09:24 BST

   Yesterday, as forecast, was a dull day - sometimes depressingly dull. I can't recall a single ray of sunshine breaking through the cloud. Like recent days, the afternoon still reached 17° C, and it was dry all day.   My weather stations, like the BBC and Met Office forecasts, predict sunshine, but I can see a single bit of blue sky yet. As I write this it is a dull as yesterday was, but maybe we will get some sunny spells before the morning is over, and from 2pm we may get the forecast full sunshine. It should be another dry day, despite the current cloud cover, but today's maximum temperature may only be 16° C. Apart from tomorrow possibly starting with mist, and the temperature only reaching a maximum of 17° C for a single hour, it may well seem to be exactly the same as today.

  Yesterday was not an exciting day. In fact I think I could describe it as quite dull. I think I accidently lied when I said I was fighting fit yesterday, or maybe that was before I had washed and dressed, and had time to stop and think about it. I actually felt a bit rough yesterday.

  Maybe it was the double portion of fried noodle flavour instant noodles that put the brake on my energy, although it was more than a lack of energy, and more like a feeling that I didn't want to use the energy I had. When I did use it there seemed enough for everyday purposes, and yet I still felt that sleeping all day would have been the best option. Oddly enough that may be closer to the truth for today for reasons I will come to further down the page.

  Once I had washed and dressed, which was passed midday if I recall correctly, it seemed like an exciting thing to go shopping in Aldi. Maybe it might have been if it were not such a grey day. It was not warm, but it was not cold either, and I didn't bother to put a coat on. I think I kept up a fair pace when walking to Aldi, but if I realised I was maybe trying to walk too fast I tended to try and slow down before I felt any bother from aches and pains.

  Apart from stuff I always buy from Aldi, like bottles of Diet Coke, I didn't really have a shopping list, and just walked around the store grabbing anything that looked good. To some extent I was looking for stuff that was low in sugar, and to a much lesser extent, low in calories too. Two exceptions to this were what I would have for my lunch later - a double club chicken sandwich, and a chicken tikka in a nan bread like wrap.

   With 8 litres = 8 kg (approx) in my rucksack alone, I had a fair weight of shopping to lug home. It was sort of odd - It did seem like hard work, and I didn't walk very fast, but somehow it didn't feel fatiguing. It was still nice to get home, and prepare for extreme laziness. After putting all my shopping away, I had my lunch, and then I laid down on my bed. I feel a bit hazy about the exact details, but... I know I was going to lay on my bed reading. I am sure I picked up my book, but I can't seem to recall actually reading. What I suspect happened was that I put the book straight down again, and then closed my eyes.

  Once again I have no idea if I snoozed for 10 seconds or slept for 3 hours. I think the likely truth is that I lay there with my eyes closed and I drifted into, and then out of sleep several times. I do remember opening my eyes to look at the clock, and then closing them again. The fact that I can't remember anything when I think I had my eyes closed suggests I was snoozing, and I would not dispute the idea that I was actually dreaming when I was checking the clock. The fact that I can't seem to recall any time I may have seen support the idea that it was dreams.

  I think it was as late as 4pm when I decided to get off my bed, and seek out a snack. It was a very naughty snack, but at least it was lightweight because it was cake - lightweight because cake is full of air, and so doesn't weigh much, but it still had a metric funny ton of calories and sugar in it. On the plus side it was delicious Angel cake. After that I didn't have to find more nothing to do before dinner time loomed.

   "Nothing to do" might actually have included doing a bit of washing up in the kitchen. I didn't include emptying the kitchen rubbish bin. The day before yesterday I was stinking when opened. It was the same yesterday, and this morning. I think it is one of my very few priorities for today some time (unless today mysteriously passes by without any cleaning action, although there may be some very special cleaning attempted).

  My dinner was just a ready meal for one - at least I hope it was for one because it was not terrible big, although having said that, it did include quite a lot of very dense rice. It was (I think) a Beef Stroganof - beef cooked in a creamy mushroom gravy/sauce. It was fairly nice, but nothing amazing, and while I may buy another one day, it was not exciting enough to go looking for it instead of just noticing it (and putting it in my shopping trolley).

  It seems to be a bad habit I have adopted, mostly this year, and it is to have a dessert after dinner. Yesterday's dessert could have been really nice, but it was spoiled by the diced nectarine, served with vanilla ice cream, was not fully ripe, and it was only one stop from being crunchy.

