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04:25hrs: Ann Gyna giving me some mild bother, but not as bad as she has been.
Well, just look at today’s results, will you… Fan-Flipping-Tastic!
Go on, have a close look.
When I copied the Excel Health Log this time, I added a few more days, just to show off how well I did, if you know what I mean? Hehehe!
Even after telling all call-centre staff of Virgin to never speak the name Liberty-Global to any customers. There has to be an ulterior motive behind all this – Wall Street based, likely as not.
Not sure if hate the crud-nut or admire him?
So, I turned off the computer and went to get the
I don’t really know how or why, but I took a tumble, landing on my knees and twisting my right wrist. “Now I’m in a pickle, I thought…”
From nowhere
I’d gotten away with things pretty well, but that was only due to
I got things ready and did the
The chair
I used the Lumix in auto mode to take this shot as I walked into the kitchenette. Made me jump a smidge, didn’t realise the flash would work.
I tried not to look at the untidy state of the room – and did a decent job of it, too. Hehehe!
This may have been the first shot I took. I usually start with an outside view
I put the Lumix into night-scene mode.
Nothing like what it looked like to my eyes. But, considering I have Cataract Katie in both eyes, Glaucoma Gladys in the left, and Saccades-Sandra in the right, this shot may be more accurate? Har-har!.
Back to the trip to the Doctor. When I first glanced out to the view on offer from the lobby windows, there was the
I entered, and I had great difficulty hearing the receptionist. We ended up having to do sign language… really! Both hearing aid batteries beeped dead at the same time. following the traditional pointed finger in the direction of the chair, I nodded and got down in one. Gonna be a long wait. So I got the thin crossword book out, put the reading glasses on, and had a bash at the clues. And was doing a great job; there seemed to be no stopping me.
The Doctor came to me, and I could not hear a single word she was saying. She wrote a note on the crossword book and returned to her room. I think it was written in Prescription language, couldn’t make out a word of it!
A nurse came to me, and I could just hear. Now to find out what the appointment was about. We went into the nurse’s room, and she asked about how I manage different things at the flat. Cooking, washing, cleaning etc. Went through my medical history, which took us a while. Hehe!
Ahw weighed me a took measurements. Then took my Blood-Pressure. This was just one point off of the figure I got this morning with my old Boot’s Sphygmomanometer, which told it it was still working okay!
She asked if the falls team could be arranged to come and see me. I explained that they came after I’d had the stroke, and they gave me a three-pronged walking stick, Sock-Glide-Glenda and instructions on how to put my trousers on. I laughed as I told her that I’d never forgiven them for giving me
She wants to get me some more help, if possible, with washing and cooking? She diagnosed the writing on the crossword book for me. Apparently, the doctor has sent a prescription electronically for a box of Omeprazole or Lansoprazole for my Anne Gyna; I’ve to go and fetch it when I leave. I told her of my going four days without any medication, and the constant pain I was in prevented any sleep for four days and nights.
We parted with a smile, and I bade them farewell. I went out onto Mansfield Road, crossed over and made my way towards the Pharmacy.
It would not let me take out what amount I wanted to, but I got enough to pay the window cleaner and buy some bread rolls.
These are the things purchased at Lidl.
Well, most of them. Some were in the saucepan cooking when I took this photo much later on. Ahem!
Most of the following comments were triggered by memories of times gone by. When I lived in Carrington.
Crossing
Bit of record this place has, well, had. It held the record in 2002 for the most murders in Nottingham. I think it was eight. A taxi driver and four illegal immigrants were duped, and they reported the gang that got them over here from Lithuania and made them work
Oh, yes, I remember now, vaguely, something to do with the shadows,
Top of the first hill, the dreaded escooters.
It seems that three of them had been nicked or were in use.
Last year, the Council had eleven of them stolen, yet, still, they pay a fortune
I thought I’d try to put this one n larger.
About a quarter of the way down the hill, it shows the traffic and a multitude of traffic signs and directions.
These get knocked over, vandalised, driven into and even stolen last year… no, this year!
I was nearing the spot on the other side of the road, where I was walking back from the Doctor’s a few months ago, and went arse over-tit with the
I noticed it had now been repaired, tarmacked, and the grate removed.
This is why I was walking on the
Bit of a ding-dong with the driver of this bus and a passenger.
Much bad language but no physical violence.
I’m glad to say.
Oh, much memory searching and happy times at the site building on the corner here. Flats now, but was the Sherwood Social Club for Working People. Or summat like that!
Great beer, darts, dominoes, angling club, great beer, bar skittles, long alley skittles, great beer, Thursday League
I spotted blue lights in the distance as two police cars sped towards me. I’ll photograph them, I thought
But they were moving very fast, and I couldn’t get the Lumix out in time.
So I spun around and tried to get them as they sped off, but as you can see, I failed. Sob! One was a traffic car, the other an ARV vehicle.
I did see the Sherwood Social Club building as was once again.
Did I say the beer was great?
How I loved going in it. The smell of bacon permeated throughout.
Sides and Spencers hung up on the high rails.
An even bigger escooter point in Sherwood.
I went to the next Hood Street corner, and memories flooded back into my mind and loins.
Maureen was her name.
The car behind this white car here held me up for several minutes.
She wanted to turn right, and this was not an easy place to turn right from.
I realised I had only about six minutes to get up to the bus stop in time to catch the 40; the last thing I needed was to miss it and wait for another hour.
as I put my best speed on available, I realised this was an error.
Anne Gyna soon let me know what she thought about my moving fast. And she had been at me ever since. 22:20hrs as I write this, and now she’s giving it to me with a vengeance.
I had to slow down and thought I’d be sure to miss the dangled bus. But no! It arrived late, boy, was I glad!
I went up to the flats and dropped off the bus… actually I did very nearly drop off the bus with the walker. As I was dismounting, I had a mini
Walked through to Woodthorpe Court, up in the lift, and into the flat… A wee-wee being the most urgent need!
I was tempted to take a Lansoprazole capsule, but I decided not to – wish I had now!
Two carers came up, and we had a mini-chat and were given Peptac. The noise began from flat above man.
Can’t be sure if he was metal polishing or drilling, but it went on for ages and ages. Later came
I continued with the blogging duties. Although I had been on it for about six hours now, I was getting ever slower, and making endless errors, now.
Anne Gyna was now in destruct mode!
Did hours more on this blog, then could concentrate no more. 23:45hrs I made something to eat.