Yesterday was cold and
dull, and the first rain started a
lot earlier than forecast.
Fortunately it was mostly drizzle.
The forecast said it would rain
from 6pm, but it first started at
about 3.30pm. The temperature
probably reached the forecast 11°
C, but the dull grey sky made it
seem more like 6° C. I had to burn
a lot of electricity to keep warm.
Today definitely started
off cold, but I think it was
just a tiny bit higher than the
forecast 5° C, maybe 5.5° C.
You'll notice in the screenshot
above that not a single ray of
sunshine is offered. As seems to
be common now, The Met Office's
white cloud can let some sunsine
through, even if it is a bit
watery sunshine. As I write this
the sun keeps finding little
gaps in the cloud. The BBC
weather forecast actually
predicts sunny spells for a few
hours this morning, and some
from 7pm, the exact time that
The Met Office have revised
their forecast to show dark grey
clouds ! Both forecasters say we
should see 12° C today. Both
forecasters agree that tomorrow
will be dull and wet, but the
temperature could see 13° C.
Yesterday was
mostly a good, or satisfactory
sort of day, although it did
have a few bad sides, but they
were mostly revealed by
hindsight. Although I described
yesterday as dull, at the top of
the page, there were a few short
lived sunny spells mid morning,
and they enthused me to some
activity.
By the time I had
showered, and dressed, we had
lost the few sparse sunny
spells, but I still felt sort of
enervated by them (whatever that
means), and pressed on with a
plan to go out shopping. I
certainly didn't need any sun
glasses when I went out, and
walked south into where the sun
should have been shining, but
wasn't. My first port of call
was Savers. I only wanted a few
spare vitamins and stuff, and
all I bought fitted easily in
the small compartment of my
rucksack.
Apart from shopping in
Savers, and then Poundstretcher,
which is directly opposite
across the pedestrian
thoroughfare, it is rare I do
two lots of shopping in one
session. Instead of
Poundstretcher I went into
Tesco. I had two possible items
on my shopping list. One was
some bottles of cola - two Tesco
own brand, and two genuine lemon
flavour Diet Coke. The other
thing was some chalice, or
balloon style beer
glasses. They didn't have any,
but I did buy two (faux) cut
glass whisky glasses.
I couldn't go around
Tesco and not get suckered in to
inspecting, and buying some
stuff from their "Reduced Price"
shelves. In fact I think most of
the other stuff I bought was all
reduced price. I bought two
chicken and mushroom "slices", a
quiche Lorraine, and a pack of
two "Tesco Finest" smoked
haddock fishcakes. I think I
have probably now described my
entire shopping basket. I do
know it was an unusually cheap
bill.
When I got home, which
incidentally I walked with no
ill effects, I put my shopping
away, and then stuffed myself
with the quiche. As I ate it I
started to think it was not a
good idea. For one thing it was
not delicious enough to excuse
the probable sugar and calorific
content. Also, I was constipated
all day yesterday, and something
egg based may have been playing
with fire !
I spent a little time
tidying the dining room table,
and washing the new glasses I
had bought in case we used them
for anything, but mostly I was
very lazy until Jodie arrived
for a beer tasting session. She
arrived a little late because
she went via Lidl - where I
learned they were having a Greek
fortnight with all sorts of
Greek produce. While Jodie was
fussing around with her dinner,
I rushed upstairs and sent a
message to Angela about Lidl.
She said she would be going to
investigate it.
For once out beer
tastings session was a fairly
light session. Jodie had arrived
late, nearly 4pm, and she said
she had to leave for the 6pm
(17:59) train because she needed
to meet Alan, and drag him along
to a "tap takeover" by some
brewery or other at Craft
Metropolis (a bar/craft ale
shop) in the Penge area. A
couple of the beers we shared
were nasty, cloudy, and rather
sour - just like I don't like
them, but Jodie does.
When she left I
considered myself relatively
sober - so much so that I hadn't
even bothered to precook my
dinner, although I had precooked
some boiled new potatoes to go
with the core of it - the two
smoked haddock fishcakes I had
bought earlier in Tesco. It was
a fairly nice dinner, but some
peas, and maybe even better,
some baked beans would have made
it better. I had some sugar free
choc chip cookies for dessert.
At the end I did feel a
bit full, but otherwise OK, and
I suspected some of the fullness
was from the gassy beers, and
also because I was still
constipated, and hadn't "gone"
all day. Later on all these
things would cause trouble. I
was OK while I say at my PC,
reading a few bits and pieces,
and in the end using as my TV to
watch the first 10 minutes of an
episode of QIXL I considered it
to be not a great episode, and
because I was feeling tired, I
switched off and went to bed.
I read in bed for maybe
20 to 30 minutes, and I thought
I still felt OK, but as soon as
I put the book down, turned out
the light, and turned onto my
left to go to sleep, something
must have shifted and I got what
I think was just heartburn. The
trouble with heartburn is that
it feels a lot like the early
stages of angina, and I am a bit
sensitive to that at the moment.
I had to get up, and the first
thing I did was to take a couple
of Rennies antacid tablets. They
seemed to make very little
difference.