  I ate my dinner while watching the 6 O'clock News on BBC 1. From then on I watched TV until it was time for bed, or in some ways after it, 11pm ! It was the usual selection of Star Treks, QI and Have I Got News For You. All but Star Trek: Deep Space Nine were pretty mediocre, but Deep Space Nine was one of the better episodes. It featured Quark, the Ferengi bar owner attempting, and getting off with a good looking (for a Klingon) Klingon woman.

  When I went to bed at 11pm I thought I would fall asleep almost instantly, but I didn't because I did not feel good. It is hard to describe why I did not feel good. It was a selection of minor things making a bigger thing thing even worse. I could not seem to relax, but it is hard to say if it was because of some minor heartburn, and other aches, or if the minor heartburn and other aches were the result of not being able to fall asleep.

  I think that maybe I did fall asleep for perhaps half an hour, maybe even a bit longer, but that followed by a long period of insomnia. The heartburn seemed mild enough that I should have been able to sleep through it, but I got up and took a couple of Paracetamol tablets for some other aches, and then some antacid tablets. Neither worked perfectly, and I spent a couple of hours, reading technology news items on the internet waiting to feel better.

  One added complication was that it was not long before I felt like I was going to need the toilet. It may have been 2am when I passed a big poo. That did seem to cure some discomfort, including, and I have no idea how, the heartburn. Things got very vague after that, and I am sure some sleep was involved. I think it was another hour before I went to bed feeling like I was good enough for sleep, plus so tired that sleep was inevitable. I don't specifically remember sleeping, but suddenly it was 4:30am, and if I had been asleep, which seems most likely, I woke up because I needed a pee.

  I did get back to sleep, and I was surprised that it was only just after 8am when I woke up. I would not have been surprised if I had been well after 9am considering the sleep I seemed to have lost in the night. It was actually close to 9am before I felt I had rested enough - mostly laying on my bed, yawning, and quite possibly getting odd 5 minutes of sleep here and there.

  After another pee, but no poo after going in the early hours of last night, I weighed myself. I had put back on the 100gm I had last yesterday morning. I do seem to be stuck at a weight that is more than I was achieving while doing my personally invented diet before I started on Mounjaro. It is turning out to be not the miracle drug it was supposed to - except for how it is keeping my blood glucose nice and low. I have a feeling it may have been initially the result of making a substitute for insulin.

  This morning the Contour blood test meter read 7.1mmol/l, and that is pretty good. The GlucoRX meter read a very good 6.7mmol/l. I could have described that as really excellent, but in the last 2 or 3 weeks it has become no longer a rarity. The GlucoFix meter, once my savior when other meters read a lot higher, once again gave the highest reading, although in the long term scheme of things, 7.4mmol/l is still pretty  good. The cake, ice cream and nectarine (despite being unripe) did push up today's average to close to the highest average this month. Only two other days were a bit higher, but even those could be described as luxury compared to all other months so far this year.

  I have several plans for today, and I am unsure if I will try any other of them. The first plan is to wash my hair. I must admit that after my dizzy spell/vertigo/whatever the last time I washed my hair, when I ended up sitting on the floor while my head was spinning round, I am extremely wary about it happening again. Although I have had nothing to compare to that dizzy spell or a few other that had less impact, I still feel an occasional twinge. I think I am going to try and wash my hair. For the first time in maybe decades, I may omit the conditioner to make it quicker, and so less chance for a bad dizzy spell. Even if I do get as far as putting on Conditioner, I may rinse it off standing in the bath - assuming I feel I can stand up straight without falling over - which I have done with no problem the last few showers I have had.

  One thing I would like to do, but only on the assumption that the clouds will go away to leave a bright and sunny day, is to jump on a bus, and endure the long and tedious bus ride to Keston. On a calm and sunny day the trees there can show wonderful colours, and getting nice reflections on the ponds can be even more artistic (or something). Sadly it is very dull right now, and despite the assurances of the weather forecasts, I have gloomy doubts that there will be any good sunshine except too late to be useful.

  My fall back plans are to just put up with dirty hair, and to have a typical lazy day doing nothing of any interest to me or to you. Maybe I might possibly end up going for a walk in the park. The scenery is very poor compared to Keston, but in sunny spells, and even better, in full sunshine, it might be good to stretch my legs. I think I will have a lay down, and possibly a snooze before I attempt anything at all.