Inchcock Today: Tues 2 Apr 2019: Mystery object found, Warfarin Blood test, got wet in the rain, Internet problems and fell asleep so easily!

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Tuesday 2nd April 2019

Irish: Dé Máirt 2 Aibreán 2019

23:55hrs. Woke and remembering straight away about the doctor’s appointment at… wait for it… 0715hrs this morning! (The note I’d scribbled and left on the computer screen to remind me helped! Hehe!)

I scrambled out of the £300 second-hand, ci1968 rickety recliner, in need of the EGPWWB Emergency Grey Plastic Wee-wee bucket. A new brand of wee-wee this morning. ESBOWW (Extremely-Short-Blast-Of-Wee-Wee) one.

2Tue01Got the Health Checks done, again the sphygmomanometer operated first try. Glad to see that the Pulse had gone down at last.

I imbibed the medications, and as I was putting the kettle on, the regular summoning to the Porcelain Throne arrived. On my way to the wet room, it dawned on me how easily I had got out of there liner and walked about? Never the same any two 2Tue02consecutive mornings.

The evacuation went well and was not too messy. Some more blood from the rear end, but far less than yesterday. I’ve put this on the pad to tell the nurse about later.

Checking out the pins (legs) I was well-pleased with how they looked, approaching normal almost? I thought that maybe yesterday’s hobble had helped in this at first. But, the history of these pins has always been so changeable. So I’m not sure.

Cleaned up and finished making the tea, and on the computer to try an catch up as fast as I can, or I may end up being late for the Warfarin blood test? These plans were not helped by Mr Fries Liberty-Global Virgin Media Internet when it went down… Again! Swine!

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I pressed on when it returned and got the Monday post finished. I needed three ESBOWWs while doing the update. (I hope things don’t catch me out on the walk to the surgery!)

2Tue04I made another mug of tea, and that annoying noise was around again. More of a tap-tapping noise but distant.

I had a look and listened outside, but heard and saw no possible cause of it.

Yesterday I mentioned this to some tenants, and two of them said they can hear them, too!

I’ll have to get the ablutions started soon.

2Tue03wd 0.0.255b As I was putting back some things I’d washed up, another mystery presented itself!

I found this plastic whatever it is on the window ledge? I honestly can’t remember seeing it before, and have not the foggiest idea what it is?

Lifes sleight-of-hand, chicanery, trickery, skulduggery, dissimulation, Accifauxpas, nasty surprises, Whoopsiedangleplops, unfathomability and mystery seems to cling to me nowadays! Just something I’ve noticed. Hehe!

05:20hrs, I got on with the ablutions. A stand-up style of course, too early to use the noisy shower yet, I’m afraid. I was a smidge surprised, that when I managed to cut myself under the chin in several places with the razor, no sooner had a washed the blood off and splashed some of the ‘Brute’ aftershave on it and winced a bit – they all stopped leaking, almost instantly? Yet another example of 72, Woodthorpe Court mysteriousness to ponder over! I’m glad that the previous tenant, Mary, got out before the aliens, ghosts, Bol Weevils, spirits, and Cursed Bad Luck dawned on the apartment. Come think of it though, it was probably me they wanted to punish, not the flat. Hehe!

Got the Anticoagulation Deep Vein Thrombosis card filled in and put it in the jacket pocket. Nibbles for the staff in the bag, and set off out to walk to the Sherrington Park.

As I ambled along Chestnut Grove in the semi-light, the sky was again blue. I took two shots on the way. The first one being of my beloved Woodthorpe Court, with its number 72 flat being afflicted, plagued, tormented, hoodooed by cunning ghostly aliens. Presumably having arrived from somewhere between the Twilight Zone and a wormhole slipping through a tear in the fabric of the spacetime continuum, issuing forth illusion, delusion, & hallucinations, on a daily basis! I know this, those lucky ones that are unaffected will not comprehend my misfortune! Oh, I drifted off the plot there for a moment, sorry! The second picture has the nearly finished Extra Care Winwood Court and the Winchester Court displayed.

