Butlers Thoughts: What a cracker! ♥
Wednesday 23rd September 2020
Hawaiian: Pōʻakolu 23 Kepakemapa 2020
01:50hrs: I woke up, with very little interest in doing anything or getting up. Unknowingly, I drifted back into slumber.
02:20hrs: I bestirred once again, had a Thought-Storm, passed wind, and fell back to sleep!
02:30hrs: On regaining consciousness for the third time, I felt somewhat miffed at doing so.
The whole body and mind just wanted to nod-off again, indifferent, and not understanding the mind’s messages coming through, that advised me to get up? I was still determined to go back to sleep again! This ante meridiem tempted me not, regards to moving, let alone getting up! This reluctance was most usual for me, but it started yesterday, and was even more accentuated this morning?
I could have wept when the regular wee-wee wanting demands came. But at least it got me moving, albeit recalcitrantly. By the time I’d forced my body mass out of the £300, c1968 recliner, caught my balance. And had a pathetic attempt at a wee-wee in the EOGPB (Emergency-Overnight-Grey-Plastic-Bucket), the summoning to the Porcelain Throne arrived. So, off I trudged to the wet-room.
Well, I got sat down, and the usual solidness refused to let me pass anything, so I gave up trying. As I was struggling to my feet, I immediately sensed some PMD (Pre-Micturition-Dribble) coming, and I couldn’t have been in a better position, a foot away from the WC! Hahaha! This time the wee-wee was of the LHLB (Long-Hosepipe-Like-Blasting), torrential wee-wees (A rarity for me!)
Had a wash and rinse; no need to change the PP’s for once. And tried to gee-myself up a bit, off to the kitchen to open the window and try to make a decent early morning photo of the view, again. Although I thought I had taken this picture, it seems to have got lost in the ether somewhere, cause it was no on the card later? Could this be another of those frustrating days in the offing? Mmm!
Back to the front room to get some trousers on, it was a bit nippy with me opening the window.
I espied that I had left the tray with the plates and cutlery unwashed on the ottoman. Guilt-Mode nearly adopted!
I got them washed-up and some potatoes in the crock-pot for later then started to do the Health Checks.
The temperature was still looking good at dead on, 35°c. I did feel a bit proud of myself after Nicodemus’s Neurotransmitters (Swine!) caused me to drop the thermometer on the floor. I was sensible-ish enough this time, to not even think of bending down this time to retrieve it. I went to fetch the long picker-upperer to use. A semi-smarmy-smug-mode was adopted!
After I’d taken the BP, the need for the Porcelain Throne returned, and I felt the need to move with all haste, back to the wet-room. But it was a painful session, probably the most painful for months. Argh! The under-control of the innards motion was back to its old tricks, and allowed a little movement of the rock hard matter, and left me in agony waiting and praying for it to start again!
As I got the crossword book out, partly to take my mind of off the pain, another wee-wee started, a repeat of the LHLB (Long-Hosepipe-Like-Blasting), torrential wee-wee mode! Even that hurt as well, and I got myself all wet in the splashback, then the rear-end activity started again; Oh, so slowly, and lasted for a couple of minutes at least! Messy, more cleaning up again, but there was no bleeding at all? I think that after all, I’ll be happy to get the bladder and bowel scan done, now. And find out what it is causing these problems. (I think, Hehe!)
Hello, Herbert’s on his drilling and knocking up his models again!
I decided to get the ablutionalisationing done. Believe me, they have never gone better for yonks! Fantastic!
Faire enough, the legs were paler than ever. But the varicose and spider veins seem to have receded for some pleasing if unknown reason and the Clopidogrel allergy lumps were not to be seen anywhere? Goody!
The teeth-cleaning was almost painless!
Only one tiny nick shaving!
The showering was so amazing! No dizziness at all! No dropsies, not one! And only one mini clunk against the grab rail – this session went ‘fantabulously!’
