Both forecasters give a similar forecast for this morning. They agree on some light rain or drizzle, followed by a bit of heavier rain. I'm not convinced any drizzle has fallen yet, and it is now almost 10am. The BBC says from 11am the rain will be over, but it will remain grey.  The BBC say light rain will resume from 6pm, and at 8pm there could be a thunderstorm.No sign of the sun today, but the temperature could still reach 19 or 20° C. Tomorrow will probably feature a very dull start, but there should be sunny spells later, possibly punctuated by a fall or rain, and the temperature could make 22° C.

   Yesterday I was still reeling from being kept on the phone until 2am. I felt quite listless, and in the curious, and unlikely position of being too tired to snooze. I think I only ever managed one short snooze yesterday. It would probably have been the most significant thing I did yesterday - if it did ever happen !

  There was one mistake I probably made yesterday, and it was not to have a morning shower in the belief that I would be going out in the evening, and so would wash my hair, and have a shower later in the afternoon. That probably left me in a sort of lazy slob mode for the whole day. I never did have a shower, and I never went out. In part it was I felt too tired/lacking in energy and enthusiasm.

  There was also the problem I mentioned yesterday - that I had kept my spare Indian takeaway in the fridge for two day, and I didn't want to take a chance on it going off if left any longer. It was also the case that I was very much looking forward to it - even though I had a very strong suspicion that it would play havoc with my blood glucose level again. This morning it turned out that it most definitely did.

  After spending the rest of my morning, after writing, laying on my bed reading, and trying to, but failing to snooze, I had some lunch. My morning blood glucose readings had been so good that I could have chanced anything for lunch, but I stuck to the general plan, and just had a small pile of cheese on rice crackers. Later on I did have a light snackette, but I can't seem to recall what that was.

  The afternoon was mostly another time when I did almost nothing, although I think I might have snoozed for 10 or 20 minutes. All afternoon I was having an internal argument with myself - should I shampoo and shower so I could go out, or should I stick to the idea that I was going to have the Indian takeaway before it started to go off. Not wanting to waste food was a very strong belief, although I could possibly eat it after I had been out, if I went out.

  In the end there was a very strong desire to (hopefully) enjoy that Indian meal of chicken Dhansak with Pilau rice. At about 6.30pm I put it all on a plate before zapping it in the microwave for 4 minutes. With hindsight an extra minute may have been better, and also safe if any bug had started to grow in during it's stay in the fridge. It was all tightly sealed in the original, unopened containers, and they had probably been closed when the food was straight out of pan in the restaurant.

  Thought about like that, maybe an extra day in the fridge wouldn't have been a great gamble, but as I say, I was really looking forward to eating it. It was just as delicious, and possibly more, that I had been imaging over the last few days. It was deliciously spicy, but maybe the rice damped it down, because I never suffered any heartburn later. I ate it while watching an episode of The Simpsons, and maybe the first minutes of Secrets Of The London Underground.

  There were two episodes of Secrets of The London Underground on last night, and the first was one I was looking forward to seeing for what I thought was the very first time. It was the final episode of season three. It was curious that some of it seemed very new, but other bits seemed familiar. I am wondering if I may have been distracted in some way when it was originally shown. One of my jobs for today will be to edit that episode. It will complete my collection of all 10 episodes of season three.

  It was lucky that I had seen the second episode of Secrets Of The London Underground. It was drawn from season one,
 and I had seen it before, but I don't think I have an edited/cleaned up recording in my archives, and so that will be another editing job for today. It was not long after it started that Sue phoned me. The poor girl was either very drunk, or high on drugs or something. She was wailing that her (now ex) friend had taken her dog, and that the ex-fried was a crack addict, and would probably sell the dog for another fix.

  I suspect this is unlikely, and that I am sure Sue could not tell reality from fiction. She was far from coherent, and seemed
like she was changing who she was talking about mid sentence. She was also switching between the past, present, and future mid sentence. I managed to make out that she had seen a paramedic earlier, but had sent him/her away with a string of expletives.

  I had visions of this incoherent rambling going on well into the early hours, but was saved when she suddenly said she would phone me back. I was hoping that maybe it was the paramedic with and ambulance crew come to forcibly take her to hospital. One thing she managed to tell me was that her heart was racing out of control, and it has been obvious for some time that she has a heart problem or something similar. That needed seeing to, and so did her psychotic condition.

  It is even possible that her (ex)friend took her dog so she would be able to go to hospital, and not have to worry about the dog. I gave Sue half an hour to call back, and then I switched my phone off. I felt a bit guilty about that, but on the other hand there was nothing I could do for her, and even just being able to listen to her ranting served little purpose - particularly because I could not make a lot of sense of it. I hope she was carted off to hospital for some sort of treatment.

  I did try and watch was was left of an episode of The Avengers after Sue hung up, but I was feeling tired, and fatigued after trying to make some sense of what Sue was saying. After turning my phone off I went straight to bed. I feel very sure I was in deep sleep by 10pm. Apart from waking for a pee, and turning the heater on, and then waking for another pee, and turning the heater off, then once more to turn the heater back on, I seemed to sleep really well.

  I do remember some sort of dream where I had found a load of full sized (the same size as a credit card) SIM cards. I seemed to have a full sized reader in my PC, and when checking the cards I found they all had a little bit of air time on them. That is all the dream I can remember. It seemed to be a good enough ending when I found I could use them, even though I didn't use them

  I managed to have a bit of a lay in this morning. I still managed to get up just in time to take screenshots of the weather forecast just before they were updated at 7am. I still seemed to feel slow and sleepy despite getting just a tiny bit extra over my normal amount of sleep. It was, and probably still is because of my ludicrously high blood glucose readings this morning.

  That chicken Dhansak I had last night must have had loads of sugar in it because I can't think of anything else to blame for some seriously dangerous blood glucose readings this morning. The Contour meter read 10.2mmol/l, and that is well over the red line. The ClucoRX meter read an incredible 11.3mmol/l, and that takes it into the dark red area. At least the Sinocare meter only read 10.4mmol/l, but that is as high as I ever want to see, It is all a far cry from yesterday's lovely low readings.

  Today I should be going out for a 100 mile run, but the best I can do is to try and fast through the day, and just have a very simple salad for dinner. I did have a breakfast for two reasons. I was already getting a sort of sour feeling from my empty stomach, and secondly I wanted something to hold my morning drugs/pills.capsules down - particularly the big, and terrible tasting if it ever repeats on me, cod liver oil capsule.

  I had been thinking I would go out to Tesco today. It is about the only going out I can consider on such a dull day, with the possible threat of some rain. I think going to a huge food shop, with all it's temptations, would be too dangerous today. Fortunately almost the only things I am short of are things I should not be eating today ! It looks like it will be another quiet/boring day today.








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