INR blood test

Inchcock Today – Wed 23 March: Not very well, dizzy-spells rampant – Huh!

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Wednesday 23 March 2016

01 cupidFeeling terrible this morning, dizzies, due to the thin blood I think, no life, zest or interest much. Worried about the house sale not going on and feeling sorry for myself I’m afraid to say. The faffing about having to have daily INR blood tests don’t help.

Got up around 0400hrs, first dizzy of the day when I rose up, hauling the ever increasing body mass with me to the porcelain.2Ersk01

All I did the was make a cuppa, take the medications and onto the laptop doing posts and Facebooking.

Les Johnson contacted me to send me a copy of his latest book – Erskine Quint – Tentacles of Evil. His timeless Insanity book was the most entertaining one I’ve ever read – Mad it is! Hehe!

Erskine Quint – The Book – The Film – The Trilology

I was on the laptop for hours! It’s nearly 0900hrs now I’ve got around to sorting this diary put.

I must get myself ready for the two buses trip to the QMC for me INR blood tests now. Had a good soak in the bath, shaved (only the one cut today), teggies bled a bit, though, No blood from Little Inchy (Hurrah!) but two dizzies when in the bath, Tsk!

I’ll be back later, just hope I’m up to telling you about the trip, and not too drained.

Must get my ablutions done now. See you when I get back, hopefully. I hope I remember to get some paper and envelope so I can reply to Pete’s letter from Hong Kong that arrived yesterday.

I’m back – sooner than expected too – and after a hiatus or two, and period of sheer panic as well!

I’d left the flat, taking the  rubbish bags to the chute as normal, went down to the bus stop where I asked the only person there, a chap if he could tell me the time, please. He grunted, sneered and shouted “20 past ten” and spat on the floor? The first enemy I’ve made since being here in the flats. I foolishly tried to let him know of my displeasure at his attitude, by replying in as loud a voice as I could manage “Well thank you kindly, really sorry to bother you, git!” He just ignored me.

Onto the bus and into the City Centre. Stepped off the bus and into the Post Office, where I made inquiries about sending letters to America with the lady at the customer services counter. Apparently we no longer need Air-MAil envelopes, plain ones will do. Take the readied letter to the Post Office and they will weigh it and charge you whatever it comes to. I thanked her and set off to the bus stop for the QMC buses.

P1050900I was soon at the Queens Medical Centre.

Straight to the Haematology, took a waiting ticket and waited.

Read a few chapters of me Sniper book.

Number 178 came up on the screen and I was in and being greeted my the young lady on station three. Then the fun began.

I had to explain to her, why I didn’t have a dated appointment card: I told her about having it (the INR blood test) on Monday, and they (The Anticoagulation Team), had phone me Monday night to tell me the level was far too high and not to take any Monday night – and I had told them, I’d just taken the Warfarin with the other medications. They changed the dosage and told me I ‘Must’ make an appointment with me doctors nurse for another test on Thursday, so I do not have an appointment card.

Tuesday morning, a Nottingham City Homes Coordinator rang the surgery for me, who informed us that they have no free appointments for Thursday at all. So, I had to come here instead to get it done.

The nice lady nurse told me to sit in the corner on a chair and wait while she rang them, which she did.

Fifteen minutes later she came back to me and told me to wait until they rang back, which I did. Read a few more chapters of the Sniper book while doing so.

They rang back the nice lady nurse answered them, then came to again and asked me if I knew it was Wednesday today and not Thursday?

“Ah”, I said, “Is it indeed?” Putting on suitably ashamed and embarrassed expression on my face, I asked the pretty young nurse “Would it be possible to take it today please?”

The nice girl nurse returned to the phone and spoke with the Obergruppenfurher from the Anticoagulation clinic again, before returning to me and telling me I had caused problems for them, but yes, she’ll take it now.

“I knew what day it was really, but I didn’t want to miss tomorrow’s Windwood Hut Tenants social Hour, I felt so guilty – Tsk, hehe!”

She took the blood and I was soon off out to catch a bus back into Nottingham City Centre.

P1050902I checked the time when I arrived, dropping off at theVictoria Centre shopping mall. I had about 45 minutes before the next L9 bus was due. So I walked into the mall and got some Wholemeal Irish soda bread and a TV paper for next week from Tesco.

Some folks at downstairs on seating caught my eye, as everyone seemed to have a mobile phone on the go?

I called in Smiths and got some writing pads and envelopes.

P1050901As I passed the jewellery store, I noticed they had now got a window at he bottom, dedicated to used items.

These wristbands I thought the TFZ gals might like, so I took a photo of them.

Getting back up I had another dizzy, it lasted a good while this one and when I  was ready to hobble on, realised I had to get a move on or I might miss the last L9 bus.

P1050903I walked as fast I could, well, hobbled and limped more like. Hehe! As I walked through the walk over above Upper Parliament Street, I took a quick photo of the traffic and shoplifters below… oh sorry, I meant pedestrians below.

Haha! I am a fool!

I limped down and onto the street, along the pavement on the left of this photograph above to end, and down into Queen Street and waited for the L9 bus, timed it well. The auto-sign read it was due in 4 minuted.

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Lost her purse, and still smiling!

It arrived 10 minutes later and I alighted, and as the only passenger on it. At the next stop, a lady who I met at the Windwood Hut Social Hours got on and sat next to me, well in front of me anyway.

We had a jolly good natter en route to the flats. This lady lives in the other block of flats, Winchester Court. She had lost her purse last week she was telling me. Lovely lady, when I got off at the stop before her, she said she’d see me tomorrow at the social hour. Her daughter was helping her sort things out. Cheered my up a bit with chin-wag did!

Up to the flat, did some WordPress sorting.

Made a cup of tea and got the lamb in the oven and tomatoes in the pan. Took the medications.

To the porcelain, another dizzy. Humph!

P1050905I ate lambs leg chop and tomatoes, soaking up the juices with the wholemeal Irish Soda Bread.

Rated this one as 5.2/10!

The chop was very tough for some reason, I’d over-salted the tomatoes, but the soda bread and dessert were okayish.

Got the pots washed, and as I settled to watch, feeling a little despondent, another dizzy arrived! Only a short one, though. I’d thought that the dizzies affected me more when the INR level was low, not like it is now the highest ever? I felt a bit discombobulated now and started to fret over everything as the mind raced away on its own. I watched much TV, but it wasn’t sinking in what I was looking at.

Hours and hours spent waiting to nod off. Huh!

At least, I’ve wangled getting myself free for the highlight of the week in the morning, the Winwood Hut Social Hour.

Started shaking all over for no apparent reason, it wasn’t cold at all?

Inchcock Today – Mon 21 Mar 16: Itching chest pains irresistible, but, only one Whoopsiedangleplop today!

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Monday 21st March 2016

I had been waking on and off all night, the itching around the torso really giving me grief. It felt like I was burning. 0400hrs, I hobbled to the bathroom and lathered the last of my Cetroben cream around the chest and ribs.