As for the knees, the Arthur Itis-free patellas, I might add, they’ve never looked so normal for years! I anticipate that I’ll suffer for this good fortune at a later date. Hehe!
Just peruse these near-normal looking plates-of-meat! Again so pale, I should be worried, but the lack of growths, blotches etc. is great, if unbelievable!
Hours and hours after getting up, I finally got around to updating the Tuesday blog. With a dogged determination, I got it finished and posted off! Hurrah! Made a brew of Glengettie Tea, had another wee-wee, and back to the computer, I did flee! (Well it rhymes, Haha!)
Pinterested some snaps, made up a template, emailed the link, did some Facebooking and WordPress Reader viewing, some good stuff on there this morning. Then went on comment answering.
The Nottingham Your Area email came in, so I had a look for owt interesting to share with you.
I fear the first thing that caught my eye, was the Coronavirus figures. Not good at all: Sunday 90 new cases, Monday 93 new cases, Tuesday 107 new cases! Not Good at all! “Rate of infection drops, but coronavirus cases continue to be reported across Nottinghamshire.
Then the thorny problem of students cramming full a tram, many without masks on. A difficult problem to solve! Apparently, last time Nottingham had 107 cases in a day, we went to full lock-down? Mmm?
I made a much-belated start on this blog, it’s gone midday now. Ah, well!
I’d better get some graphics for the diary headers done, then. So, onto CorelDrawing.
I got a couple of page-top graphics done.
Time for the nosh-making to commence! First, I went to check if any mail had been delivered, and heard the fire alarm going off! (I can only hear it going-off when I’m outside the flat or near the door). But it might just be a test?
So I got the Nikon camera and nipped out onto the balcony, to see if any Fire-tenders responded, which they didn’t. But it turned into a photographicalisationing, and nit-picking session. The first one, it was a good job the brigade did not respond, cause they would not have got through to the flat, due to parked vehicles on Chestnut Walk!
Spotted a car pulling up on the bus turn around with the yellow lines, no idea who it was, he/she got out to get something from the tailgate.
The rain came heavier then, as I took this closer shot of the double-yellow lines and vehicles near the compound. I don’t see they have any choice, the working van that had to park there. I had to take the pictures from deep in the balcony now, to avoid the rain!
Took this shot of the end car parking spaces through the glass.
It looked like someone had parked in the disabled hatched area? But maybe not, I may have got it wrong again. No surprise there!
Then I took this shot with some balconies in view, of Chestnut Walk. Aha! the bus turning island parker had now gone! I think that the TV people should do one of their ‘Britains Parking Hell programmes at Winwood Heights.
I turned my attention’s back to the fodder. Bit of a plateful, eyes bigger than my belly again. Haha! Manu highlights taste-wise, the Jenny su[[lied yellow tomatoes, the Cox’s orange pippin and the Irish potato farls all deserved a mention in the Tasted-Good stakes! Oh, and the home-grown onions, were fantastic and had a bite and a half! Mmm! A Flavour-Rating of 7.5/10!
I got the pots washed up, and took a couple more photos, from the balcony.
It was getting a smidge dull and dark earlier tonight. But the rain was dying down, not that it bothers me (a pluviophile) much, especially here inside the flat. I took another snap straight ahead, to capture the puffer clouds on the horizon, they made the view look a little like a painting to me? As if they had been added as an afterthought, perhaps?
Had yet another wee-wee, then a wash, and took the evening medications, made up spring water and orange cordial bottle, and settled to watch some more of the Dr Who DVD. I stayed awake for at least an hour, no nod-offs at all. Mostly due to the Thought-Storms than made concentrating on watching the DVD impossible.
I had a hell of a sneeze, that left me feeling partly-dizzy… and the Thought Storms just disappeared. So I did get some enjoyment from the DVD at last. But the weariness did for that, and blissfully, I drifted into Sweet Morpheous land.