Friday 1st February 2019
Corsican: Venerdì 1 di Frivaru 2019
23:45hrs: I woke, and after the brain had found and engaged its first-gear, I seemed to feel in fine fettle, mentally. I was up and out of the ageing 1968 second-hand rickety recliner and into the kitchen in at such a rapid-rate-of-knots, it surprised me. I was cheered with finding the hot water was back on again, and no demands for any wee-wees yet either.
I set about doing the Health Checks.
No dramatic changes noted to the readings this morning.
I took the medications and medicines and got the kettle on to make a brew of Glengettie strong tea.
Then, the first wee-wee of the day arrived, with little warning. Luckily, the emergency grey plastic bucket was close to hand to be utilised. This was an LHBLWWs (Long Hosepipe-Blasting like Wee-wee).
After which, just as unexpectedly and urgent as the wee-wee, the need for the Porcelain Throne arrived.
Off I went to the wet room (I must have looked like a shortened fatter version of John Cleese doing a funny walk. Hehe!). The evacuation went very smoothly and unmessily.
Although a slight reluctance to be freed from the rear-end was indicated.
But this gave me a chance to read some more of the sad, yet fascinating Victoria Wood biography.
I checked the pins. Fluid retention seemed to have gone down from last night, and a new papsule and welt had appeared. Still, it keeps the interest going, dunnit? Haha!
The left wrist began to itch like crazy, and I could not help but scratch away at it for ages. No marks on the skin? It felt a little like I had worms wriggling in the arm? It ultimately stopped bothering me and has not come back again.
Back to the kitchen and disinfected the little emergency grey bucket and left it handily placed twixt the kitchen and front room. (What me, fall over it? Ahem!)
I made a start on the Thursday blog. It took around five hours to get it done. Partly because of the number of things that had taken place yesterday, that I needed to recall, and the abysmal, wretched appalling performance of the Liberty-Global Virgin Media connection!
Would you buy a second-hand car from him?
I decided on some (Which shamefully turned out to be far more than planned – [Shame Mode Adopted] Tsk!) Scottish Shorties and another mug of tea for brekkers. Nice! Had an LHBLWW and back on the computer, to make a Morrison order for next week.
The following hours were spent battling Dizzy Dennis and Shaking Shaun, I’m afraid. Memories are patchy.
I found on the morning that the medications had been taken, so that was good.
I did have a meal though, because I found this terribly blurred photograph on it in the camera too.
Recalling taking the meds and doing the meal is impossible. But I’d filled in the result sheets?
A bad few hours. Tsk!
I had nodded off and woke up, feeling a lot better, but not right. (That about covers it, Huh!) I checked the place for stove, taps, light dangers, it seemed I had left nothing on that I shouldn’t have.
Reflux Roger was in as bad a mood as he has ever been.
Ah, well! TTFN.
4 thoughts on “Inchcock – Friday 1st February 2019: Horrible day, Tsk!”
Shorties and tea for breakfast sounds good. You might want to have gray buckets strategically placed around you flat ready for those sudden onslaughts. Your forgotten meal looks pretty good.
Aha, when I found the wobbly-photo, memories of cooking and eating it remained very vague. Shame that, cause I’m sure it must have tasted excellent! I might have the same again tonight to try again? Hehehe! Oh, no, I’ve got a Cumberland pie left that needs eating up yet. Unless the shakes and dizzies return… I’ll not do any cooking in that case.
Ah, I’ve got some ready cooked Texan sausages I can eat cold… I’m all cpnfused you know. Humph!
I take it you don’t have a microwave oven. They are right handy for heating up cold cooked Texan sausages in a minute or two.
I do have one in the spare room Tim. In with all the rubbish and forgotten items stacked high from when I moved into the apartment. (Hehe!)
But the kitchen had no surfaces big enough for me to put it on to use. I tried it when I first arrived here, but I was nervous of it being so close to the cupboards above.
I’d like to get rid of come containers and try again, but that would mean even more stuff crammed into the spare room for storage. Decision-taking, is not high on the limited list of my qualities. Hahaha!
The pack I have is Texan: Ingredients: Pork (84%), Water, Salt, Dextrose, Herbs and Spices, Acidity Regulator: E330 (Citric Acid), Beef Collagen Casing, Stabiliser: E450 Diphosphate, Anti-Oxidant: E300 (Ascorbic Acid), Pork Protein, Smoke Flavouring, Natural Flavouring, Preservative: E250 (Sodium Nitrite). But the taste is wonderful!
Hello, off to the Porcelain Throne I go…