what happened. But a memory blank for some reason?
I vaguely remember watching some TV later on I suppose.
No signs of any other meals, but tons of nibbling evidence. Tsk!
TTFN.
The mystery of mystery photos. They are pretty decent photos at that. Porridge and shorties sounds like an okay meal.