Made a note to ask for more cream on my INR blood test session with the nurse at the surgery at 1300hrs. I wondered if the bath salts had started this off, but then realised I’d been using the same one for ages now without any bother?

Made a cuppa and took the medications.

Finished off Sundays diary, and started this one, then worked on Part Four of the Nottingham City Homes Repair series.

Five hours later, I had to stop (Still not completed) so as to have a bath shave and do my ablutions, so as not to be late for the surgery appointment.

Set out and called at the Community Hut and had a natter with Obergruppenfurheress Julie, gave her some nibbles.

P1050889Then set off down the hill into Sherwood, and up the gradual incline, over the top and down into Carrington.

The knees were doing well at this point.

On to, and into the surgery, remembering to put in written request for the extra prescriptions.

Took a seat and started to peruse my book. I was soon called in, to see the nurse, and we had a good gossip. I gave her the nibbles. She thought the marks on my chest and ribs might be the start of Shingles and told me if it was still there in the morning, to come back and see the doctor, with or without an appointment?

I left and walked over and down the road to the chemist, collected my haversack full (Well, carrier bag, hehe!) of medications and caught a bus into Arnold.

Dropped off right outside Asda and plodded in. Went to the photography place and got lost trying to get the film-developing machine to work. The lady kindly came to me, tutted, then did the operation for me, so fast I couldn’t keep up with her, so I’ll be no better off next time. Huh! Anyway, they would be ready in half an hour, she gave me receipt to collect them after doing y shopping.

Did a bit of shopping while there, despite my having got an order from Asda being delivered tonight at the flat. There are several things that the home delivery service do not stock that I wanted – like cream cakes and orange and lemon desserts. (Guilty feeling coming on here…)

Got some other bits and went to collect the photographs. I must say these Asda photographic girls are good at developing… they cut off my head on one photo!

I left walking to the L9 bus stop to find one was due in only six minutes. Nice that as I was getting a bit tired.

On the route to the flats, the bus has to go through a housing estate with narrow roads and parked cars.

P1050890We came across pavement works, and as I was near the front of the bus, I took a photo of them.

I thought “Hello, he’ll never get through this lot!”

He did, though. He took a right and left turned a couple of times on the main road, getting us back on the bus route.

Clever stuff that I thought.

We were soon at the flats, and as I was getting off, I told him I was impressed with his little detour. He said; “I was lucky, I’d no idea where I was going!” Hehe!

Into the flat, and a bit concerned that I didn’t require the porcelain? Then found a letter on the mat.

It was from my half-brother Pete in Hong Kong! The first reply to mine for over ten years. Now I must get some airmail stuff and reply to him.

P1050892I put the fodder away.

I suppose you noticed the unhealthy but, oh so tasty desserts and potato sticks? Just asking like.

Then date arranged the medications with those left in the drawer and got the pots ready for dispensing the monthly requirements.

P1050891P1050893I seem to be low on Warfarin for some reason, enough for the month, but only if they do not have to increase the dosage when they get the results of today’s INR blood level tests.

Hey-ho, I might have to go back anyway if the rash and spots flare up again.

As I finished getting the pots ready to receive the various pills, I spotted a woman outside with three small dogs and just had to use binoculars to have a close-up them – never have I seen happier wagging tailed dogs running about chasing each other. And one of them was a lot smaller than the other two, but almost kept up with them. Not earth shattering news I know, but it cheered me up just watching them P1050894play.

Finally, I got the pots all finished, the dropped the flipping drawer as I was about to shove it back into the holding stand. 

A bit of luck here for a change, only one pot lost its lid! Amazing!

On my second attempt, they went in without any hiatus.

Then I did need the porcelain, boy did I need the porcelain. And it kept up, little and often for the rest of the night!

I pondered on what to have for a late meal, then remembered I’d got something coming from Asda – Lamb leg chops if I remember right? So I left the preparing of the food until even later after the delivery is completed.

Did a bit of Facebooking and WordPressing.

P1050895The BBQ sausages arrived – had some with baked beans with IRsih Batch bread for dinner!

Fresh Cream French Horn for afters.

A cuppa and took the medications.

Settled down to watch another episode of Dr Who on the DVD.

A phone call came in from the Anticoagulation Haematology Department of the Queens Medical Centre about the INR Warfarin level test result – it had one to 5.2 now? – I must not take any Warfarin tonight, half a one tomorrow and one and a half Wed; then told me I had to contact the surgery and make an appointment for another INR test for Thursday.

Really bad news that was; Thursday, My Social Hour meeting in the  Community Hut day!

I told her I’d already taken tonight’s two and a half tablets, and she said not to take the half tomorrow night. Bit confused now.

Oh dear. I’ll try to get to see Deana or Obergruppenfureress Julie in the morning and ask them to ring the surgery for me to make the appointment, and hope they can fit me in dead early, or after 1100hrs when the meeting finishes. This is really going to put me on a downer if I have to miss the highlight of the week for me.

I managed to fall asleep with relative ease, waking up just a few times, but the itching was far easier than last night.

TTFN folks.

Mon 29 Feb 16 Inchcock Today: A Nasty Late Whoopsiedangleplop spoilt the day – Humph!

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Firstly, A funny Solicitor bashing joke I found I enjoyed so much!

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Monday 29 February 2016

Woke at 0245 hrs, to the porcelain. ‘Little Inchy needed de-coking and cleaned up, I put some anti-bleed cream on him, then returned to get my head down again.

Woke once more around 0600 hrs and shot down to the laundry room and got my remaining clothes done and dried. Returned and put them away like a good boy. All caught up now.

Set about trying to get the Ailments post finished, managed to get it nearly done, before I had to prepare myself and the things ready for the INR Warfarin blood test at the surgery in Carrington.

Got a most enjoyable (Even the getting in and out seemed easier!) bath, teggies done, shaved (Only three cuts this morning, well; I was rushing like), changed togs, assembled everything needed and went off into the cold sunshine for a walk to the Doctors.

P1050093Most pleased with the rate of knots achieved, it only took me 36 minutes to get there. I even remembered to take a photo of the new houses being built without any bricks as I could see the other day. I spotted some today, though, can you see them in the photo?

As I got to the top of the hill on Mansfield Road, a group of ankle-biters were walking up with carers. Each carer had four kids in hand, and the children clasped hands together. I was P1050094impressed with how each toddler had a reflective jacket on, and the way the little one behaved.

At the surgery, the wait for the nurse was a long one, but I had me Classic Car magazine to read. The test went well; even the bleeding stopped quicker today.

I was getting a little concerned with everything going so well now. Will something happen that will ruin things? Hehe!

P1050095I gave them their nibble-bag and set off to the bus stop and caught a Pronto bus into Mansfield.

I think the driver was in a rush, because boy, did he move at speed.

