I felt pretty bad
yesterday morning. As I wrote yesterday, my
lower back and hip pain was really strong
first thing in the morning, and I am pretty
sure I can blame it on the gardening I was
doing the day before. The paracetamol I took
helped a lot, but I am not sure if the pain
went away completely, and even this morning I
can detect some tenderness, although I suppose
that any bad pain has disappeared by midday.
It was then that my hangover started becoming
a serious nuisance.
I think it was nearly 1pm before I went
out to get some shopping. The walk probably
helped get some of the knots out of my lower
back, and freed up my hip joints, but it was
not a nice walk on account of the alcohol
poisoning I was suffering from. It seemed fine
at the time, but drinking half a bottle of gin
was probably not a good idea in the end. It is
with hindsight (as always) that I realised
some of the problem was dehydration. After
drinking two pints of lime cordial I started
to feel much better.
I do wonder of I was actually still
drunk as I walked to the shop. I didn't
exactly feel wobbly, but I did feel strange. I
felt stranger when I got home again. I think I
am more sensitive to high pollen counts than I
have ever been before. It is still possible
that if I was infected with coronavirus a
month ago, I am still fighting it now. It felt
a bit like I was going down with a cold. I was
definitely a bit snotty in the afternoon -
which isn't a symptom of coronavirus as far as
I know* - and I also felt slightly wheezy, but
my pulse Oximeter said there was plenty of
oxygen in my blood. I suspect many of the
things I was feeling were magnified by my
hangover !
* The common cold is itself a coronavirus as
far as I am aware, but I am writing about
the
coronavirus, and not any common or garden
coronavirus !
One of the things I bought from the
shop was some chicken fillets. They were sold
loose, unlike the prepacked ones from
supermarkets. I asked for three of them, and
even though I could plainly see them, I
thought they were smaller than they actually
turned out to be. Two would have been quite
sufficient for my dinner later in the evening.
I also bought some more fresh vegetables, and
a couple of bottles of Diet Coke - the latter
being the main reason I went out.
For the rest of the afternoon I laid on
my bed reading, and having at least one
snooze, while feeling rather poorly. I think
it was mid afternoon when I suddenly realised
that some of my problem was dehydration, and I
fixed that by having a pint of (diluted) lime
cordial. I drank that quite quickly, and then
poured another that I drank a bit slower. It
did seem to make a useful positive difference,
but it came at a price. The Roses Lime Juice
Cordial does contain a lot of sugar, and I can
remember when buying the bottle thinking I
ought to limit myself to no more than half a
pint every now and then.
It was yesterday, as I started to
prepare my dinner that I got confirmation of a
theory of mine...well, a sort of confirmation.
A week ago, or whenever it was, I was
surprised to see my blood glucose surge
upwards when I had an Indian takeaway. I made
the bold assumption, that I think I still
stand by, that chicken tikka is just spicy
grilled chicken, and the salad it come with is
harmless. I suspected it was the "mystery
green liquid" that might contain a lot of
sugar because I had used that very liberally.
That green liquid is raita - cucumber
and mint in yoghurt with a few extra spices.
It should be quite tart, which would enhance
the flavour of the meat, but it wasn't. It
didn't actually taste sweet, but it certainly
didn't taste tart like unsweetened yoghurt
does - if you can even find unsweetened
yoghurt on the shelves. While preparing my
dinner I notice a bottle of raita I had bought
from Aldi ages ago. It was actually two years
after it's use by date, but was probably still
OK.
I must admit I can't see it on the
parts of the label I took pictures of, but I
am sure that is boasted it was made to an
authentic family recipe - a typical bit of
marketing bullshit ! What was very significant
is that this stuff lists sugar as an
ingredient - and it is higher up the list than
vinegar or mint ! I might have taken a chance
on it even though it was past it's use by
date. It seemed to be in good condition, and
the lid has one of those dimples on it that
showed it was still vacuum sealed. Any
bacterial action in there would usually
produce some gas. It is probable that it's
texture might have changed over the years, but
even that might not have been bad. However, I
couldn't forgive it for being another source
of hidden sugar, and threw the unopened jar
away.
My dinner was sort of like a special
shish kebab, except I don't have an open grill
to grill all the stuff. It was the three
chicken fillets mini oven/mini grill cooked on
top of sliced onion, big plum tomatoes, some
diced red chillies (with the seeds in), and
some sliced bell peppers. It was very filling
and very nice. The diced chillies meant that I
didn't feel the need to drown it is hot chilli
sauce, and that may be good because the sauce
I might have used probably contains sugar.
As I seem to do every day, I watched
about three hours of TV last night, but my
concentration on the programmes was definitely
waning for the last hour. I was quite keen to
get to bed to top up my sleep after only
getting about three hours sleep the night
before - another reason why I felt bad
yesterday. I started off reading in bed, but
by 9.30pm I thought I might try for sleep. It
didn't come quickly, but it did come as a
surprise - a typical case of "I can't sleep",
and then I was fast asleep.
I think I probably slept quite well,
and maybe the rather erotic dream in the
latter part of my sleep was an indicator that
I did ! It was actually a very passive erotic
dream. I was in my own home - it felt and
smelled like my own home - and yet it was the
wrong shape. My bedroom, at least I think it
was my bedroom, had a large picture window,
and it looked, albeit at an angle, straight
into a room of my neighbour. It was not just
any old neighbour, but the very attractive
woman who lived next door about 25 years ago.
I was trying to find a 2 gigabyte hard disk,
and in between rummaging around I kept looking
out the window. First of all I saw the woman
walking around in her underwear, and later on
she was topless (maybe bottomless too, but for
some reason I couldn't seem to see below her
waistline). That was basically all there was
to the dream, but it seemed very pleasant !
This morning I don't seem to have any
big problems. My right shoulder felt very
stiff when I first woke up, but that is fine
now. I still fear that my lower back might be
tender, but I had no problem putting pants on
this morning - unlike the agony of yesterday
morning. My blood glucose is not as low as it
was yesterday, and I think I can blame the
lime cordial for that. My temperature and
blood pressure are both excellent this
morning. That just leaves the dark grey sky to
suppress any desire to do anything today.
It is possible I might go out to
the shops today. I quite like what I have been
doing lately - buying fresh stuff for each
days dinner. I probably won't go to that kind
of food shop if I go out because one of the
foods I want is plant food, and I think the
Poundshop may be the easiest place for that. I
haven't been in there for ages, but I have
passed near it a couple of times. It was open,
and there were no queues outside, and so it
may not be too painful an experience. I may
end up just doing a bit of housework today. My
bedroom is in need of a clean if nothing else.
I think I may start the day with a shower, and
washing my hair, and see how things progress
from there.
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