Monday 27th February 2017
Icelandic – Mánudagur 27. febrúar 2017
Didn’t nod off until well gone midnight again, woke with a start around 0200hrs in urgent need to utilise the porcelain, scrambled out of the £300 second-hand rickety recliner chair and made it to the throne, and amazingly the trots were replaced with rock cement! How one can go from eight hours of the trots to the opposite so quickly I have no idea. Tsk!
While waiting for the action, bits of the dream I’d been having came to mind. The muddy fields were there again, but other people were with me and instructing me how to get out of a muddy crater they had thrown me into, each time I got out they told my I’d done it wrong and lobbed me back in to get it right?
Up properly at 0400hrs. I rubbed some pain-gel in the knees and made a cuppa, carried out the health checks and made a nice cuppa as I got the computer going, then took the medications.
I’d got messages in reply to yesterday’s diary from Duncan and Tim, both helping me with the Excel Health spreadsheet formatting on how to add different cells together 
and divide them into an average. Tried it and it worked! Many thanks, lads, cheered me up a bit this did.
Then, the stomach started rumbling and I had a dizzy at the same time, this confused me a bit. Don’t want any physical bother today with all the jobs I’ve got to do. Got to go to a new bank to sort out the fiscal difficulties, the Dentist to check on the appointment day and time… checked in the Google calendar, now I’ve found out how to access it in G Suite. Sad innit, Hehe?
Core blimus, so much to get done, I bet I’ll be catching up still on Tuesday.
The weather forecast on the web looked not too nice.
I carried out the ablutions, shave, teggies shower etc, medicated the areas in with a requirement of the same (Hehe!).
Sorted the waste bins out, bagged them and took them disposed of them down the rubbish chute.
Got my list of jobs wanting to be done, wrapped myself up and got as far as the lifts when I realised I had the wrong glasses on. Back to the flat and changed them.
Out again and got as far again, when I realised I had not taken the bank details, so back once again and collected them.
Outside and walked to the glass recycle bin with the bottles and jars. Then to the Winwood Centre Shed to try and talk with Warden Deans about the TV Licence letter and advice on the Bank problems. She was helping a resident so I sat waiting and had a go at the crossword book. OBegruppenfureress Julie came in and asked “What do you want? Come on hurry up I’m busy…” I showed her the TV Licence letter, she said forget it. Told her about the banking problems, she said for me to go to the Co-op Bank and ask them – the Deana was temporarily free, although waiting on the phone for someone and said no need to go to the bank and I was to let her know if and when I get any TV licence money rebate.
Community Shed
Then to the Winwood Centre Shed to try and talk with Warden Deans about the TV Licence letter and advice on the Bank problems. She was helping a resident so I sat waiting and had a go at the crossword book.
Obegruppenfureress Julie came in and asked “What do you want? Come on hurry up I’m busy…” I showed her the TV Licence letter, she said forget it. Told her about the banking problems, she said for me to go to the Co-op Bank and ask them – then Deana became temporarily free, although waiting on the phone for someone and said no need to go to the bank and I was to let her know if and when I get any TV licence money rebate. Confused again… Hehe!
This is the route and calls/stops made on my morning hobble:
I got some nice Polish bread and belly pork with peppers from the Continental Food Shop. Then to the Bank across the road and asked the cashier if I could talk with someone about moving all my cash and accounts to their bank. She disappeared a few moments and returned telling me to take a seat. I met a lady tenant of the flats and as we nattered a chap appeared, shook my hand and with pound-signs spinning and twinkling in his eyes, led me into a little room for a talk. After asking me to bring in my current UK driving Licence and Passport, and my telling him I own neither nowadays, he was not put-out, and asked me to bring a current Council Tax Bill and a State Pension Letter that gives details of the pension for this year. He arranged the meeting for this Thursday at 1000hrs. He said he would show me their internet banking and how to use it and get things sorted with me, it should, he say’s take only 2 and half hours to arrange, then, seven complete days later it should all be in place up and running. I felt the chap looked and sounded like a used car salesman, bless him.
Out of the bank (Confused a tad), and up to the Post Office and asked them if they could read the senders name and address on a package I wish to send something back to in return, they could not.
I left there and crossed over the road and called in the Co-op store and got some Pork & Liver Pate, Shortcake biscuits, tomatoes and apples.
Up the hill to the Dentists to confirm the date of my next appointment. The young rather attractive lady on the reception printed it out for me Wednesday 8th March 2017 09:00hrs. A different dentist this time, Dr Vitish Patel. (When I got back later I Googled the name and got: About 82,900,000 results [0.79 seconds])
As I came ou
t to continue up and over the Mansfield Road hill to go through Woodthorpe Park back to the flats, an elderly lady had taken a tumble at the bus stop. Already several people tending to her thankfully. I felt so sorry for her.
At least I’d got some things that needed doing started today, and felt a little lifted in spirits and less frustrated with life now.
Turned right and up the footpath towards the turn off to the flats. So many dogs walking their owners about today, I spent a while watching them.