We were in Mansfield within 30 minutes! And that is 15 miles of heavily used roads we got through.

P1050096I poddled down to the precincts. I still looked a sad place, in fact, there was yet another retail outlet closed down this visit.

I called in the B&M store to see if I could get some more of those 15p tins of garden peas, but they had gone up to 25p. No cheaper than Morrisons and Asda, so didn’t bother with getting any. Had a walk around and saw they were offering a box of two Top Gear Specials at £5. I got a box. Along with two tins of Mini hot dogs and two tubs of cheeselets at 50p down from £1.50. I can give these to the Community Shed Social people to hand out on Thursday. I must remember to go this week.

Hobbled to the Poundstretcher shop further up, and got some bird seed for the ducks, mini chocolate eggs at 50p from 99p it said, and some wagon wheels for the Community Club.

P1050097Back to the bus station and caught the bus back into Sherwood. Had another bit of luck there, the 40 bus was due at the bus stop I dropped off at in only 16 minutes. So I nipped in the nearby co-op and got a small loaf of brown bread.

Back to the bus stop and caught the 40 bus up the steep hill and walked back along Chestnut Walk to the flats.

As I got in, straight to the porcelain. Then as I unpacked my bags, I glanced at the contents of the Royal Dane mini hot dog sausages. Mechanically separated pork (31%), Pork Meat (27%) Blood pork plasma, water, potato starch, salt, milk protein, glucose syrup, stabiliser, spice extracts, antioxidant, preservative smoked and cooked brine, water. Made me wonder, that in red did?

I bravely put some in the saucepan with a tin of curried baked beans to have later with some bread and the just out of date Polish cooked ham.

Got the laptop on and finally finished and posted the Ailments effort.

NCCwalk06DSCN0053Got the nosh and took the medications with it.

I enjoyed it more than I thought I was going to.

Rated this one at 8.9/10.

Washed the pots and took a bag of rubbish to the chute. As I entered the door to where the chute was, a rather painful Whoopsiedangleplop occurred.

I bent down to open the chute and slipped on some wet on the floor, went over backwards and cracked my bonce on the wall on the way down, and landed twisting my back. I lay there feeling a fool for a while. Hehe!

I got back up without too much difficulty, but by gum, t’was painful.

Got the bag down the chute, and then fetched the mop and bucket and got the wet up. It smelt of something I could not identify; it was like a ladies perfume, but not strongly? It was even odds in the pain stakes at that time between the head and the back pains, Humph! My fault for not noticing the wet.

In future, I’ll remember to put the light on in the chute room before entering when it’s dark. (He says wisely and too late, Hehe”)

I just knew things were going too well today you know!

After that, it was ‘feel-sorry-for-myself’ time for a while.

Put some antiseptic cream on the head, and despite being on my limit for the day, I took an extra 30g Codeine painkiller. The back was now easily, winning the fight to claim to become the most painful of the two faux pas from the Whoopsiedangleplop.

The lower back pain was almost like an electric shock; that comes on when I move, but only seems to last minute or two at most, but repeated the attacks pretty regularly tonight.

This made sleeping a bit hard, but after waking many times, I did manage to drift off.

Waking again at 0215hrs with the twinges rampant.

Hey-ho, I’ll see how it does go. Hehe!

TTFN all.

Inchcock Today Sun 21 Feb 16: Lost BP Monitor Found! Health Alarm Activated! Exciting stuff eh?

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If a lawyer and a politician were both drowning, and you could only save one of them:

Would you go to lunch, play Tetris or read the newspaper?

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01W01aSunday 21st February 2016

Woke up at around 0200hrs, and savoured the wonderful memories of the dream I’d been having, of course, as usual, only bits of it remain now that I come to record them here.

One again I was in a bombed out building, top floor, troops fighting all around the area, mortar fire, artillery fire and snipers all having a pop at me, as I sat there on a typewriter? Despite the exploding shells and collapsing building around me, all I seemed worried about was how to spell a word. I was not hurt at all, although bleeding from the end of my left-hand thumb? Odd?

Fell back to sleep, must have needed it for me to do this?

I stirred again around 0400hrs, and as I moved, I was very pleased with the lack of objections from the flabby bodies joints, Anne Gyna and the right leg too. Considering all the cleaning yesterday, this encouraged me not to temerate over my decision to get the living room cleaned up today. The many and large windows may not get cleaned outside though this depends on the weather.

To the porcelain without any hiatus, I found this oddly disturbing?

I noticed the BP machine that I found yesterday, and did the tests:

DYS 154 – DIA 70 – Pulse 89 and Temp 32.4. I’ve lost the notes about what the readings should be, but I feel extraordinarily energetic this morning! Says him with fingers crossed, Hehe!

To the kitchen to make a cuppa and take the morning medications. The wall thermometer indicated it was 57°f, and the wind was coming in through every crevice and crack through the windows, vents and the cupboards and drawers. I’ll be glad when they get this fixed and sorted. I need some vadiation from the Nottingham City Homes that they will be sorting it out when the modernisation of the flats takes place. But when will that be?

I opened the laptop and finished Saturday’s diary. Then started this one.

Sneezing a lot this morning I am.

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Wheeler Gate Comparison

Checked the emails, and then went on Facebook. I noticed some good stuff on the Nottingham Now and then site. So decided I’d go to Nottingham and take some photographs of Exchange Walk, from the same angle as a 1950 one I have, then doctor them next to each other, think of something funny to write about them, and eventually post them onto the site.

I had a wash and did my ablutions, and set off on the walk up and through Woodthorpe Park to the bus stop on Mansfield Road. (They’re no buses to the flat on a Sunday).

Got to the top of the steep footpath and noticed some kids getting themselves ready to start a football match – in the wind! Thought they were so brave I decided to take the photo of them… then decided to go back to the flat to pick up the camera I’d forgotten to take with me – Tsk!

P1050033So back and picked it up and returned to the pitch in the park.

The referee had got then walking along the opposition team shaking hands like the professional footballers do! I was impressed.

Stayed a few minutes to watch them, again I was impressed with how they didn’t even try to do any long passes in the horrible wind.

P1050039I moved to the bus stop and only had 15 minutes to wait for a bus. When it arrived it was so full, crammed passengers all over the place. I was surprised the driver let us all on.

Once in town, I went to check the number 40 bus times for me get back near the flats. I had 20 minutes to get to take the photographs, not far to go, though. Went and took them, and made my way back to the bus stop, calling in the book shop (Will I ever learn!) as I did. Purchased a book by Sepp Allerberger, Knights Cross, a sniper on theEastern Front. £9.99 down to £5.00.

P1050038Back to the bus stop, just in time too!

The rain joined the high winds in making life unpleasant.

But it was nothing compared to the winds back at the flats.

After risking life and limb crossing over the road on Winchester Street and walking down and turning towards the flats, my rate of knots was reduced by about 80% by the vicious winds.

