Once again, it wasn't shown in any forecast until hours after it started, but yesterday's " perfect" day was spoiled by it becoming cloudy for the first half of the afternoon. The rest of the days was indeed bright and sunny. The temperature reached a quite hot feeling 28° C.
       

  Both weather forecasters I consult, agree that there may now only be sunny spells this afternoon. It is possible that it could be worse by following the pattern of the last few days, and some hours in the afternoon could end up cloudy. The temperature may peak at 29° C (Met Office) or just 28° C (BBC). It is the BBC that shows an interesting thing when you expand an hour on their forecast. It say that for a few hours, starting at 1pm, it may feel like 33° C ! This short run of high summer ends tomorrow. There will be a few hours of sunshine, and a few hours of sunny spells, but also quite a few hours when it will be cloudy. It will be a fair bit cooler with just 34° C expected.

   Yesterday was a curious day. It was a day when what should have happened didn't, and what should not have happened did happen. It was all because I was feeling unusually good. I prepared to go out. I washed my hair and had a shower, and almost started to get dressed to go out, but after the shampoo, shower, and blowing my hair dry, I felt too hot to get dressed straight away.

  I decided to lay on my bed and read while I cooled off a bit. It was then that the magic of feeling unusually good came into it's own. Part of it was having a great sleep, and so not feeling tired. I lay there reading, and feeling very uncomfortable. I read quite a few pages and realised that my eyelids were not drooping. It is hard to explain why it felt so wonderful, but I dismissed the idea of going out.

  I even dismissed the idea of going to get a bit of shopping. There were a few things I might have liked to have bought if I had gone out, but none were essential. My whole day was not just reading and relaxing. I did take a bit of time to do a few inconsequential things, and and also to prepare food. The meal needing the most preparation was actually lunch, and it was halfway between a slightly heavy lunch, and a light dinner.

  One thing in the fridge that I was keen to use up because it had been there for almost a week, was a pack of quarter pounder (although I am not sure they were actually that big) beef burgers. There were four in the pack, and I grilled two of them. I had a choice of several possible accompaniments, but I thought some "microwave in two minutes" rice might be a good idea. I had "Louisiana style dirty rice" - rice with black beans and some chopped peppers in it. It made for a tasty lunch, and although grilled, and so not very greasy, the rice soaked up the grease nicely.

  With the benefit of hindsight, it might have been OK to eat that burgers and rice as an evening meal without having to worry too much about indigestion of the heartburn type. My dinner last night was just a single tub of ice cream. It was an alleged low calorie ice cream, but it's sugar content was quite high. I also had an earlier cross between a very light meal, and a snack. It was some rice crackers with some rather nice (possibly) cave aged red Leicester cheese on it.

  By turning on my TV early to check what would be on later, I discovered that Sky Mix are currently showing three lots of Star Trek between their excessive adverts and promotional stuff. I ended up watching one episode of Star Trek: Enterprise, one episode of Star Trek: Deep Space Nine, and one episode of Star Trek: Voyager. Of course they were all repeats, but I seemed unfamiliar with two of them.

  There was an hours gap between the Star Treks and the next thing I watched, an episode of QIXL, and I filled in the time with more reading. By that time I was feeling less comfortable laying on my bed and reading. I seemed to get hints of so discomfort from my sternum and scar tissue. It wasn't a lot, and while I watched QIXL I barely noticed it, but at 9pm I turned the TV off,, and went to bed. Then the discomfort was restarted, and seemed to be worse.

  I tried simple remedies for heartburn and angina, but nothing helped until I took some ordinary paracetamol. That helped a bit, and a little later a couple of Ibuprofen gave more relief. Ibuprofen is an anti-inflammatory, and the help that gave strongly suggested my discomfort was to return of flare up from my operation scar tissue. I'm not sure what triggered it unless it was eating obviously very cold ice cream earlier.

  The pain, even at it's strongest could hardly be called bad pain, but it was still very intrusive when trying to get to sleep. I don't think the pain had gone away completely when it may have been overtaken by tiredness, and I think I may have finally fallen asleep soon after 11pm. The very peculiar thing is that I feel like I did not get a good sleep, and yet I can only remember waking up for very short periods of time, and possibly only a couple of times. In theory I slept well, but it just didn't/doesn't feel that way.

  One thing I don't seem to remember doing is waking up for a pee more than once or twice, and I even managed to turn over and go back to sleep at just gone 6am because it felt like I deserved more sleep. When I woke up after 7am I most definitely needed a pee, but it still didn't seem to be a very urgent desire. Of course last night was a very hot and sticky night (I even resorted to using a fan for some of the night) and I released a lot of moisture as sweat. My pillow was very wet this morning !

 Of course the significance of my apparent lack of peeing in the night (I could have gone more times almost on autopilot, and completely forgotten about it) is in relation to my diabetic condition. High blood glucose does make you pee (and sweat) more. Although I definitely sweated, it didn't seem that I peed much, and that should indicate I was going to get a nice low blood glucose reading this morning. I didn't !

  Actually it was not too bad. The Contour meter read 8.1mmol/l, and the GlucoRX meter read 8.0mmol/l. For a long time, but not for the last few months or more, I would celebrate these readings as below expectations, and thus very good. These days my target is 7.5mmol/l, and oddly enough that was exactly what the Sinocare meter read. While my blood glucose readings were "satisfactory", I am not so sure about my blood glucose. A systolic pressure of 113mmHg is pretty good, bit a diastolic pressure of 61mmHg is a bit unusually high, but nothing terrible (I hope).

  It being a Wednesday, my prime plan for today is to head to The Jolly Farmers at lunchtime for my usual couple of pints of Guinness. It is possible that Dik may join me to buy me a threatened birthday pint. I haven't heard anything to suggest it might happen, but I guess it is possible that if Kevin is in the area he could join me too. At that rate it could be a 3 or 4 pints lunchtime.

  My plans for the rest of the day could be easily distorted by extra pints of Guinness, but if I am mostly sober, and at home by 3pm then things get a little bit predictable. I'll probably have a snooze followed by a very early dinner of the last two beef burgers from the fridge, and maybe this time I'll have coleslaw and potato salad with them. That almost promises I'll get bad indigestion, and so the earlier dinner is, the more time I'll have to get over it before going to bed.


 





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