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A few spots of rain in the air, but it was not cold at all out there. I walked along, feeling a lot better than I have for a long time.

2Tue08Not many folks about yet, well not on foot, a bit traffic though.

The mind went on one of its deep meandering sessions as I walk on without any bother down Winchester Street onto  Mansfield Road, turned left and before I knew it, I’d gone up the hill and down finding myself in Carrington. I’d timed it to perfection. Got in an logged on at reception, and found myself telling the receptionist all about my recent problems. Well, it gave her a laugh if nowt else.

Nurse Nichole came out to collect me. I told her about the problems too. I mentioned the lotions that Tim Price told me about, she said for me to tell the Doctor before I bought any to make sure they would not clash with all the other medications I am on. She took the blood and went through the DVT card with me. She also explained, that the diabetic socks, when I get them, should be replaced every six weeks, I have to request replacements. I informed her of my problem in getting them washed every day, Nichole 2Tue09told me to wear them for two days. We managed a smile and laugh, I thanked her, handed over some nibbles, and departed, noticing through her window, that the rain was now a bit havier outside.

When I got out, the umbrella was utilised.

wd 0.0.255b The walk back into Sherwood was not so pleasant. The feet started 2Tue10to sting a bit and Back Pain Brenda kicked off. Hey-ho!

As I git back into Carrington, I thought I’d get some bread from the Continental Store. Their sourdough sliced bread is good and tasty. I should have gone up the hill to the Post Office shop and got some my favourite large sliced Polish Sourdough, but the rain put me off the 2Tue10aextra walking to get there. I bought some bits, including a beef tomato to have with the sarnies later.

I plodded dwon to Winchester Street, aware that the walk up the hill, was going to take alot more effort and pain that the walk down it earlier.

2Tue11The rain was much lighter now.

A lorry was parked on the corner of a side street, and the motorists were getting a little annoyed at it, indeed

As I took the last of the photographs of the scenario, somehow or other the Volvo managed not to hit the grey car pulling out blind into the traffic. If they had clouted each other, I could have sent the picture to the Nottingham Post and been famous? Haha!

2Tue12bMaking my way slowly up the hill, I came across a piece of Nottinghamian Street Art in the gutter. Tsk!

Further up the incline, I came across a bit of Nottingham Nature. Natural, from wild flowers and weeds in the hedging near the fencing.

2Tue12cSomething about this warmed my heart. No idea what it was called or anything about it, I just had to admire how the plants force their way through.

I was struggling a bit now with the feet and back. I was so glad I had not gone to the top shop now.

2Tue12dAt the 40 bus stop on Winchester Street Hill, I cmae across some more Nottinghamian Street Art in the shelter. I suppose that this spot is vandalised so much because there are no CCTV cameras nearby, at it is a relatively unsused spot without any local population about?

The last leg up to the flats took a lot of effort to 2Tue12eget to. After the terrain got flatter, I felt easier, and walked along Chestnut Way, stopping at Riechsführeress and Catwalk Model Warden Deana’s window, where she was working and exchanged a few words and cheered each other up methinks. 

As I plodded on, the rain lightened even 2Tue12ffurther, but the lads were still working in it.

I reckon they were in ‘Let’s watch the Tarmac cool down’ mode. Hahaha!

I had take few minute respite at this stage, as the Kidney Kevin’s aching began to give me some grief. No idea why, its not usually so sudden in coming on. Still, all was well and al lot easier shortly. I moved on and got in the flat.  I dropped the bag and hastened straight to the wet room. Ah, that might be thereason for Kevin Kidney’s intervention!

2Tue12gI put the bread and bits away, got the kettle on, and thought I heard some shouting from outide. I went on the balcony and cut my hand trying to open the spring cli to have a nosey.

I didn’t owt that could been the cause for the shouting.

Made the brew and got on the computer to update this post.

2Tue15After an hour or two, I thought about some food intake.

I ate it all up. A flavour rating of 8/10 given.

I took the medications, and put a Doctor Who DVD on the box.

Zzz!