When I got into the flat, I made for the bathroom and the porcelain first, and the howling winds coming through every gap in the windows, holes in the walls and through the cupboards and drawers in the kitchen, made their way to the bathroom, and the toilet paper was blowing in the wind! Cor blimey Governer!

I searched for the TV paper I’d bought yesterday, for a while without any success. Realised I must have thrown down the rubbish chute with the other stuff earlier today. Humph!

P1050040Got the beef chunks on the boil, then added some veg to it later. I reckon I cut the beef up into small chunks, perhaps smaller than I should have – as they seemed to have disappeared when I stirred in the mix? Added some gravy and baked beans to fill it out.

It didn’t look very attractive at all, but by gum it was nice tasting! Rated this an 8.9/10.

Went on the web to see what was on the TV, and found four films all one after the other, that I could watch! Astonished at this, I decided not to do any cleaning today, rather treat myself to a good sit-in and TV session! Guilt did reign a bit, but I managed to overcome it. Hehe!

Not that it panned out like that, I managed the first film, only nodding off a few times, then watched the second one. At the first commercial break, I drifted off into the dreaming land of nod.

Woke a few hours later, but kept tossing and turning for some reason and waking myself up again every few minutes it seemed like. .

DSCN0014Around  0300hrs a loud voice bellowed out from somewhere that at first I thought was in my dream, then I recognised that it was in the room, and I hearing it without my hearings aid in? As I focussed it became clear that this was the ‘Alarm Centre Auto message, telling me I had activated my Health Alarm wristlet. A bit of screeching from the line, red light flashing, and then a voice came over the box. 

A bit of screeching from the line, red light flashing, and then a voice came over the box. I couldn’t understand a word he or she was saying, nor recognise the accent. Luckily I have done this accidental activating of the alarm twice before, so I just said: “Sorry, caught it in error!” The operator spoke a two syllable word, whatever that was, and rang off.

Had to get up now, so much for my planned lay-in like? Hehe!

I wish I could remember the dream I was having, but cannot, just a feeling that I was enjoying it, lingered.

Ah well, I’ll make a cuppa then.

Inchcock Today Tue 16 Feb 16: Pavement Cyclist attack. Well, almost!

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01W01aSue reports for jury duty as ordered, and promptly asks to be excused because she believes she’s prejudice. “I took one look at those shifty eyes and that cheap polyester suit and I immediately knew that he was guilty as sin!” she tells the judge.

“Sit down,” says the judge.

“That’s the defence lawyer!”

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Tuesday 16 February 2016

Up at 0315hrs. To the bathroom.

A bit of bleeding from Inchy, but the back passage piles were okay.

I got on with doing the diary, then took me medications with a cuppa.

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I did this graphic above for my ‘Symmetry of Life’ post. Just another load of my waffling on about life in general. Then finished off the rhyme and posted that off.

Got a wash and change, all ready for the Asda delivery to arrive.

I split the Country loaf into two halves, put mine in the freezer and the other half in a bag for the gals (Coordinators) at the Winwood Community Shed.

When the delivery comes, I’ll take it down to them.

Made another cuppa, and started this diary going.

I rang BJ to see how he was; he was at the laundry. I told him about my intention to attend the Coffee Morning at the Winwood Community Hut and informed him I’d ask if he could come along to have a natter as well.

Asda delivered the bits, and I set off to the Community shed. Took the recycle box down with me and left it outside the caretakers rooms outside.

Deana and Obergruppenfurher Julie were both in the shed, busy as usual bless them.

Gave them their Country bread and an Easter egg. Had a little gossip and returned to the flats. Asked what time the Coffee Mornings were on Thursdays, and if BJ could come along with me. He’d be welcome, so that’s good.

Back to number 72, and rang BJ to tell him he would be esteemed to come along to the meeting on Thursday. He said he’d try to get here for 1015hrs.

Continued this diary after making another good strong cup of tea. An hour and a bit to go now, until I must set-off on me walk to the surgery for me Warfarin INR blood test, and have me torn muscle looked at.

So instead of getting involved in doing my graphicalisationing, I played on Spider Solitaire for a while.

Set off for the limp to the Doctors. Damned cold outside, although it looks sunny enough.

I called in the health food store in Sherwood en route, to get some Lemon Scones and Coconut crusties for the surgery staff because I’d forgotten to take their nibbles with me.

Got to the doctors with a lot less pain and hassle than of late from the leg.

The nurse soon got my blood taken, managing a little natter while she was doing it.

NCCwalk01Out into the sunshine and cold, (odd day) and caught a bus into town.

To the slab square and caught a tram to Hucknall.

I stood first in line at the last of the mounting points to get on the tram when it arrived.

When it did come, the more nimble and aggressive Nottinghomians shot by me, and I was about the last person to get on! Swines!

NCCwalk02The “Have You Paid” inspectors got on at the Theatre Royal, and three passengers were ejected from the tram for none-payment. Which pleased me greatly, because all three had been part of those who forced their way passed and ahead of me getting on. (Smugness overcame me!)

Whistling to myself now.

We got into Hucknall, and I made the rather long walk from the trams platform, across the Park & Ride car park, up the road and across another into Tesco’s car park, through that and into the store.ow

I got some Irish Potatoe Thins, small potatoes and vegemite. ow

On the way back going through the car park, taking the pedestrian red route as painted on the ground, a teenage scallywag came from behind and swerved very closely around me at speed on his bicycle. It shook me a bit and I shouted out “Git!” at him. He pulled up and looked back at me. Gave me the finger, and shot off at speed again. Tsk!

NCCwalk04Onto the tram and returned to Nottingham. At the Forest Recreation Ground Park & Ride, I saw the tent for the Russin State Circus.

It looked in the photo as if it was in the middle of the car park. Hehe!

I dropped off at the Theatre Royal. I checked the time, and I had half an hour to kill before the last L9 bus from Queen Street departed.

NCCwalk03So I had a walk around Trinity Square and took some photographs.

As I walked through the posh eatery section, all the tables and chairs outside together, and I estimated there were around 150 chairs all-together between them all. There was less than a dozen folk using them all told.

P1050003I took some photographicalisations of some ‘Bling’ for the gals on the TFZ Facebook page.

 Made my way to the bus-stop and awaited the arrival of the L9 electric bus.

A rarity today, it came and went on time.

I struggled a bit, not to nod-off en route.

The leg was stinging a bit now, I made my way up to the flat and visited the porcelain without delay.

The usual feeling of fatigue came over me.

NCCwalk05I made me nosh. And it was very nice.

Low-fat Cumberland sausages, BBQ chicken bits, beetroot, small potatoes, chestnut mushrooms and potato cakes.

Having had to use two saucepans and the oven to get this ready, the washing up took a while. Haha!

A blackcurrant jelly to follow.

After that, the typical struggle to stay awake ensued. Then I gave up the idea of reading and got my head down.