I took some deep
breathes, and did my best to be
relaxed, and then checked my
blood pressure. I think the best
I can manage was something in
the region of 128/51. That is
still well into the "normal"
area according to my blood
pressure meter. At least I knew
my heart was not about to
explode. I took a couple of
paracetamol tablets to see if
they helped deaden the pain,
although ache, and a mild ache
at that, is better description
than "pain".
I also trying going to
the toilet, but apart from a
small amount of pee, nothing
else happened, although it did
feel like something should
happen. Some hours later I did
take some laxative tablets, I
there was always some silly hope
they might work a lot faster
than "next morning". They
didn't. I then took a
couple of Gaviscon antacid
tablets, and they did seem to
work. The pain faded out (except
for in the bottom area), and I
was able to get to sleep 3 or so
hours later than intended.
Once asleep my sleep
seemed to be fairly good. My
dreams were all about railways.
I dreamed there was a lot of
freight traffic suddenly going
through Catford Bridge station.
There is a branch off the line
towards Hayes (Kent) that joins
the mainline just before
Beckenham Junction station, but
I don't think it is passed for
heavy freight trains. I got
curious about all the freight
trains (which may have only been
two) I had seen in the dream,
and decided to go look for their
source.
I walked up and over a
hill, and at the bottom I could
see the railway again, but there
was nothing on it to see. That
dream ended, but another seemed
to start straight after. In this
second dream I thought I was at
work, then it was a college, and
then it was a hospital. I only
knew t was a hospital because I
had to stand aside as a patient
on a bed was wheeled down a
corridor.
At the end of that
corridor I expected to see an
office where I was going to ask
someone, whose name I think was
Khang, something about the
trains, but the office had a
reception rook, or outer office
that I had to go through. In
that outer office were maybe
half a dozen students who I
didn't know, but maybe they knew
me because they said "sit down,
this may interest you". It
was a typical dream situation
where many words were spoken,
but only a few individual words
could be heard clearly (like
listening to people in a noisy
pub). The words I heard, and
that triggered a feeling were
things like "class 707" and
"class 230", which were train
types. The dream finished or
maybe I woke up, before I made
any sense of what was being
said.
I woke up at just gone
6am needing a pee. I thought
after my lost sleep it was too
early, but I couldn't resist
going for a pee. On my way back
to bed I did stop to refresh the
web pages for the latest weather
forecasts from the Met Office
and BBC. Then I went back to
bed. I told myself that it
didn't really matter if I slept
until 9am, but I barely slept at
all, and got up just before 7am.
I am happy to say that
the laxative tablets I took last
night seemed to do their job. I
did a modestly large poo, and
less tha half an hour later I
did another. I concluded,
rightly, that that took care of
what I had eaten the day before
yesterday, and there would be
more to come, but it did take a
couple of hours. I reckon I had
passed half of what I would have
done if things were normal. I
expect I'll go once more before
lunchtime.
It could have been the
quiche, it could have been the
fishcakes and potatoes, it could
have been one or more of the
beers I had, and even the
constipation could have left
it's mark, but this morning my
run of very good blood glucose
readings came to an end with a
bang ! Actually the figures were
only in the pink, and not in the
red, but still very undesirable.
The Contour meter read
9.2mmol/l. The GlucoRX meter
read 9.5mmol/l, and the Sinocare
meter came out the lowest (for a
change) with a reading of
9.1mmol/l.
These readings are high
enough to warrant some positive
action. I still had a normal
breakfast of tomato flavoured
instant noodles, using the
excuse that I need some food as
recommended for one of the drugs
I am taking, but more
importantly to hold down the
taste of the fish oil capsule I
took, Burping up fish oil
flavour is disgusting ! However
I shall try to limit lunch to
maybe a couple of small apples,
and maybe a small chunk of
cheese. It is possible, if I
keep thinking of those blood
glucose figures in the pink, I
may skip lunch completely.
Tonight I may have a very
light dinner because there is a
slim chance I might feel like
going out. There are two gigs on
this evening that I would
slightly like to see (more
importantly to point my camera
at), and both are relatively
easy to get to. Maybe I just
won't bother when the time
comes. It probably depends on
what the weather looks like this
evening. At the moment the
latest revisions to the
forecasts look very bland, but I
guess bland is better than wet.
Other things I was going
to do today include finishing
washing a minging kitchen hand
towel that has now been soaking
in bio detergent for 24 hours.
That one is a certainty. I might
set up an external USB and
Ethernet hard disk to make
sharing stuff between my main PC
and the computer on the dining
room table a bit easier. Most of
the work for that is already
done apart from a couple of
security tweaks. It is mainly
just a case of where I am going
to put it.
Another thing I feel I
ought to do is to go through
some more of the TV recordings I
have on what I have now dubbed
USB stick ONE. Stick TWO is
currently plugged into the TV,
and must have piles of
recordings on it. I need to
clear Stick ONE so I can swap
sticks over to see what I
have on stick TWO. Ideally I
will edit and save each
recording, but some I might just
delete because I am getting far
too behind even just simply
watching these recordings.
There was one other thing
I was going to do today, and it
was to go to Lidl and what they
have in there in a general
sense, and what specifically
special Greek food they have in
as part of the Greek Fortnight.
I fear much of it will be high
calorie, and high sugar
luxury foods, but there might be
something I can eat safely. I
have decided to put off going
there today because while my
blood glucose is so high, the
last thing I need is temptations
!
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