03:05hrs: I woke with the mind still seemingly musing about some of the dreams I had been having. (I scribbled notes down to use later on this Inchcock straight away on the pad) My having had the nightmare, in itself, confused me, as I had only had about an hours sleep, and yet managed to have a hilariously funny (to me) dream. This cerebration involved at first, my being chased through abandoned bombed-out or shelled offices and corridors. Chasing me were doctors, nurses and one fireman? Later, after I can’t remember what happened, I was on the roof, trying to keep a door closed-to, as the angry mob were bashing noisily at the fire-escape to get it opened. Within seconds, they burst through onto the rooftop and encircled me. Each one had a weapon of some sort, there was a knife, a taser, a gun and the fireman had a water pistol? I laughed in their faces, shouting out loud, “You’ll never catch me!” Then I jumped off the roof! As I was falling down to the ground, I thought to myself; “That wasn’t a good idea, youth!”, and hoping that my death would be quick… then I woke up in need of a wee-wee, and made the notes used… with horripilation covering my skin. Mmm?
After that, I ejected my getting rather massier body from the second-hand, £300, c1968, grungy-beige, rickety recliner. I nearly went over as I gained my balance, the feet and toes were really tender and painful for some reason. But I regained control, got the stick, and made my way the few paces to the EGPWWB (Emergency Grey Plastic Wee-Wee bucket). Where, to my utter bewilderment and stupefaction, I found bucket nearly half-filled? (How can this be, I can’t recall using it last night at all! And I spent so long awake as well) Or was I dreaming I was awake?
What a wee-wee it was too! If those evacuations I must have taken earlier were also of the LHBLWWs (Long Hosepipe-Blasting like Wee-Wee), like this one was, then it now made sense, that the bucket would be so full! At least it was pain-free, I had enough of that coming from the feet and toes, thank you. Haha!
I hobbled, to the kitchen to take the medications, and make a cuppa, with the right leg doing a dance routine on the way. I stopped and used the stick and door-frame to steady things for a couple of minutes it took to die down. This seems to be happening more often, but it is to be expected, I suppose. I was a little irked that it was happening sooner than I had hoped. Hey-ho!
Things were not improving at all this morning. Tsk! The hand, fingers and arm kicked off with the Hokey Cokey impression, just as I was pouring water onto the mug. As I dropped the China mug, I avoided scolding myself, but I am now down to three China mugs left now, not four! I was all fermisht now. Oy Gevalt!
Well, would you believe it, but I found the medications still in last nights dosage! What a pathetic plonker! No wonder I was in such pain, I’d missed the 30gm Codeine Phosphate and 20mg Morphine pain killers in the evening dosage! Still, I dare not take them with the morning ones, so I just took one Warfarin.
I washed and disinfected the EGPWWB (Emergency Grey Plastic Wee-Wee bucket), and took it in to near the computer.
Despite the bad start to the day, and it is my least favourite day of the week, Sunday, lonely Sunday, I still felt in decent spirits.
Off to visit the Porcelain Throne. Where I managed, with great ease and aplomb, to stub the toe again, on the helpful WC seat-riser metal legs!
The evacuation was a tad reluctant, but not so messy.
I took a photo of the stubbed foot, with the Canon camera on the floor. Getting it down was relatively easy, getting it back up, caused a little kerfuffle, as I bent down, the leg did an involuntary dance routine, and I lost my balance and tumbled onto the floor via the shower chair. (Talk about bad timing!) I then noticed that the leg and feet fluid retention seemed heavier today, as well. I was a bit tousled by the fall, but not really hurt. Although this started off the toe stinging more for a while. Que sera sera, such is life, that’s how the cookie crumbles! Self-delusional-Illusoriness Mode-Engaged
Ah, well, luckily, I was all right, fine, fighting fit, robust, durable, bursting with health, hale and hearty, in excellent shape and in a muscular, tip-top condition. In fine fettle, sound in body and mind, and in tremendous vibrant health, intellectually, cerebrally, cognitively, psychologically, and physically!
Even my EQ let me down this morning. It usually warns me when things are about to go wrong! But not this Sunday! Hehehe!
Back to the kitchen, to try and make a brew safely this time.
The moon was out and low in the sky.
I made the tea and immediately required another wee-wee. I used the utility room and the emergency bucket, for a cracking and fantastic, so different from the previous one ELDWWIEEWW (Extra-Long-Dribbling-When-Will-It-Ever-End-Wee-Wee). By the time it had finished, it had started to get light outside!
I made a start on updating and finishing off the Saturday blog. The fingers arm and leg showed only a few spells of hokey-cokeying and electricity-like jumping, and they were for only short periods! All done and posted off to WordPress at last.
Another ELDWWIEEWW (Extra-Long-Dribbling-When-Will-It-Ever-End-Wee-Wee) arrived, and the grey emergency bucket had to be emptied and sanitised again. Wearing me out these wee-weeing marathons! Hehehe!
I took some pictures on the lightening morning as the sun came out, (but not for long, Tsk!) and cast its shadow.
I made an Asda order for next week and got it sent off, acknowledged by E-mail.
Then, I began doing this post, and the finger-dancing started again. I’m not sure how much longer I can put up with this.
I placed an order for some diabetic socks that seem to be longer than the others.
Went on the WordPress Reader section. Then to the TFZer Facebooking page.
Checked the spud in the crock-pot, still rock hard. So I’ll leave it on all day and have it rewarmed on Monday. A ready-made meal with extra cheese later on then.
Onto CorelDraw to make some graphics up. But the concentration and shaking fingers and hand made me give up.
Weariness downed on me, and Shaking Shaun paid a visit. So, I took my time and got the meal sorted out. I made what I thought was far too much again. I sadly used the last of the fresh pod peas (Sob!). A right mixed bag on the plate
Astonishingly, I ate it all up!
Settled early to watch some Hyacynth Bouquet DVDs, and relax. Then I fell asleep, so soon as well. The landline light flashed, and the tone rang out. It was Sister Jane, concerned that she had not received an email with yesterdays blog? I got the computer on and had a look, she was right, another Whoopsiedangleplop, I’d missed some names off of the email. Tsk! After the call, I belatedly sent an email with the link. I hope! Drip!
I couldn’t get back to sleep, feeling such a fool again.
I made a brew, had a wee-wee and took a photo of the sky. Out of the unwanted, light & view blocking, new kitchen windows, with the many ungettable to, to clean multi-glass paned, and needing the dangerous for me, use of the step-ladders. If one wanted to take a shot out and below of Chestnut Way. Or check to see if any fire engines had arrived in the event of a Fire-Alarm-Activation, that I can’t hear anyway.
Gawd know when I eventually got back to sleep. But I did have many little nod-offs while being bored with the TV. Hehe!