Well, I say I got my head down, agreed I did get my head down, but could I get off to sleep? No! Kept waking up every ten minutes it seemed to me.

I gave up again around one o’clock and got up.

TSK!

Inchcock Today Tue 9 Feb 16: Busy, confused and in pain again – Tsk!

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01W01a Tuesday 9th February 2016

I woke up around 0145hrs and tended to the porcelain duties.

I stayed up, the pain from the right leg wouldn’t allow me to settle and get back to kip and the land of nod.

Seemed to recall bits of a dream but that’s all it was, bits and pieces all mixed up? I think I shot someone with a crossbow and then climbed into a cave that was full of people displaying amarulence toward me? 

Covered the leg with pain gel, not that I think this is giving me any relief.  

Got Steve Age UK coming this morning to discuss the demands from the house buyers and the solicitors. Then the rearranged INR tests at the surgery in Carrington at 1220hrs. Not looking forward to the solicitor thing at all!

Made a cuppa, and then started this update.

Still feeling a tad sorry for myself I think. Patti from America keeps telling me to keep positive, so I’ll try me best.

I Graphicalised for over 4 hours for the TFZ site.

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Pleased with the way they came out.

Had to force myself off the laptop and get a bath and my ablutions ready for when Steve Age UK arrives.

Having abluted (Hehe), I got ready for Steve, who came promptly at 0930hrs.

He read put the letter out to me from my solicitors from the buyers solicitor.

They are demanding that I put back on the water supply that I had to take off to get insurance for the place, and get a new boiler installed.

Also, they say they have found some damp? After five months of having it surveyed, they find a moist spot!?!? They want £2k+ to pay for it to be repaired?

And they have offered £2.5k less than we initially agreed?

After talking things through, I decided to tell them I’d fix the boiler, and told them to take it or leave it!

So this might mean, having to start marketing the house all over again, though, and might prove costly. I was in such pain with the leg. The Angina was playing up too. I have to admit, my decision taking might have been affected?

Steve rang the solicitors to let them know my resolution.

So as of now, I have to wait to hear from Steve about whether or not they still want to proceed with the purchase. If they do okay, if they don’t it’ll be starting all over again! I want to swear at the moment with the hassle and pain I’m having. But I won’t!

Steve shot off, and I updated this diary.

Did a bit work on a graphic to start it off, then had to get on my walk (Well limp or hobble) to the surgery in Carrington for the INR Warfarin blood level analysis?

Boy, was it painful going or what? I even struggled going down the hills, not good this. I took over an hour and a half to get there, usually, I can do it in 45 minutes.

Got in and I must have looked a bit drained or something, cause the desk staff seemed concerned about me. I asked if there was any chance of seeing the doctor. One of the girls rang the GP in her surgery, then told me to sit down and she will call me in.

The nurse came first, and she was a bit worried about my possible condition too. We had a chin-wag while she was taking the blood. I told her about the leg and the buyer problems with the house sale.

When she’d finished (Lovely woman she is), she told me to go and knock on the surgery door.

Then another gem there, Dr. Vindla called me in and asked what the problem was.

She had a feel of the legs, measured them both, had a good grope and asked many questions and sent me to have an x-ray upstairs. I returned, and she was in fine form today, I just love her sense of humour.

The nurse came into the room, and they sorted out informing the anticoagulation department of the situation.

She gave me a prescription for some more painkillers, which surprised me. Then told me not to stop walking, “Just grit your teeth and try not to swear” Hehe! It may be a while until they repair themselves. As I left, she said, “I wish all my patients were as big a laugh as you are!”

I limped slowly and with great effort and will-power down the road, and into the chemist shop to fill the prescription. As the pelican lights started beeping, I set off, as I crossed the road, but they had stopped before I got half way! The tooting horns didn’t help my spirits. Hehe!

I called in the launderette and had a natter with Mandy, then to Lidl to get some bread and Pork Pie.

Caught the bus into Sherwood. Waited a while for a bus up the hill. Hobbled the last bit up and along Chestnut Walk to the flat – drained and in pain I was.

Got some nosh cooking, Lamb stew, and Sweet potatoes.

Changed into my casual gear. Laptop on to update this.

P1020957The weather was not so bad today. The wind had died down, and the rain kept off.

The forecast is a red warning for wind, and a yellow warning for rain for the days to come, though.

The leg was joined by the feet aching now. I reckon it’s all the walking on odd parts of the foot to try and ease the leg. If you see what I mean, like?

P1020976Settled down to eat me nosh, and Steve Age UK called on the mobile phone.

He’d told the solicitors, and they had rang him back. The buyer had agreed that our arrangement was satisfactory to them. 

Steve is coming to the flat in the morning at 0930hrs, and we’ll catch the bus into town, go to the solicitors and sign some paperwork. He is certain this will not be the contract, some procedural data to confirm. Whatever that means?

The meal would have been one of the best yet, but I’d cocked it up by not heating the lamb stew quite enough. Humph!

DSC00162I watched an episode of ‘Frost’, on a DVD.

Stayed awake all the way through it too!

I ate a few (Too many) nibbles while doing this. (Naughty!)

It took me far too long to get to sleep for some reason. Admittedly the leg was aching like, but I was feeling so tired I thought I’d drop off quickly.

I went to visit the porcelain, and ‘Little Inchy’ was bleeding merrily away. Took me yonks to get it to stop.

When I returned to my beautiful armchair, I drifted off immediately it seemed.

Regrettably, waking up so many times throughout the night, it felt like I spent more time waking up with the pain of the leg than sleeping. Humph, Huh, and Tsk!

TTFN folks.

Inchcock Today Mon 8 Feb 16: Plans go askew… again! Hehehe!

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01WMonday 8th February 2016

Kept waking up throughout the night, most disturbing!

Got up around 0400hrs. I remembered the Morrison delivery coming twixt 0830>0930 hrs. This won’t leave me much time to get to the surgery for me INR blood test at 1000 hrs. I just hope it arrives early, and then I might make it to the  GP in time. The dodgy leg will make my walk there slower, still, I’ll take me stick with me.

Got to get back for 1600 hrs, for the Asda delivery. Now, you may ask; Why the heck did I order food from two places on the same day? I know I ask myself ‘Why the heck did I order food from two places on the same day!’ Huh!

When I stirred and moved to go to the WC, the cramp-like pains were activated immediately when I stood up? On the bright side, there was only a modicum of blood from ‘Little Inchy’, and the piles were bloodless!

I hobbled into the kitchen, made a cuppa and took my medications.

Then, made sure the Haematology Record card was in my coat pocket, and added the camera, just in case owt interesting occurred on my walk.

Haven’t heard anything back from Steve Age UK about us going to see the solicitor to sign some papers yet?

Had an early bath and did me ablutions so I was all ready to shoot off after the Morrisons delivery.

