There might have been a short break in the sunny spells yesterday, but it was hardly noticeable. It was a dry day, and the temperature rose to a pleasant 23° C.
       

  The BBC forecast (above) and the Met Office forecast both say there should be sunny spells right now, but it seems very dull as I write this just before 6am. I can see several shades of grey when I look up at the sky, and I can also see some blue, but the biggest blue patch only looks big enough to poke my finger through. If the cloud does break up then we can look forward to a nice bright day, and the temperature hitting 26° C. Tomorrow could be even sunnier, and the temperature might even hit 30° C !
 
   Having written about my day up to just before yesterday's dinnertime, I only have to write about last night's evening, and of course my night. This morning I have started writing extra early because I woke up quite early, and got up because I have a lot to do before going to the surgery to see the nurse.

  Yesterday evening's entertainment was the same as the evening before - four episodes of Star Trek being shown on Sky Mix (on Freeview). One difference was that last night's episodes were a bit better that those the night before - but maybe only just ! I had planned that I would eat a very simple salad dinner while watching Star Trek at about 5.30pm, but a salad didn't seem to appeal.

  What I actually had for dinner was two cans of soup, both fortified with some croutons, and a sprinkle of hot pepper sauce. One can was a Tesco branded cream of mushroom soup. I can't recall having any mushroom soup for years, so it was extra pleasant. It also had quite a low sugar content, but not as low as the Tesco cream of chicken soup. That stuff has a very low sugar content. Sadly it didn't show up as that this morning.

  One reason for the soup was that I hoped it would not cause any acid indigestion, and maybe the salad would for some reason. The theory worked, and after spending some time in bed just reading, I turned over to go to sleep, and didn't suffer any chest pains. However, I didn't feel completely comfortable, and I finally got to sleep maybe half an hour, maybe even later then my intended time of 9pm.

  It was warm enough in my bedroom to kick the duvet aside for much of the night, but it was starting to feel a bit cool for the last few hours of sleep. Overall, I did seem to sleep well. I still got up 2 or 3 hours, and went for a pee, but I didn't seem to pee much. That suggested a nice low blood glucose level. I was fooled again !

  I can remember two dreams from last night. One was simple, and the other rather chaotic. The simple on was about being given, or finding, or just having a book simply called "Measurements". It was a sort of text book with descriptions of how many things are, or were measured. There were some nice drawings of how scientists of centuries ago measured some things.

  It wasn't all old stuff though. There was a description of how some scientists had used an "armpit laser" to do some sort of measuring. Unfortunately there was no description of what an armpit laser actually was. There was a hint that the original use was as a laser to do something to the armpit. The mind boggles !

  The other dream seemed to be set in a hybrid workplace of every place I have worked in. There were also people from all periods of my work history, plus people from a supermarket, although I can't recall why they were there. I seemed to be where I was because I was covering for staff who were on holiday, or had gone sick. Other staff were brought in because the existing staff were going on a "jolly" in the afternoon, and I was invited.

  The afternoon out involved a walk through what looked like Crystal Palace park when some of those going live streamed it. I said I couldn't go for two reasons. One was that my angina would limit how far I could walk, but I did say I might try it, but first I needed to shave. I seemed to have lots of very uneven beard. Part of the dream was trying to find a razor, and some shaving cream. The really weird thing is that it seemed like I was going to have that shave, if I found a razor and shaving cream, at my bench where there was no running water.

  That seemed like a good time to wake up, and upon seeing it was almost 6am, and I had wanted to be up early, I got up. Once I had gone for a pee (but sadly no poo) I weighed myself. It was something that I was sure the nurse is going to want me to do today, and so I took a picture of the nice clear digital display on my scales. Even without a poo it was rather good - a full 2kg lighter than the 1st January, and hopefully 3kg lighter than when the nurse last weighed me. It is not a lot, but at least it is something.

  I hoped my blood glucose readings would be impressively low this morning - they weren't ! The Contour meter read 8.3mmol/l, or 8.2mmol/l on a second attempt. The GlucoRX meter had a nice low reading, but I was still hoping for lower. it was 7.7mmol/l. Only the Sinocare meter gave a reading something like I hoped for. It was just 7.2mmol/l, but I was hoping at least one might be in the sixes.

  I seem to be making very good progress this morning. I have plenty of time to have a good shower, and than get dressed in shorts, t-shirt and a pair of light, slip on plimsolls. It hardly seems like shorts weather as I write this, but I do note that the clouds do seem to be breaking up. maybe in 90 minutes, when I walk to the surgery, I'll be walking in bright sunshine. Tomorrow I'll be able to have a good rant, or not, about this appointment with the nurse.