As I went right to go down the gravel footpath to the flats, I took a photographicalisation of my favourite little copse with the blocks of flats in the background. The grass was thickening I think a little.
Looking forward so much to when it gets overgrown and full of plant life and animal life for me to walk through and hope to see.
As I hobbled down the pathway, Anne Gyna started to give me some hassle along with Roger Reflux and Arthur Itis, they all seemed to start off at the same time after all being so kind to me earlier. Humph! This put an end to my plans to go out again and get more jobs done today! Shame!
Got in and gave Olive a ring, I hope she is alright she sounded it and said she was feeling better… but she didn’t tell me off about anything. Hehehe!
Cleaned the kitchen floor, then onto the Computer to update this twaddle.
Pondered on what to have for nosh, def the pate and pork
Made the salad and took a photograph of it without the card in the camera. Tsk!
Carried out a messy search for the items needed for the bank on Thursday, I think I have them all now.
Feeling drained now, but in better spirits, I settled to watch some DVD then TV.
I lasted about an hour or so before nodding off into a dream filled sleep.
Took the medications and sorted out the week’s dosage pots.
I don’t think I got anything mixed up this week… but, we’ll find out later. Haha!
The meal came out alright, though.
Laundry room duties to perform today, so I gathered the requirements needed and headed down and got the clobber into the washer on short mode. Had to sweep up a bit, cause someone had been eating a takeaway and bits of food were scattered around the floor, the smell from the bin where they had dumped the box, offered no help in my trying to work out what it was they had – the odour seemed a mixture of stale fish and curry to me. Still, it took my mind off of the depression and boredom for a while.
Yet again back to number 72 where I started this diary off and going.
I hobbled up through the park and into Sherwood, called in the shop that is closing down and got some bargains. Caramel Chocolate Peanuts, Black Bean sauce, Soap capsules, Chocolate Almonds, Mr Muscle cleaner each with 50% off.
contain two iced strawberry and cream buns?
Caught the bus to the clinic. Where the investigating medical team, as they got me laying down and they examined the lesion on Little Inchy through this gigantic electric magnifying glass contraption, with a new control apparently I heard them say. As usual, I had to remove my hearing aids so as not to interfere with the thing.
I carried out the BP tests as instructed. All over the place lately, up and down. I’m recording them on Excel so I can take a screenshot and email it to the doctors at the end of the week.
Another hour or so and I thought it rang again… then I realised that it was the doorbell chiming. The cleaning ladies had, as they usually do, altered the tune on the bell when they used the socket. By the time I got to the door, whoever it was that had tried at least twice to contact me, had long gone. Humph!
Down again half an hour later and moved the things into the dryer.
An hour later, I nipped down to collect the laundry.
As I went through the inner door on my way back to the flat with the bag of clothing, I noted that the stolen Santa Teddy Bear had been replaced with a much smaller one. Can’t blame em can yer, Tsk!
Sorted out next weeks medication pots, think I got them right first effort this week. Of course, I may fond out differently later… Tsk!
Did some Facebooking on the TFZers site. Posted the diary and some photographs.
Did some shopping at Lidl.
Got the meal ready. Uncle Ben’s Mushroom Rissoto with some crock-pot vegetables and a sliced boiled then roast potato.
Into the kitchen to take the medications then made a cuppa. Got the computer on and diaries tended to.Bash on Facebook.
At the bus shelter, I noticed damage to the little seating area as I rested the bags on the bench.
Then it started raining.
Got the fodder all prepared and served up.
Sorted me out and got the computer on, a fresh cuppa and took the morning medications.
I poddled into the kitchen again to replace the gotten-cold mug of tea.
All ready and wrapped up, a quick check on the weather from the kitchen window, and I set off on the walk to the Nottingham Haematology for the Warfarin INR Level Blood Test.
Up into Sherwood, and right down Edwards Lane to the ring road.
Went to the bus stop to find a number 40 was due in four minutes, so caught it back and thankfully, up Winchester Street Hill. 
Made a meal with eyes far too ginormous and big for my stomach. Tsk!
The view from the kitchen window. Three sets of Christmas garden decorations now.
Hunger attacked me, despite only having eaten a few hours earlier?
Out of the £300 second-hand recliner chair without any hiatus and off for a WRWW.
The Iceland delivery arrived.
So, it was to be baked Cumberland sausages with BBQ sauce and the last of the hastily defrosted frozen bread from the freezer.
It had been a lot warmer today, and again the falling sun was beautiful.
I put the towel on the airer number two in the hallway and turned it on. Ready for the ablutions later, bet it will be nice and warm. In fact, it is just outside the wet room door.
Went to get the undies socks and warm shirt from the airing cupboard and used the new battery powered light I’d stuck on the inside of the door for the first time.
Took the medications, made a cup of tea, had a WRWW and got the computer going. Spent a good while on WordPressing and then checked the Google Diary for today and a few days to come yet.
Off out to the surgery in Carrington.
A Sherwood Pavement Cyclist approached me, and I bravely took his photo.
meal is most important at the moment.