The wind was howling outside again, and the rain started to fall.

Well, that cheered me up no end that did. Humph!

If the Morrisons van comes late, even at 0930hrs, I should make it in time to get to the GP INR blood test in time; Put the stuff away hurriedly and catch 0939 hr bus down the hill into Sherwood, and walk into Carrington.

IMG_0001Then I phoned the GP and got my appointment cancelled and made for tomorrow at 12 20 hrs.Oh dear, change of plans, 0940hrs the driver called he is behind and will be half an hour or so late.

Oh, dear, more change of plans, 0940hrs, the driver called, he is behind and will be half an hour or so late.

Oh dear, change of plans, 0940hrs the driver called he is behind and will be half an hour or so late. I told him I’d cancelled my appointment at the GP, so it didn’t matter now, and to take care on the roads. (As it is still a howling wind and the rain was beating down something awful!)

While waiting for MR Morrison to arrive, I checked the emails and found one from Steve Age UK. The buyers want a reduction due to the dump and boiler? Steve will be calling in the morning to see me.

Morrison’s arrived 1012 hrs. Poor chap in a pickle, an accident on the motorway delayed him.

Put the nosh away quickly and got ready to go out to catch the bus to town, and then get the tram out to Hucknall.

Change of plans again, I got into town and walked no further than a few yards when became apparent that walking a long way would was not a good idea for the right leg. Too painful.

I went in the Victoria Centre, to Tesco and got some bread thins and potato cakes.

DSC00159Then limped to the bus stop on Upper Parliament Street.

Not too many folk about in the rain and wind. I can’t blame them either.

It was getting dark a little early this afternoon.

All the people on the bus sounded a DSC00160little depressed, and chuntering on about the gloomy, windy weather.

As the bus travelled through the estate, I could not see anyone out and about at all?

The rain came on even heavier now.

Storm Imogen, to blame I expect?

Much worse and the buses will not be able to get through. Tsk!

I noticed that today, I was walking with the right foot sticking out to the right, to keep the pain down? Puzzling?

I got off the bus at the flats, struggled to get up to the apartment, with the leg no easier. Once in the flat, I had the brainwave of doing the laundry, as I had two and a bit hours before the Asda delivery might come.

I IMG_0004checked my legs and put some more Phorpain gel on them both, although it was the slightly more swollen and hard, very more sore bottom of the right leg that needed it applying.

Got the laundry ready and popped down in the lift with my crossword book and pen. And Lilly

I got the washing in the machine and toyed with the crosswords – mostly cheating to get the answers as my brain was not it gear at all.

IMG_0002The lobby was barren of tenants as I did this.Lilly

A few did walk through and out; I gave each one a cheery ‘Hello’, ‘How are you keeping’ or ‘Horrible weather again.’ comment.

None of them replied, responded or acknowledged me.

IMG_0003After a while, old Lilly came and sat in her favourite chair, in seek of companionship bless her cotton socks.

So I gave her some nibbles and had a good chinwag with her.

When I was taking the finished washing from the machine to the dryer, Elsie from the 7th floor came down to remove her washing from the other dryer. I took it out for her and put it in her laundry trolley.Then cleaned out the filter.

Then cleaned out the filter.

We had a natter.

Got the dryer going and Lilly’s Granddaughter arrived – Lilly looked so happy, it made my day. I thanked the girl for coming to see her. 

These names, by the way, Lilly and Ethel; I think they are the names of the actual people, or they may be those I’ve given to them? Hehe!

More failed cross-wording attempted.

Back up to the flat. Started feeling a bit sorry for myself with the leg, the solicitor and buyer getting awkward too. And all my plans being upset. Hey-ho!

Decided tonight to have lettuce, tomatoes (Although they are horrible bad Spanish ones that claimed on the pack to be “Baby plum tomatoes” but tasted more like misshaped bitter red acid drops), Cooked Pork and loin sarnies, garden peas, beetroot and toasted jam soda bread sarnies for afters. Well, that’s the plan as of now like.  

I made a strong cup of tea, took the medications then got the laptop on and updated this diary.

 

DSC00161Tired out now, and niggly at myself with the ever-nagging pain in the right leg.

The meal ended up consisting of;

Beetroot, Potato scones, garden peas, lettuce, pork sarnies, and buttered toasted Irish soda bread. Followed by a delicious strawberry cheesecake.

The chronically bitter-sour Spanish tomatoes were discarded to the waste bin.

Washed the pots, pain gelled the leg again and put on a Frost DVD, Keys to the car. 

The DVD was still on when I woke up around 0135hrs to use the porcelain, and stayed up, as the pain from the leg was preventing me getting back to sleep.

Humph! 

Inchcock Today Mon 1 Feb 16: A hyper-active day today!

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Monday 1st February 2016

I awoke in desperate need of a Wee-wee.

A dirty great Meat fly landed on my hand as I stirred to attend the bathroom. In which some bits of memories of the dream I’d had came back to me. I wrote them down on some toilet paper to use here.

I’d snuffed it, and was talking to a football crowd as I stood in front of them with my feet in a bucket of mud? I was, in heart-rendering fashion, pleading for them to allow me to become a ‘Greeter’ at St Peter’s gate? They all turned to skeletons as I spoke. Then I found myself sat at a desk with my old Atari ST computer in front of me at the gates… seems I’d gotten my way after all? 

I was typing out names and giving them to some elves, and they would go off to the line of heaven applicants to find them, and bring them to me? I’ll not mention the names of them, but three Facebookers and bloggers I know came and booked in with me at the desk. For some reason, I sneaked them each a jelly baby? Can’t recall much more, but what I could remember seemed clear to me.

Made a cuppa, to have me medications with, and another meat fly was lurking in the kitchen. Got him!

A bit concerning where they are coming from, mind.

A few more wee-wees later, I got the diaries updated and started this one off.

The stomach rumbling is still there, but far easier now (He says with crossed fingers).

Checked the emails, of which the little icon informs me there was 150 received?

The wind is still howling outside, not looking forward to my hike to the surgery in it. Humph!

Then did some Facebooking.

Got the bath running and beautified myself, well I had a shave, did me teggies and got in the tub like. Then readied the things for me for me little outing trip.

P1020950Started to walk, battling against the wind, down Winchester Street into Sherwood.

I considered catching a bus to get out of the weather, but as you can see, they are not very frequent around here.

So I plodded on.

P1020951At the end of a one-way street that came out on Mansfield Road, I came across two cars that were parking up on a dangerous corner and both on double yellow lines. Both were women drivers. Which was rare I thought.

These ladies, the stronger sex, are not usually found flouting the law are they?

I’m not sure why this photograph came out in monochrome?

So, on into Carrington and the GP surgery.

Did some cross-wording while I waited for the nurse. Told her about the Constipation as she took me blood. Handed her some nibbles and shot off to catch the bus to Mansfield.

