TFZer Tutoring a young, handsome lad – Makes yer sick! Hahaha!
Saturday 20th February 2010
Croatian: Subota 20 Veljače 2010
21:30hrs: I burst awake, confused, needing a wee-wee, and coughing. With new bother at all, I was up, caught my balance, had a weak, unwilling wee-wee, and heard the noise from above again, like a humming motor. The World Wide ‘Hum’ was heard as well.
A bit of shivering, and I put on a thick jumper. Remembering the Community Nurse was due this coming morning.
I got the things washed up from last night’s Chilli-Con-Carne feast. I’m sure I could still taste it, Gorgeous!
I got the pre-dump Health Checks done. The Boot’s Sphygmomanometer, manufactured by ZDEAC (Zhongshan Daguan Electrical Appliance Company Ltd) in Guangdong, China, had good results for once. SYS 144, DIA 70, and the PULSE 84bpm. Looking good again! The Chinese (Hong Kong) made by Shenzhen Relee Electronic & Technology Co. Ltd, contactless thermometer, proffered a 36.8°c – 98.24°f temperature. Still a smidge high.
Aha, summoning to the Porcelain Throne arrived, at last! I thought to myself, this is going to be interesting. And it was!
I got settled on the throne, and a day or so later (Hehehe!), the action started. Slow, drawn-out, Agony! I really thought that something was going to burst open… by the time the almost black, lumpy mini-torpedos had well-filled the porcelain bowl, I was ready to go back to bed… shattered! Done in!
But the cistern failed to clear things after three attempts. A couple more hand-refilling of the tank, and all was cleared. A few tiny spots of blood, but nowt to fret about: at least it wasn’t a messy affair. I medicated the rear end, using the Germoloid ointment, and Harold’s Haemorrhoids calmed down. Saccades-Sandra was playing up a bit. I prayed she was not going to be persistent.
I got the computer on and updated and finalised the Friday blog. Got it sent off to WordPress. The stomach has stopped rumbling. I emailed the link. Pinterested a few snaps. Then went on the WordPress Reader section. Not a lot on it again today. Went on Facebooking catch-up.
I got the handwashing rearranged and onto the curtain rail above the wall heater. To dry off. The made in Myanmar (Burmese), maroon and blue zip-up jackets, and the light purple Afganistan thermal jumper were done.
I carried out the post-dump Health Checks.
The Boot’s Sphygmomanometer readings ere much the same as the earlier check. The PULSE had risen just a bit.
The Chinese (Hong Kong) made by Shenzhen Relee Electronic & Technology Co. Ltd. contactless thermometer reading was a smidge higher, too. 37.1°c – 98.78°f – which might be a little high.
I made a brew of Thompsons Punjana tea and started a fresh bottle of Sterilised milk from the fridge. Not being one averse to Accifauxpas, I decided to cut my finger on the peel-off aluminium milk bottle cap. Well, it keeps things interesting, dunnit?
I had a look at the WP comments and replied to them. Hello, the innards are kicking off… Oh, dearie me! Off to get the ablutions seen to. Too early to use the shower. Just in case it disturbs anyone kipping.
If nowt else, it were a different-mode style today. Got the teeth done, but it annoyed Toothache Terence a bit. Denasaled, and put the eye drops in… well, some of them. The shaving caused a few little nicks and about half-a-dozen dropsies.
The pins seem to have lost a lot of fluid—the skin paler than never.
The medicationalisationing was messy; poor Harold’s Haemorrhoids were stinging a bit. And, the old ankle ulcer scar was tingling under the skin? Another good thing, Little Inchies fungal lesion has not bled for weeks now! Of course, now I’ve gone and opened my runaway gob, anything can happen!
Leaving the wet room, clouted my right shoulder against the door frame. Tsk!
I got the job done pretty quickly, which gave me time to get some more handwashing done: the Indian long sleeves t-shirt, the lounge pants and a pair of socks. Al done, wrung and hung to dry.
I made a brew of Glengettie Gold – the tea is still not tasting like normal. I tried the full milk to see if it makes any difference, but it didn’t. For some reason, the Thompsons Punjana brews are the worst of the three yet usually delight to drink?
I went on the balcony and tried to take some decent shots of Chestnut Walk below. This is the only one of the five taken that was not too bad. The Canon camera just doesn’t like being used in the dark. I might try with the sometimes working – others not, Kodak camera the next time. I wonder where I left it?
I went on CorelDraw to make some graphics.
Struggling to stay awake now. Community Nurses could be coming anytime over the next three hours. Dare not take the rubbish out and miss their arrival. Must try to keep awake.
The ladies arrived and set about investigating and vaccinating me. Bade them farewell, and all I wanted to do was sleep. So down in the chair, and was soon in the land of nod…
The landline chirped into life to disturb my rest. The Pharmacy asked how many doses I had left, told them, and said he’s delivery the prescriptions. I fell asleep again…
The landline chirped and flashed again, A reminder that the Warfarin blood test will be in the morning.
Fell asleep again, and the intercom announced the arrival of the prescriptions. I left them in the hall and climbed back into the recliner – and nodded of with no bother… for ‘Fifteen Hours!’ Is there an opiate, narcotic or anodyne in the Vaccine? Hehehe!