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Friday 19th February 2021
Samoan: Aso Faraile 19 Fepuari 2021
23:25hrs: Woke with a start, in need of a wee-wee. I disentangle my overly-stomached body from the £300, second-hand, c1968, eyesore of a horrendously-grungy coloured, haemorrhoid-testing, unfit-for-use recliner, and caught my balance. A few hobbles to the NWWB (Nocturnal-Wee-Wee Bucket) and, I was somewhat disappointed in the reluctant trickle that followed.
My head seemed clearer this morning; the vagueness of the last few days seemed to be lessening? We’ll see! I made a brew of Glengettie Gold, but the taste-buds tasted only acidy, metallic flavour, eurgh! I’ll stick with the spring water, methinks.
Despite the best efforts of SSS (Shuddering-Shoulder-Shirley) and SS (Saccades Sandra), I pressed on and got the updating of the Thursday diary completed. I long, a mistake-ridden affair that took too long, with the ever-correcting. Posted it off to WordPress. Pinterested two snaps, Emailed the link, and I went on Facebooking catch-up.
Had a go on the WordPress Reader section. I’m not sure if they have problems with it, but only a handful of new posts showed up?
I did the Pre-Dump Health Checks. The Boots Sphygmomanometer, manufactured by ZDEAC (Zhongshan Daguan Electrical Appliance Company Ltd) in Guangdong, China, gave up some amazing results. SYS at 137, the lowest it’s been for many a month, DIA at 67 and PULSE at a nice low reading of 80 bpm!
The Chinese (Hong Kong) made by Shenzhen Relee Electronic & Technology Co. Ltd, contactless thermometer result, cheered my up no-end! 33.1°c – 91.58°f… Grrreat! At the back of my mind, there was hope that the virus is improving? The dry sore-throat remains, as does the cough, but not as bad as it was. Fingers crossed!
Pondering whether to have a mug of Glengettie or not, I had a pica craving. I decided to have a mug of the Glengettie and eat a sour iced-sucker with it… I know; I’ve no idea where the allotriophagy came from, either. But the lolly affected the flavour of the tea, and it was well passable? Not so acidy or metallic tasting when eating the sucker with it.
Then, I got the urge to do the handwashing. Just the maroon Pakistani made Cedar Wood Hollow-out Round Neck thermal Sweater. I got washed, rinsed, fabric softened and hung above the sink.
I used the new substituted from Iceland, fabric conditioner. Very costly, too. According to the label: Comfort Creations, blended by perfume experts! Honeysuckle & Sandalwood. Super-Concentrated. I thought it was time for a bit of well-intended, advice-giving…
This crap but expensive fabric conditioner stinks awful! Like when one walked through a ladies perfume stand in a shop. Sweet and sickly!
The bombilation from the ‘Hum’ began to get louder, and I think there was machine-made noise coming from above as well.
There has been no gurglings or signs of life from the innards at all this morning? Most different? Then as I was cleaning up from the washing mess I’m made, I had to make my way to the Porcelain Throne in some haste, all to no avail!
Again, I felt the sensation that a few pounds of compacted-product wanted to be released, but the innards clung-on to it like glue! I had a go at the crossword in the hope things may activate – they didn’t. Mind you, I did get two answers to the puzzle!
I carried out the Post-Dump Health Checks.
The Sphygmomanometer showed: SYS 145, DIA 69 and PULSE 84, noting to worry about there.
The Chinese (Hong Kong) made by Shenzhen Relee Electronic & Technology Co. Ltd, contactless thermometer, had shot up from earlier. 36.5°c – 97.7°f. Quite a jump?
I made a start on this diary. Then went onto CorelDraw to do a couple of graphics for later use.
Then I got the ablutioning sorted out. And jolly fine it went, too! The teeth-cleaning two dropsies, but otherwise, it was problemless! Oh, yes!
The shaving had a few more dropsies but no hassle in retrieving the razors. One, I say, one tiny nick only!
The showering had a couple of losses balance and one dizzy spell. No bangs, toe-stubbing or walking into anything at all!
The medicating went well, although I did get an attack of the dropsies doing it. The olive oil bottle, the Germoloid and the Cortisone cream (twice) tubes. Both nasal clearing sprays as well. But on the bright side, Harold’s Haemorrhoids were as good as gold! I dropped the Brute spray and putting on the new PPs.
I found out how easy the Morrison ones are to split and tear! Hehehe! Not a bad session compared to some I’ve had. I got dressed easily enough.
Came out and made a brew, then called Deana to ask her to phone the chemist for me; I’ve only a few days of prescriptions left.
Answer phone, so I assume the gal is busy. I meant to ask her yesterday, but I forgot all about it. I tried twice more during the day, without any luck. I may have to bother and ask Jenny to help me again and give the chemist a ring about my prescriptions.
I know what you are thinking, how can such a young, fit, healthy, keen, alert, intelligent, distinguished, well-educated youthful, cherished person like me forget anything. Ahem!
But, I did remember to see if any Sainsbury delivery slots were available. No morning slots and only one day-time spot was available. For next Friday 26th February, at 16:00>17:00hrs. Not so bad, just a week to wait. So, I made the order and sent it off.
The tea had gone cold, so I went to make another brew, not that it stated ‘right’ yet, but it is a little less irony tasting.
I had a look at the comments that had come in. And flaked…
I got the Chilli-Con-Carni made up and coked slowly… mainly because I was stirring away and taking nibbles of the American vegetarian chilli on and off, for an hour, then realised I’d not turned the cooker power on!
What a plonka!
Some milk toll bread to soak up the amazing flavoured gravy. I’d added some veg and meat Oxo to it and a few extra black beans. Flavour Rating: 9/10! The pot of jelly and custard went down well, too.
Sweet Morpheus welcomed me, even though I wanted to stay awake long enough to watch ‘Tales of the Unexpected’.
No chance! The bliss enveloped me as the programme started, and I stayed in the land of nod for three hours – but sprang awake as the landline flashed.
The Community Nursing lady confirmed that they will be coming Saturday for the Covid and Monday to do the Warfarin blood testing.
Sleep was no longer an option; I was wide-awake. Thoughts-Storming away and coughing a bit.