The wind was still strong. I caught the round-about 3b bus and enjoyed the scenery along the way.

At the bus station, a fight was taking place between some youths and girls, the police were there when I arrived and made my way out ASAP.

P1020952Down to the precinct, the sad, decrepit rows of shops and closed down premises went well with the aggressive unhappy people milling about.

I called in the B&M shop to try to get some Bonners Beef Goulash and or curried beans and some individual pots of their porridge.

They had none of any in stock.

Then I popped in the Price-Cut shop to have a look around.

P1020955I ended up getting some tiddly tins of Bonner’s Garden peas at 15p each, they were good value and will do me nicely. I bought up all they had left at this price. Some chocolate treats.

I also made a Whoopsiedangleplop in taking the wrong medications for my diarrhoea – I got the opposite somehow, Senna thingies to make me go! Plonker!

Back to the Bus station and caught the direct bus back to Nottingham. I managed to fall asleep and miss the bus-stop again! Still a plonker! Had to walk back into Sherwood and up the Winchester Hill back to the flats with me bags.

P1020953The wind was awful again.

Folks were struggling to hang onto their bags, hats, scarfs, etc.

One bloke getting out of his car lost his scarf as it blew off and on the road to who knows where.

It was a farcical scene. I wished I had a video camera to have recorded it.

P1020954On my way up the hill, I came across something that is so rare nowadays.

White dog poo! Just thought I’d mention it for Lynton Cox and Martin Shuttlecock, fellow bloggers who are experts on the subject.

Got in the flat and put the bits away, during which I observed I had no Potatoe Cakes or Farls in the fridge. (I’d forgotten I had some in the freezer like, Tsk!) Thus, after perusing the last of the buses time table, I made the decision to go to Sainsbury’s to get some.

Hurried about (Loosely speaking), and out into the wind, almost a gale now, to catch the bus to Arnold and the store.

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I got some potato cakes and slims. And a bag of Anya potatoes (Sort date reduced). I found a tiny pack of cut beef shin in the fridge, short dated and reduced. 

I’d like to point out to Marissa Bergen, that despite being temporarily tempted by the fresh cream French horn cakes – I didn’t buy any. Therefore, keeping my self-imposed punishment for my Grammatical error cock-up in her photograph posting. (I used a naughty word by mistake) 

Feel quite proud about this.

Paid the snotty lady on the check-out and went out to the bus-stop. The winds were worse now than earlier!

NN09Got back to the flat and struggled to get from the bus-stop to the flats doors. The graphic I did yesterday seemed to be so much more appurtenant than ever.

Thankfully a lady in a mock fur coat and tattoos on her neck and hands in the seat behind me was yelling angrily down her mobile phone for the entire journey.

This ensured I didn’t fall asleep and miss the bus-stop again. I nearly thanked her when I got off but decided against doing so.

GC (01c)When I got in the flat kitchen, the view from the window demanded that it be photographicalised.

What a sky!

The winds continued to howl.

So, I got me few bits of beef shin and the potatoes boiling away.

P1020959Added the garden peas and seasoned it with some Bovril and Bovril beef cubes.

Had it with some soda bread, dipped in the gravy.

Mmm!

Delicious it was. Rated this one as 9.56/10.

Then did some WordPressing and Facebooking.

I had planned to read some my book and watch a film on the telly.

Fell asleep!

Inchcock Today Thu 28 Jan 16: Warfarin INR level problems again… too low this time. Humph!

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Q: When attorneys die, (I thought you might like to be cheered up) why do relatives try to have them buried 600 feet underground?

A: Because deep down, they are nice guys.

Thursday 28 January 2016

CG poorly2Horrible night, little sleep again, coughing, bleeding and cleaning it up regularly from all three orifices and the Reflux Valve playing up.

Still, yer don’t like to complain does yer?

I’ll mention it to the nurse, at today’s INR blood test. 

The haemorrhoids had stopped bleeding when I visited the porcelain, the nose leaking just a tad, but soon stopped and Little Inchy needed de-matting. Tsk!

Made a cuppa and took the morning medications. I made sure the Haematology result log was in my pocket along with my bus-pass ready for later.

According to what happens at the blood test, and if they don’t send me to anywhere else to be checked over, I hope to go to Derby afterwards. The sole reason for the mission is to try and get some of the warm jammy bottoms that have a wee-wee hole in them. I can feed the ducks while I’m there too.

Had me frist shave with the electric shaver, I don’t like em, but needs must. I couldn’t work out how to get the thing to pieces to clean the blades? Laptop on posted Wednesday’s diary and started this one off.

Realised I had more time than I thought this morning, as the appointment for the Warfarin level test isn’t until 1145hrs. So that will give me time for a glorious soak in the bath. Of course, it is just the soak that will be glorious, the getting into and out of it, I anticipate being a touch painful as usual. The poor old devil!

Laptop on then posted Wednesday’s diary and started this one off.

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Did a lot of these type of graphics, of the TFZ’ers in an English Country Garden

Did some graphicationalisationing on CorelDraw7.

I spent over five hours doing some graphics I had an idea for the TFZ gals and guys.

Just got them done (Unless I’ve got em wrong or missed one off – crossed fingers.

Had to rush about to get the stuff and myself ready for the walk to the surgery.

P1020932I set off on my walk into Carrington to the GP surgery.

The sun came out as I arrived half an hour later – there was not much more of this about later today.

Got in a shot of St John’s Church.

At the surgery, I realised I’d forgotten my crossword book. So I read the many notices on the wall while waiting to be called in for my INR Warfarin blood level test.

Anne, the nurse was very busy, so I didn’t keep her chin-wagging. I told her quickly of my taking the Senna. After she’d done me I gave her a bag of nibbles and shot off.

Straight to the bus stop and caught a bus into town.

I caught the round-about route bus to Derby, the Y5. Nice scenery en route.

P1020938Took about an hour get there. The rain held off, but it came over all dark.

I hobbled to the Primark store. Got a pack of the ‘Loose fitting underpants’ at only £4.50 for three pairs. I’d already bought some a week or two ago, but with the bleeding being bad, thought I might run out of clean pants your see.

I also bought some of the jammy-bottoms with a wee-wee hole in them, the last two pairs in the shop, the Nottingham branch had already sold out of them.

Made my way across and into the Eagle Centre and had a wander through the market. Didn’t buy anything.

P1020936I came out, it had been raining a  bit while I was in the mall.

Walked to the riverside to feed the Ducks and pigeons. To my amazement there were few pigeons about – but plenty of Canada geese. How they manage to eat the little seeds with their big bills was a wonder.

As I tried to take more photographs further down the path, the camera seemed to have stopped functioning? I could not deduce what the reason for this failure was. Baulked and defeated, I decided to call at the Jessops shop where I bought the camera from and beg for help.

I caught the Derby Express bus back to Nottingham. It only took about half an hour. Mind you, I fell asleep about five times during the ephemeral journey.

