It could happen to anyone – Hehe!
Thursday 29th June 2017
Cebuano: Huwebes Hunyo 29, 2017
0300hrs: Lay there in the £300 second-hand recliner for ages. First trying to recall the dreams without any success again.
Then thinking through the days’ activities.
0325hrs: Gingerly I escaped the recliner, had a Dizzy Dennis moment and made my way to the wetroom, for a Porcelain Throne session. All went well.
Reflux Roger and Rumbling Rupert were both active this morning.
Did the Health Checks:
Update the weeks’ records. Only the ever increasing weight was of any concern, I think.
Made a nice strong mug of tea and took the morning medications, then back to the wetroom for a wee-wee.
Checked the letter from the NCH (Nottingham City Homes) with the dates of the upcoming individual flat Survey times. IT is mine next Monday between 1300hrs and 1700hrs.
Computer activated, and I put this in the written diary and the Google calendar.
The tea had gone cold, so went to make another one. As I did so, I could make out some noise, even without the hearing aids in, so knew it had to be pretty loud.
It was like a metallic grating. Popped the head out of the window and nearly got myself blown back inside with the howling wind, paperwork in the othe
r room exploded all over, kitchen towels toppled onto the floor and the wonderfully wet rain splattered through, soaking the counter and me!
Humph. Hehe, serves me right!
Looked down outside but could see no reason for the noise, that was now no longer audible?
Had a wee-wee. Then back on the computer to start this diary off to here.
Realised then, that I had not finished yesterday’s journal yet, so got on with that. Got it done and did some WordPress reading and comment answering.
Facebooked a while.
Got a TFZer graphic finished and started on a new one, very complicated and involved. Ran out of time, but I’m reasonably satisfied with the progress. I’ll see if I get time later to finish it, or at least get some more work done on it.
This is the one I’d completed. With Janet from the TFZers.
Turned off everything and got the ablutions done. Scratches and nicks acquired during the shaving process.
Moved the stuff into a bag that is a bit more waterproof (It still let the wet rain in, Tsk) bag and set off taking two jars with me to drop off at the Bottle Bank.
As I hobbled along to the bank, so much of the compound was blocked off with temporary Harris railings, I had to walk on the road for a good distance to get there. The rain was light at this stage, but the wind was a bit nasty. I’ll see how the new umbrella can cope with it later.
When I got into the shed, a lot of Tenants were already in there early, and laughter flowed freely.
A new bloke had taken the seat where I usually do, the only chair available part from Bills was right in a corner away from everyone. Put the raffle prizes on the stand and gave out the nibbles early, being as I was going to have to leave early. I told them all to take two picks, so as to make less weight to carry to the doctors and back. Not that it mattered in the end, I left the box there on the floor when I departed later. Huh!
Bill (William on Sundays) arrived, I noticed no one had taken his seat! Humph, Hehe!
No one to talk to that I could hear if they replied. T’was such a lonely session. BJ arrived with his better half, had a few words, but while I did this someone sat in the corner chair. Laugh?
I gave out a few of the emergency towels, and bid farewell to everyone – but nobody answered (That I heard anyway). Began to get depresses then, Ha!
As I got to the end of the road and turned onto Winchester Hill, the rain commenced to heavier, so, up with the new brolly. It rattled a lot from the handle area in use but coped with both the wind and rain well enough.
Two ambulances were at the old people’s flats on Mansfield Road, took the photo from under the new brolly.
The rain got even worse as I got over the brow of the hill into Carrington. The buses and lorries were hitting the standing water and cascading with the stagnant rain when they did! The trouser leg bottoms were soaking now. Hey-ho!
Into the surgery, in plenty of time and asked the receptionist if I could make an appointment for the CHD Checks. She booked me in for Tuesday 18th July at 0930hrs. Requested a sample tube and she gave me one.
Sat to wait my turn and I noticed I’m dragged in wet leaves on the souls of the shoes. Got a tissue out of the bag and tried to pick some up, but the knees and back prevented any success. I did cope with getting the shoes off and wiping them, though.
Nurse Nichol came into view, it was such a pleasure to see her smile as she greeted me and led me into the treatment room.
Gave her some Chocolate Orange discs, thanked her and into the reception area and gave them their nibbles, only one gal there and she didn’t answer me. She did manage an unsmiling lifting of her head that said, Yes alright!
Am I imagining the bad day I’m having social-wise or what?
Out with the brolly up on the road and walked down to the Lidl store. Where I got some replacement nibbles, a minced-beef pasty, canned tomatoes, smoked bacon, a tin of garden peas and a wholemeal loaf. I was intending to put this bread in the freezer for later, but there was no room. Humph!
