11:03 GMT
The
weather forecast said yesterday
would feature non stop rain, but I
am sure there were periods when it
stopped, and the road outside
started to dry. It was a quite
cool day with the temperature
forecast to be just 11° C nearly
all day, but my thermometers said
the day started at 13° C, and it
may well have risen a few degrees
from there.
Despite the forecast saying
drizzle all morning, it is currently
dry, and the road and pavements
outside are starting to look dry. It
is also currently 11° C, 2° C higher
than the forecast says it should be.
Of course it still feels quite chilly.
The sky is looking rather dull, but I
am not sure if it will rain or drizzle
as per the forecast. By 2pm it should
"officially" be dry, and then the
temperature starts to drop. It looks
like it could be a cold night at just
7° C, but there is worse to come in a
few more days. It is worth noting that
although the forecast shows no rain
after 2pm, it still shows a small
chance of rain ranging from 29% down
to 14%. Tomorrow should start dry, but
at 6am the temperature could be just
6° C. With a bit of wind chill it
could feel as low as 3° C. If it were
really as low as 3° C it would be cold
enough for sleet and snow. That could
be a reality on Thursday 20th !
This morning I had a technical
accident, and I am having to write
this all over again - or try to. I
doubt this will say word for word of
my original version, but the important
bits will be the same.
One very important thing
happened yesterday morning. I listened
again to an audio message from
Patricia, and found I had been
mistaken about when I will see her
next. I thought it could have been as
early as yesterday, but she is wisely
travelling by non weekend rail from
where she has been staying near the
south coast. Weekend rain travel can
always be a bit of a gamble because
that is when most engineering work
takes place. The earliest I may see
Patricia is tomorrow.
Having checked and found her
approximate travel plans I new I could
be as lazy as I liked yesterday
morning, and after I finished writing
I laid on my bed to read and snooze. I
can't recall which came next. It might
have been lunch first, but more likely
I would have washed my hair first so I
didn't have to bend over the bathtub
with a full belly. I can't quite
remember why, but it seemed logical at
the time, but I didn't bother having a
shower.
I think I knew that it
wouldn't matter if I was clean if I
went out for a sweaty walk in the
park. I did have a mild desire to walk
through the park to see what the river
was doing after all the recent rain. I
doubt I would have done it fast enough
to work up a sweat, although I might
have had to do it in one of my hooded
rain coats, and it can get quite warm
wearing one of those. In the end I
didn't bother going out because I
seemed too busy - even if I have
nothing to show for all I was supposed
to be doing. Actually, with hindsight,
I was busy doing nothing.
I did so much nothing that
before long it seemed time for dinner.
My lunch was not particularly light.
It was half a medium big bag of
crisps, and I think I then finished
off that truly delicious chocolate and
orange flavoured ice cream. That stuff
is dangerously addictive, and each of
the few portions I ate was quite a
large portion. it was a 500mg tub, and
instead of 4 or 5 light portions, I
barely 3 or 4 servings from the pot.
My dinner was....errr...I'm not
sure if it was good or bad. It was bad
that I didn't have a selection of
vegetables with it. It was pork/ham
shanks (just two of them) with a
mustard sauce. I find it hard to
believe it would ever have served more
than two people, even with a full
supporting cast of vegetable. I just
ate the whole lot with no vegetables
at all. I expected it to be really
nice, but I almost didn't like it. I
thought that after the two rib bones
were subtracted from it there was not
a hug amount of meat left.
I followed it by a dessert of
cake, but with no more ice cream
(although I did have two different ice
cream flavours in the freezer that I
could have had -
maybe I felt
I had already eaten enough ice cream
for the day). Te TV schedules were all
different last night (because it was a
Saturday). I managed to find stuff to
watch, and some of it was fairly
reasonable. I think that I went to bed
at 11pm again. That is becoming a bad
habit.
I did not feel comfortable when
I went to bed. I thought it prudent to
have a couple of Gaviscon tablets to
ward off possible heartburn. More
immediately significant was a possible
feeling that I was going to spend the
first hour or more sitting on the
toilet, but it seemed like it was just
gas. I was probably asleep by, or soon
after midnight. I think I can remember
getting up at least once, maybe twice,
in the night to pee, but it was an
otherwise uneventful night.
I did not get up very early,
and by my intended standards, which
might only be standard for when the
days are longer, it could be described
as late. It was certainly daylight
outside - albeit a rather dull grey
daylight. I went for my first pee of
the morning, and it didn't seem to be
a very big pee. I can't seem to
remember if I did have a poo, or
whether I just thought I should have a
poo. Maybe I did a little later, and
in time for weighing myself.
This morning my weight has not
changed much.....oops, I was comparing
it to the day before yesterday. My
weight yesterday was lower than the
last few previous days, and it means
that this morning I was actually a
terrible 800gm more than
yesterday. I blame it on a lack
of peeing, and that might, and for
once maybe did indicate my blood
glucose level was a bit lower.
The Contour meter read
7.5mmol/l, and that is spot on my
personal target, although I was
supposed to be dropping my target to
6.5mmol/l as soon as it seemed
realistic that I might manage it now
and then. The GlucoRX meter read a
rather good 6.3mmol/l, and if I had
changed my target it would actually be
under my new target. The GlucoFix
meter also read 7.5mmol/l, and once
again spot on my old target. The
average of all three readings was
7.1mmol/l, and that is below the
average of all meters so far this
month. I think that the Mounjaro is
working wonders on my blood glucose
even if it continues to do nothing
about my weight.
Today there are no trains
between Hayes and Lewisham, and I
wondered if Jodie was going to come
over for a beer drinking session
today. I sent her a message a bit
earlier, and she has replied to say
she will get the 54 bus here. That
means I had better have a shower
today. I doubt I will have time, let
alone the inclination to go and see
what the river is like as it flows
through the park, but I suppose it
could still happen.
1,322 words
today.