I dropped off the bus on Upper Parliament Street and walked to the camera shop on Clinton Street. I had about thirty minutes before the last L9 bus left. They were not busy and a chap soon sorted the problem for me. Not that I understood what he said, but at least, I knew what to do if it occurred again.

There is a button on the back of the Lumix camera marked Fn2 – LVF? That is what I must have caught. If it happens again, scroll through until the screen shows again. I thanked him magnanimously and made my way back to the bus stop. As I did so, brother-in-law Pete rang me to say he’s just read in the evening paper that the Pensioners Free Bus pass will no longer apply to the Derby buses! Humph, blow and bother!

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I took a couple of photo’s to try out the camera outside the shop. Getting dark now, and folks eagerly making their way home.

The much-loved Lumix camera was again in fine working form.

I caught the last L9 bus and had several battles against falling asleep on the way back to the flats. Again, mysteriously managing to wake up as the bus arrived at them. Thankfully!

I just made it to the porcelain in time. And am glad to proclaim that the haemorrhoids, Little Inchy and the teeth had all now stopped their bleeding. Deliriously happy about that I was! 

I called Pete and we had a natter. He wants me to go and clear the clutter on his laptop. I said I would soon as I get time.Tonight 3.5 Friday 2.5 Sat 2.5 Sun 2.5 as today’s result was INR 1.5

Made a cuppa and got my laptop going to update the days scintillating dairy.

Got a call from the Haematology clinic about today’s INR test results. It is now too low! I have to go in tomorrow for an injection for blood-clot prevention. I can’t win, the INR level was almost spot on at 3.4 – a week late it was 5.1 far too high – they changed (Cut-down the Warfarin doses) and three days later (Today) it’s down to 1.4!

They gave me a few days doses to keep to: Tonight 3.5 tablets (I’d just taken two and a half as earlier told to, so took an extra one then), Friday 2.5 Sat 2.5 Sun 2.5 as today’s result was INR 1.4.

I’m all confused now. Hehe! That’s easily done nowadays mind you.

Blimey, the light in the living room is flickering and dipping now… Humph!

For some reason, I didn’t feel hungry? Not me at all that.

I’d decided to have a bath late, int the hopes it might get me some sleep in tonight, after the two bad nights I’ve had. A good idea I thought; I slipped getting into the bath and cracked my knee on the side of it.

Phewrt! Fed-up now!

Inchcock Today Mon 4 Jan 16: Doctors, drizzle and the dreadful Duodenal Ulcer kicks off. Tsk!

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What’s the difference between a dead dog in laying in the middle of the road and a dead lawyer laying in the middle of the road?
There are tyre skid marks in front of the dog.

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Monday 4th January 2016

P1020818I’d been kept awake during the night each time I caught the whatever they are patches on my legs; it woke me up.

A new one on the right leg seemed like part of me leg was sinking into the rest of the leg?

But the sores were far less tender and red than yesterday.

I laid a while and pondered on today’s appointments. 1000 hrs, Practice Nurse for INR Warfarin blood tests, 1015 hrs See Dr. Vindla about the report the GUM clinic had sent her about Little Inchy and have him check him out. I’ll mention me new sores to her afterward.

Walk to the Chemist for me prescriptions. Bus to town and call at the Audio clinic for some batteries for me hearing aids.

I’d got a feeling there was something else today, but could not find anything else on Google Diary?

As my mate and internet wit Duncan Robertson said to me in an email earlier: “It’s so frustrating when you know something is in the flat but just can’t find it!”.

I took a photo (Top) of the state of me legs and the new depression on the right leg to show the Dr in case it disappears by the time I get to see her.

Stirred myself and visited the porcelain – stubbing my toe as I went in. “Oh fancy that I said out loud!”

Made a cuppa and found the milk had gone off – so I made another using a new carton of milk. Took the morning medications.

Laptop on started this diary off and posted Sunday’s.

Did a bit of Facebooking, and then got the things ready for me trip out. Waterproof coat and hat for my walk in the rain to the GP and so on. Bus-pass to get back, cash in pocket, INR Haematology Anticoagulant Record Card, Audio Clinic Record Booklet, Angina spray and the like in my bag or pocket.

Got a wash and brush-up and set off on my hike to the surgery.

Dropped into the Community Shed and Deana and Obergruppenfurher Julie were present. Handed over the mail for Margaret the flats previous tenant. We all had a little natter.

Walked down the hill into Sherwood, and I struggled a bit with the heavy water-logged legs and the sores making it painful going.

P1020819The rain held off as I ascended the hill up out of Sherwood and down into Carrington.

Got into the surgery and took a seat and read my book while I waited for my name being called. Into the nurses room for my INR Warfarin level blood test.

The lovely nurse soon tended to me, and I returned to the waiting room to await Dr Vindla being free.

Once in the surgery, she informed me they had found the missing notes about my last treatments to Little Inchy. I wasn’t aware they had lost them.

Dr Vindla informed me that I had to make an appointment with the G.U.M. clinic for another check-up before the appointment that had already been made earlier with them on my last visit, this one was for the 18th January.

She then took a look at my legs and seemed unconcerned. Then gave me a prescription for a different cream for Little Inchy, and some for the sores on my swollen legs. She explained she did not want to hand me any Furosemide tablets, with my being on so many others at the moment.

Then she advised my they were waiting for an appointment at the Cardiology Out-patients unit and would inform me when it arrives.

I trotted off limpingly to the chemists in Carrington and got the prescription for the two creams filled.

Then to Lidl where I got some Frikadellens, smoked bacon and some stonebaked cobs.

P1020820£7.31 lighter in my pocket, I trotted hobblingly to the bus stop.

Caught one into Sherwood. Crossed the road and waited at the bus stop there for the L8 that takes me to the flats to arrive.

Three fellow tenants came and a good natter and laugh ensued.

Had a struggle getting off the bus, due to the legs and back not being overly interested in moving.

Back at the flat and put me bits I’d bought away.

Got the brush and dustpan out, but they didn’t work. So I got the hoover out and did the hallway and front room. My back and legs were aching afterwards. Tsk!

Made a cuppa and took the medications.

Got the Laptop going and updated this tosh.

Started some graphicationalisationing with Coreldraw and CorelPaint.

Fell asleep and when I woke the dreams I’d had were clear in my mind, of course by the time I’d written some notes down most of the had dissolved into the ether; I was inside a glove box of a car and looking through a spy hole at the occupants of the car. The three people (Strangers to me) were all dressed in red and blue almost Minstrel-like clothing and sang to each other instead of talking. Inside the glove box, I had a picnic basket with a bottle of Aludrox SA?

I made a cuppa and watched some TV in mini-sessions as I kept dropping off again.

I woke to need the porcelain rather sprightly and passed more than I have done in ages.

Got back to the chair and drifted off. Woke up a few times as the duodenal ulcer started giving me some hassle!