Out and to the bus stop, where I could not get under the shelter for the other passengers waiting, and with the two bags now, the brolly could not be utilised, so I got wet again. (No problem in doing so, I was becoming an expert at it this morning. Hehe!)
Caught the bus and dropped off in Sherwood. Over the crossing and to the L9 bus stop.
The lovely lady from the 8th floor was there, and we had a good chinwag and laugh.
The L9 was late coming, but we didn’t mind. The rain went down to a trickle of that; Fine-soak you through type.
Up to the flats and now they have moved the bus stop there, we got another soaking as we had to walk the length of Chestnut Walk to get to out foyer.
Up in the lift, said my farewell to the gal, and she did to me.
As I got in, I had a w
ee-wee. Into the kitchen to put the bits away, the rain came walloping down again.
A moment later, it went back to the drizzly wet-rain?
Took the medications and did the Health Checks, which produced some surprising result: Sys 154, Dia 77, Pulse 94, Temp 36.0? Perhaps I did not settle down enough before taking them?
Got a can of tomatoes in the saucepan and bacon in the oven tray ready to cook later.
Had a wee-wee.
Put the nibbles in the spare room.
Made a nice strong brew of Thompson’s tea bags.
Computer turned on and saw the photograph above, I had the idea for a bit of TFZer fun, to put some of the gals onto it. So I did. I put Pattie and Marie, my heartthrobs onto it. Hope they like it.
Started the updating of this diary.
Checked on Facebook and then WordPress reading.
Back to CorelDraw and working on that difficult TFZer one.
Got it done it last. Phew!
TFZer ladies, Josie, Betty, Linda, Janet and Dizz with support from Andy and Thomas.
Had a wee-wee.
Got the meal out and served up.
Unhealthy but so tasty a simple meal. Mushrooms, chopped tomatoes and smoked streaky bacon, with some Polish half-rye sourdough bread.
Lemon fool to follow.
Had a wee-wee.
Got settled to watch some of the excellent TV programmes on offer tonight. A great Inchcock selection!
1800hrs: Channel 72: Two episodes of the first series of Law & Order
2000hrs: Channel 20: Hetty Wainthrope Investigates – then New Tricks
2200hrs: Channel 21: Law & Order SVU, two episodes.
I nodded off at around 1812hrs when the first commercial break came on and woke at midnight just as the credit screen at the end of the second of the Law & Order SVU finished.
Had a wee-wee.
Tsk!
Collected the in-need-of-washing gear and down to the laundry room, got it going and back up to the apartment.
Had a wee-wee. Then back down and moved the clothes from washer to the dryer, and back up again.
Got the computer on finished the Tuesday post.
Bagged up the items and cleaned the filter.
and the roadway on Chestnut Walk was flooded!
Took a photo through the kitchen window from well back.
I’m back, smelling all fresh after the ablutionalisational session. The Throne was utilised without any problems this morning.
Morrison man arrived.
Got the fodder prepared and consumed.
Did the Health Checks and took the medications.
Got the laundry sorted and down to the machine.
Back in the apartment, got the nibbles into the bag for the nurses. Had a wee-wee.
Up once more, and started this diary off. A trouble-free Porcelain Throne session.
Ablutions are done and set off to walk to Carrington and the surgery for the INR blood test.
Up and over the hill and down towards Carrington.
Further down and saw these flowers, Hydrangeas, I think, in a garden close to the surgery.
Limped down into Carrington proper and called in the Lidl store. (When will I ever learn, Tsk!)
Took a shot from the window of down below. Not a lot of activity from the workmen yet. Wait until they start properly. Mainly painters and plasterers on the job at the moment.
Had a wee-wee.
Went to make another mug of tea and I could hear a dog barking so clearly, even without my hearing aids in.
Just got an Email telling me my Morrison Delivery is due in a while.Did I remember?
Got another completed, but not the one I wanted to do for TFZer Shirley.
I’ll try it again mind you, although I anticipate I may have to give up on it and do another sort for her.
Back onto graphicalisationing on CorelDraw.
sneaking into it with my camera
Fitted an old graphicalisation up and reposted it.
which is today.
The oddly sized legs tickled me. Well, that’s not the right word, but it’ll have to do.
Made another mug of tea.
The Morrison man called.
Made a brew and took this photographicalisation from the kitchen window.
Went to make a mug of tea, and just had to take this photo of the view.
Made a mug of tea and got the computer on.
Felt a bit unwell overall, depression coming on methinks.
