Wednesday 29th May 2019
Welsh: Dydd Mercher 29 Mai 2019
03:45hrs: I woke with some kind of galvanisation of the mind! Suddenly I was in the mood to excogitate things and events around me. The brain and body seemed more alive today!
I soon realised that I had had a fantastic sleep. Last night I drifted off to sleep almost straight away. I woke up three hours later for a wee-wee, and got back down again, and blessedly slept for another six hours! Around 540 minutes! Sounds a lot more this way, Hehe!
When I woke again, in need of another wee-wee, I felt like this, as if I’d taken a drug or something, and felt as if I could face anything today! Perspicaciousness was visiting me it seemed, anyway. Why and how remains an abditive.
I began to think through the needs of the day, using logic, oh, yes! But was interrupted by the need for another wee-wee. The EGPWWB (Emergency Grey Plastic Wee-wee bucket) was utilised. Again of the SSWW (Short-Sharp-Wee-wee) variety. During which, a summoning from the innards, for a Porcelain Throne visit arrived. So, off I limped to the wet room. I realised that I had stupidly not taken the Ankle-Support-Strapping off last night. But then again, I did nod-off and get some delightsome sleep in, so on balance, I got a better bargain for once.
Then things all changed. My outlook, hopes, and confidence all took an instant beating, and the earlier optimism faded away into the ether.
I was calming down a bit now, I’d let the 
I eventually got around to doing the health checks and sorting the medications out. The readings all seemed fair enough to me.
Took the medicines with some spring water, then I made another mug of tea, the 99 Co-op one this time.
What had started as a surprisingly hopeful day, was turning into a frustrating day.
I made a stumbling, annoyingly messy start to the Tuesday blog updating. Persistence paid off, and I got it finished, with naively hoping there were not too many errors in it and sent off to WordPress.
The Morrison man came and, I let him in. A biggish order this week.
The following happening, I felt like could have been a scene from Red Dwarf, Only Fools & Horses, or a Faulty Towers comedy!
As I lifted the pot out of the cooker, a flash emitted! And it was not connected, well, the power was turned off!
I picked up the whole contraption, and two of the three legs came out and shattered on the floor! I decided it had to go! And threw it in the bin. Luckily, I had another one in the spare room, that I abandoned a couple of years ago, but cannot remember why I did so?
The mystery of the slow-cooker flashing and dying will remain with me a while yet. Frit me that did! Hehe!
A fair bit of banging and drilling going on somewhere today. The fire sprinkler installation, I assume.
The view outside was worthy of a photographicalisation before we lose the shadows.
Virgin Internet went down Again! I can’t save anything. Publish owt… Oh, it’s so frustrating! As if it wasn’t bad enough with the shaking fingers. I may have to consider packing in the blog. The last thing I want to do, though, but it is getting such hard work. No, I can’t see myself doing that yet. As the leg and shaking get worse, I’ll have to review the situation, I suppose. (Depressed At The Very Thought Mode Adopted()
Ah, the internet is back on, damned slow, but it’s going.
Then after I’d posted the diary off, for some reason when I got up today’s post, the formatting had gone all to pot. WordPress’s turn to piss me off! No space between paragraphs and a different font altogether? I turned off and back on again, and it was the same. The other blog template was okay? I had to bin it and start again, then everything seemed alright with the new one?
Why is it that this Wednesday is so hostile to me? Antagonistic, unkind, inhospitable, inimical, and adversarial toward me? What have I done to deserve such an oppugnant day? Will things improve, will the shaking stop? Silly questions, the answer is in the hands of anyone but me! Feeling sorry-for-myself-mode engaged!
I got on with this blog at last. The day is flying and not a lot achieved.
Waleska, the INR Nurse, arrived, to take the blood. She was on a tight schedule but managed to have a few words not connected with medial matters. Which was nice. She couldn’t stay long and had to move on shortly, bless her ♥.
The afternoon already, and tiredness was taking its toll on me. No blue egg tried either. Hehe!
I shan’t buy them again.
Not for long this time, but annoying. Thank’s Mr Fries!
I gave up on it and got my head down. But it was a pointless effort, the brain filled with worries, fears, and failures from the past again.
So, I took off the Ankle-Support and washed it, along with a jumper and pair of bamboo socks.
I tried again to get some sleep but lie there with the brain reactivated in self-destruct mode.
I got down again, gone midnight already, Tsk!
The legs seemed to have gone down a bit, fluid retention-wise. But they remain deathly pale.
I unexpectedly drifted off, and I woke at 03:40hrs after three and a bit hours. In desperate need of a wee-wee. Humph!
That was nice of Waleska to have a short chat. Wacky Wednesday got to you a little? The food looks good, Too bad it got an average rating.
An appealing gal, she is. (Cor!)
The blue egg being tasteless, let the score down, Sir.
Not one of my bestest days! Humph! Hehe!
As usual, there were a few food items I had to look up. Will your Polish bacon become historyh once Brexit happens, if it can, does, might? The photos looked very intgeresgting, the sort of thing bacon lovers would swoon over, no doubt! Is it salty or treated to smoke cure, whatever? And the blue egg…? “Green Eggs and Ham” becomes blue egg and Boczek cooked bacon. I don’t think the kiddies will like that story, but it sounds interesting, even if the blue egg screwed the rating.
Boczek, is Nordic style bacon, Doug. The contents? Hehe! : Pork Belly Boneless & Skinless (92%), Salt, Pork Gelatin, Spices and Spice Extracts, Stabilisers: Triphosphates, Carrageenan, Locust Bean Gum, Flavour Enhancer: Monosodium Glutamate, Soya Protein, Modified Starch, Stabilisers: Sodium Citrate, Collagen Pork Protein, Antioxidant: Sodium Erythorbate, Flavourings (contains Barley Gluten, Soya, Milk), Glucose, Maltodextrin, Acidity Regulator: Citric Acid, Preservative: Sodium Nitrite – and it tasts marvellous!
I’ve a Polish INR nurse, two polish nurses at the stroke unit, eleven living in my Court – there must be millions of them in the country. And Polish shops galore – with some great food on sale.
As for Brexit – it is a very embarrassing situation!
Humph!
Take care.
Polish names, for some reason, stick in my mind, though simple names – Jones, Smith, etc. – escape me. Go figure! Anyway, the bacon sounds interesting, though one always wonders, on reading the ingredient lists, who decided what constitutes appropriate additions to basic food, eh?
I’m with you on the names, Doug.
It makes you wonder, how many years they have developed recipes in Poland. I’m glad the did though, on this product, they seem to have got it spot-on, tastewise. Fatty, sometimes, but then again, so am I. Hahaha!
Cheers Doug.
“Hearty”, “rib-sticking”, what else? Eastern European fare is yummy by my standardfs, but then, I pretty much like Anythiung but stinky cheeses. (My observation: If it smeels like a stable floor, it tastes like one, too!”) Or, and durian fruit. Who like rotten onion flavor? (Other than millions of Asians.)
I’d love to some cheesy-potatoes for you to try, Doug.
Soft smelly cheeses are a thing I dislike too, mate.
Durian fruit, described by Richard Sterling as “its odour is best described as…turpentine and onions, garnished with a gym sock. Hehe!
TTFN, Keep up the wit. Cheers
LOL! I had an Indonesian penpal as a kid who had a durian tree outside his home. He was very pleased about that. The fruit is huige and there is the risk of serious injuiry if you walk under the tree and one falls on your head, I understand. Sounds likje fruit from hell to me!
Blimey! Dangerous stuff, Doug!
Is he alright? Hehe!