Yesterday was not a good day. The aftermath of my gut upset, and it's many visits to the toilet that did not finish until "well after midnight" as I wrote yesterday (maybe as late as 2am), left me feeling tired and irritable.

  I could add still feeling ill to "tired and irritable". With hindsight I am not sure I can blame all of it on the laxatives I had taken. Of course they could have made worse what was actually a genuine stomach upset. It certainly felt like I was recovering from more than just a lot of pooing. I spent much f the morning, and even a fair bit of the afternoon laying on my bed, and snoozing whenever I felt like it.

  In such a condition I had no inclination to go for a walk in the warm sunshine to The Jolly Farmers. I was still getting a feeling that the right trigger could make me throw up, and I think a couple of pints of Guinness would have been such a trigger. It was annoying to miss my usual Wednesday lunchtime in the pub, but I feel sure it was the correct decision.

  One thing I tried to do yesterday was to try and fast as much as I could. Technically I did  only eat quite small quantities. As I wrote yesterday, I did eat a slightly spicy wrap for a late breakfast. It didn't seem to do much harm, but maybe it made the feeling I might throw up a bit closer to reality. On the other hand the empty feeling I had was not very pleasant either. Maybe a dry cheese sandwich might have been better, but I'll never know now.

  I think I skipped lunch, or if I didn't it might have been a biscuit or something. I think it was dinner time when I had a very small ham, potato and egg salad with a tiny dollop of coleslaw. I dared to have some plain vanilla ice cream for dessert, and stayed well clear of any cake. If anything it reduced further the already much diminished feeling that I might throw up, but I was doing a lot of burping after.

  I am wondering if this feeling like I might throw up is because my stomach is taking a long time to empty, and it turn that is being caused by my Mounjaro injections. It is supposed to make the stomach empty slowly to make you feel fuller. This is how it is supposed to work as a weight loss medicine. In that sense it is sort of working. I did not want to eat too much, but it is a rotten feeling rather than a nice "full" feeling.

  During the evening I still felt like laying down and just reading, but I watched some TV instead. When that got boring I did go to bed and read for a while. I thought I would read for much later than I did because after so much sleep in the day I did not expect to get to sleep very easily. In fact I did seem to fall asleep quite quickly once I put the book down and turned out the light.

  As far as I know, or can remember, I slept almost normally last night. Maybe that was another clue that my ordeal the night before was more than the effect of laxatives. I must admit I can't remember anything that might have caused a stomach upset, but the evidence is building up that maybe I did. Perhaps without the laxatives it would have been a more minor ordeal.

  The book I was reading last night was the third of Spike Milligan's war memories. It was never obvious in his later stuff that he was a very randy man. Of course much of his later radio and TV stuff was for the BBC and probably not the place for recounting his exploits with quite an assortment of woman in his younger years. I mention this because it inspired at least one dream last night. It was set in modern time, and my character was heavily influenced by reading of Milligan's exploits.

  I had this dream where I had met a woman I fancied while on holiday. The evening ended with us going to hotel rooms in two high rise hotels, and we could see each other from the windows - but only after we were in touch by mobile phone, and arranged to flash the lights to draw attention to which rooms we were in. I claimed to be standing by the window start naked, but because I could only be seen from the waist upwards because of the height of the window, I was actually only topless. I said to the woman (In don't think she had a name in the dream) that she could strip off and let me see her breasts - she did ! I complimented her on how lovely she was, and sort of arranged that we should do this in the same room sometime soon. Of course the dream soon faded out, and that was that.

  I did have another dream, but this one involved Angela. There was some cuddling, but nothing else. It was still a very nice dream though. That one probably fades out because I woke up as if to get up. It seemed to early to do that, but I did go for a small pee - and no poo, but this morning it didn't feel like I should have had a poo. That was obviously thanks to two things - one was the mega clear out the previous night, and secondly because I had not eaten much.

  I was a little peeved that I didn't pee more in the night, but I knew one reason, and it was because I had run out of diuretic tablets. The other reason was also to do with not eating much - I had three very good blood glucose readings. They were 6.6, 6.8, and 6.8 mmol/l. That is very low for me, but typical for a non diabetic. Sadly I did not lose much weight since yesterday - just 200gm. That was a bit surprising and a bit annoying. I might have hoped for more.

  This morning I feel fairly good, but not wonderful. I have had some breakfast of just a single small pack of instant noodles. They seemed to go down well, and I have had no negative feelings since eating them - except for a very small hint that I might have a poo before the morning is over.

  Today is lovely and sunny, and ideal for a walk in the park, but I don't think I have the time to go for one. At 11.30 this morning I am expecting a call from the hospital endoscopy department. It is a pre-assessment for my Colonoscopy next week. Much of it will be laying down the law about what and when to eat, plus how to prepare and when to take the mega laxative they will be sending me (presumably in the post, or maybe I will have to collect it from somewhere).

  It will be a good time to ask about the low fibre diet I am supposed to be on for 4 days before the colonoscopy (camera on a tube up the bottom !). I know that if I omit fibre from my diet I can get very constipated, and if that is the case on the morning of my colonoscopy they will have to get a Black & Decker drill to drill access for the camera ! I am really not looking forward to this, and it is mostly the preparation that will be annoying. The actual procedure may be a bit uncomfortable, and quite undignified, but it will be easy compared to the gastric endoscopy I endured without sedation.

  Later on this afternoon, being a Thursday, I will be busy with another beer tasting session with Jodie, and usually Michael, and sometimes others join in. Before that I will have to do the usual washing up, including cleaning and polishing the beer glasses. It is a shame that I will miss walking in what could feel like hot sunshine today.