Entered the site passing the coughing smokers outside on the way.
As I approached the entrance to the department, I noticed this sign on the left here on the wall.
Caught a 53 Arnold bus from just outside the premises, and fell asleep on the bus! When I woke, I wondered where the heck I was? Hehe!
flatbread, Sheldon’s potato cakes, Rankin Irish potato farls, Smoked cured streaky bacon, Marmite Rice Cakes, Cheddar Wafers (For Sister Jane, but don’t tell her will you?), Beef meteors, Wholemeal flatbread and mini packs of mini cocktail sausages. Oh, and another giant sized potato. A big one too, it would not fit in the saucepan! Haha!
Out of the store and noticed the mechanical whatever it is on the roof of the British Telecom building across the road had changed shape. Lots of bit missing from how it was last week?
Updated the calendar with the new appointments.
The check figures were so good, I had to take a photograph of the machine’s results to show here.
Got onto Facebook eventually.
Then the door chime rang out. IT was the nurse.
Updated this diary to here, and got the 
The view from the kitchen reminded me of the horrible fire in London for some reason or other?
that’s his name, not Frank (Grump, what a clot I am), if he would tell the others about my not getting to the Social Hour again and why! With a cheeky smile, he said he’d think about it. Hehe!
Turned right at the end of the Walk and down onto Winchester Street Hill.
her name. (Not that it matters cause she is sweet, kind, cuddly and beautiful) for the INR blood test.
She soon took the blood, again it took ages for the vein to stop bleeding, but that was good, it gave me time to have an ogle and gossip with the nurse!
By the time I got to the Methodist Church about half way to Sherwood, I was in great pain, and yet high spirits?
I called into the Children’s Charity Shop for a peruse around, but nothing purchased.
The day suddenly went a bit dark?
Made another cuppa in the new mug. Had a wee-wee.
Got the meal prepared and took the medications, did the Health Checks.
2020hrs: The District Nurse, who had been before (The extra cuddly one with the twinkle in her eyes and 
Down Winchester Street Hill in the sunshine and got the camera out of the bag and into my pocket so I could take photographs of the abandoned retail units from Winchester Street to the library.
On my way out, I noticed they had ladies bras on sale for two whole aisles!
As we went through Sherwood on Mansfield Road, I took a picture of possibly the best smelling of all the shops.
Put the purchases on the counter and then stored them away.
The din-din time now.
ain, and watched some TV proggies, without any nodding off for ages?
Nipped into the kitchen to pod the peas and get them cooking in the Crock-Pot. I also put some Jersey potatoes in the saucepan to boil.
Cooking now, though.
Head down in the £300 second-hand recliner. (It’s lasting well for a cheapo bargain is this chair) But, I could not get to sleep thinking alternatively about the great match, the fighting hooligans and the newly attacking Duodenal Donald. I don’t know if it is the fodder or the vandals that started him off, but by gum, he’s back with a vengeance. Took an extra 40mg Omeprazole.
All ready for the Morrison delivery to arrive.
Said my cheery cheerio’s and out and off down Chestnut Walk onto and down Winchester Street Hill.
that I had not taken the bank papers with me.
Just over the brow of the hill, a Nottingham Pavement Cyclist nearly had me over. Tsk!
as they had to use the opposite side of the road to get through the traffic.
mushrooms.
Looked later and it seemed to be ready, got the oven food into the dish, made and added some gravy, then the mushroom, peas and potatoes.
Watched some telly in between nod-offs. Woke with a start and a raging hunger?
s.
Back to put the above photograph on here, and noticed some smoke in it, left of the right curtain.
Plenty of time to spare so I took a nice steady hobble down the hill.
Left and up the hill on Mansfield Road and over the crest… or should that be apex or maybe the crown of the road?
Further down the hill as I approached the surgery, a sudden uplifting insanity came over me… no not insanity, erm, jollity!
I requested some extra Codeine Phosphates and was pleased when after he’d read my statistics on the computer, he agreed to do so, because of the Morphgesic SR 30 mg Tablets being stopped in readiness for the graft operation and it should be safe to take some extra 30g Codeines, in place of them. So glad he agreed to this, bless him.
Deepak, the chemist and owner, asked me to have a talk with him while I waited for the prescription to be filled.
I got only three things today, A bag of small potatoes, a small packet of Sugar-Peas and two small cheese cobs.
Boy, was I lucky, just missed the downpour that started as I got in, put the fodder away and had a wee-wee before taking the midday and the extra medications. A bit of a mouthful that, Haha!
l Donald was bearable.