The latest revision to the forecast has correctly changed 9am to dark clouds, but still insists there will be sunny spells, and even a few hours of sunshine later. It seems that the weather is, once again, in a state of flux, and the forecasts will change every hour to try and get some sort of match with reality. The prediction of a top temperature today of 27° C is most probably correct. For tomorrow it is easiest to copy what the forecast headline says "heavy showers changing to overcast by lunchtime". It will probably be cooler with the temperature only reaching 23° C.

  It seems I was definitely ill yesterday - and I'm still not over it. My one achievement yesterday was to was wash a few items of clothing. I would have liked to leave it until another day, but one item demanded quick attention. My bigger achievement for yesterday was to take laziness to a whole new level !

  My 4am to 5.30am "dysentery" attack had left me feeling sleep deprived, but it transpired it was worse than that. I spent a lot of the day snoozing. Between snoozes I thought I felt all right, but I later realised I wasn't. At 6pm, just before I was going to have a fairly light dinner, my temperature peaked at 37.1° C. For most that might be about normal, but my normal is 35.7° C, and for me it was a fever. Two hours later and it was back down to a more usual 36.2° C.

  Maybe the biggest clue that I was not quite right was that I completely forgot to take my morning medication. I didn't realise until about 5pm when I looked at the glass container I would fill with my afternoon medication at the same time as I sorted out my morning medication. It was empty, and I couldn't remember taking the pills. I decided not to take a possible second dose, but this morning I had a sort of proof that I hadn't had any medication yesterday. One of my pills, Atorvastatin, comes in the usual bubble pack, and in this case each pill pod is marked with a day of the week. The Monday pod had been popped, but the Tuesday one hadn't.

  The odd thing, at least I think it was odd, is that apart from sleepiness, I thought I felt generally OK yesterday. Maybe the most important thing is that I felt no pain or aches (excepting an occasional bit of everyday joint pain). I made the bold assumption that I had cleared any nasties from my digestive tract during the night, and so although I ate very slightly sparingly, I didn't really hold back on what I ate - except for lettuce/salad leaves.

  I came to the conclusion that one of the bags of salad leaves I had eaten the day before was not actually "washed and ready to eat". Before eating any more from the bags of leaves in fridge I will double check that they are supposed to be ready to eat. Yesterday I decided not to take the chance, and didn't eat any. I still ate instant noodles with extra chilli sauce, and Irish stew with ready chopped chillies in it. My dinner was just two burger patties with a bit of mustard and tomato sauce on them, and nothing else.

  My lazy day continued into the evening, although I didn't do any snoozing in the evening. I spent a fair bit of the evening watching TV. I started as early as 6pm with an episode of Star Trek: Deep Space Nine, and then kept flicking through the electronic programme guide until I found something that seemed watchable. The last thing I saw was QI, and that finished at 10pm.

  Before I went to bed I realised there was something I had to do, and that was to go to the toilet. I was not expecting even my breakfast to have worked it's way through what I assumed was a totally cleared digestive tract, but either that breakfast (instant noodles) went through me like a rocket, of my digestive tract was not as empty as I had assumed. At least that visit to the toilet was close to being "normal".

  I then went to bed, and despite all the snoozing I had done during the day, I soon fell into a deep sleep. I had taken the precaution of taking a couple of painkillers before going to bed because I didn't want any of my usual aches to keep me awake. I have to say it seemed like it was the best sleep I have had for ages. Now I am thinking along the lines that it was the sleep of the ill.

  I expected to feel great when I got up after almost 9 hours sleep. It did feel almost good until I found myself visiting the toilet not once, but three times. It seems the bug that was liquefying my guts the night before is still very active. It was another source of dehydration on top of the night being warm enough to be very sticky. I tried to re-hydrate myself with a couple of pints of water, but perhaps I didn't leave it long enough to thin my blood enough to get a lower blood glucose reading. It was 9.2mmol/l, and I am sure that doesn't reflect what I ate yesterday.

  I am now wondering if I should have some breakfast, or whether some fasting might be good even when I am feeling really peckish right now. I have a feeling I will give into some breakfast - just in case. My plans for today should be to meet Angela for a drink at lunchtime. The idea of a nice walk through the park seems desirable, and of course seeing Angela is always very desirable, but neither will be a good idea if my guts start to rumble again. I think today I shall just make it up as I go along.