Tuesday 28th January 2020
Tuesday 28th January 2020
01:10hrs: I stirred, thought about a dream I’d been having. Coughed, passed-wind, listened to the World Famous ‘Hum’ as loud as ever, and was immediately annoying and weed-off. “That’s a good start to the day!” I thought. Then the innards started movements of a worryingly dynamic nature. A hectic, but injury-free scramble to the wet room began. No signs of nocturnal nibbling spotted.
My timing was perfect (I’m glad I rushed, though!), the instant I was on the Porcelain Throne, things started. But it was a long hard slog. For after a second or two, much effort was needed. The cistern struggled, needing two flushes to clear things. On the wonderfully bright-side, there was no bleeding, and things were not messy. Washed disinfected and off to the kitchen.
Where a shock awaited me when I went to make a brew. I thought I’d fill-up the Glengettie tea-bag pot. After a long search, there was none to be found! So I did an Ocado order for some more. I got some Thompsons Punjana as well.
I got the medications taken, then started to update the Monday diary! It took me three and a bit hours, but with soo many photographs to sort out, this was not too long at all. The right-side neurotransmitters were not bad at all this morning. Colin Cramps had replaced them as the worse offender. Surprisingly, in the left hand, only fingers? Heck of a painful job to get them straightened up at times. At least, annoying as this was, it was far preferable to the nerve-end failures, so I looked on the bright side.
Towards the end of updating…
Most aggranoying! This stopping and starting continued for the rest of the day. Taking the pleasure away from the Internet for me. Most importantly, it cost me far to much time and delayed things getting done. Thank you. Mr Fries! (Blumpherations!)
I managed to get the post finished, and my patience tested to the full.
I went to make another mug of tea, and the sky looked beautiful. I couldn’t take a decent shot, cause the camera was on charge. So I got the old little battery one, and took three shots, and linked them together, then trimmed them. As I went to take another photo, the camera died a death! I buried it in the recycling bag, saying a few words in memorisation. Haha! I levelled and cut them.
I tended to the ablutions. Only a couple of dropsies this time. (Razor (2), flannel) It went well overall, and the Sock Glide was tamed!
The legs looked better, I thought. The mystery bleeding from the overnight appeared spots and blotches, were drying-up nicely.
But the Liberty-Global Virgin Media Internet, was really crap today! Even for them!
Forever getting this sign up. Ha! it just came up again, two minutes after the last one!
I think they should change the name from Liberty-Global Virgin Media Internet to Mission Impossible Internet! Gerrangulations!
The sweet, highly desirous Nurse Christina should be here soon, I hope, to take my blood.
I went on the WordPress Reader. Gave up on Libert-Global internet.
Got the handwashing done, wrung and hung!
Sunshine, in the form of Nurse Christina, bucked me up as she arrived to take my blood. She let me take her photo, in the balcony, bless her. I wish I’d got a printer now! Humph!
After she had left, I went on TFZer Facebooking. But it was hard work with the net going down so often.
I tried to clean the oven, but too painful getting at it.
Then another summoning to the Porcelain Throne. A lot easier performance this time. Which was nice, cause I expected the same problems again.
Fatigue and weariness dawned, so I got some chips in the oven, I’ll have to eat the short-dated mini pork pies again. (Snigger!)
Gawd how tired I suddenly feel!
Got the nosh done, a quick job, I didn’t fancy falling asleep eating again. Some mini pork pies, truffle fries and caramelised onion relish. An apple and lemon curd dessert for afters. Quick, little washing up to do. I was soon in the recliner eating it and ate the lot.
But although I expected to nod-off, it took me longer than for ages, to get to the land of bliss. Don’t know why.