08:50 GMT
If it
were 3 or 4 degrees warmer,
yesterday might have been a nice
day. There were some sunny spells
in the morning, but a high of 11°
C was just a bit too low to be
comfortable. The afternoon and
through the evening was dry, but
it was cloudy enough to not let
through a single ray of sunshine.
There are gaps in the cloud
this morning, and the sun is trying to
shine. We have had a 24 second sunny
spell this morning, That may be the
last time we see the sun today. The
whole day is forecast as cloudy, and
there could be some rain - drizzle at
11a and light rain at 1 and 2pm. The
afternoon should see 12° C, but it is
looking like it could be a cold night.
Tomorrow it could be cold enough for a
frost, although the current forecast
says no lower than 4° C. Full sunshine
for all daylight hours are forecast
for tomorrow, but the temperature may
only peak at 10° C for one single hour
at 2pm.
After my poor sleep the night
before, I did not start yesterday
feeling good, but things improved
during the day, and I guess I would
rate yesterday as a semi-good day.
I didn't write all that much
yesterday, but it seemed to be quite
late when I finished, and that was
after making a modestly early start.
One of the things I know I had to do
was to have a shower because I would
have visitors later. After that I
didn't feel I had time to go to the
shops - I might have gone to Tesco,
and I still wanted to go to Savers and
Poundstretcher (and still do).
All I managed to do was to do
the washing up in the kitchen sink,
and to wash and polish the beer
glasses for the afternoon's boozing. I
must admit I had to force myself to do
it because I was still getting urges
to lie down and have a snooze. Once
that was done I had some lunch. It was
the onion bahjis and jalapeño bites I
had almost cremated the day before.
They were both rather dry, but not
actually burnt, although those bahjis
were very crispy - hard and crispy.
There was still about an hour
before the earliest Jodie might
arrive, and I did allow myself a lie
down. I also allowed myself to close
my eyes, but I don't think I fell
asleep. I first heard from Jodie when
she sent me a text message to say she
was about to go into Aldi, and was
there anything I needed. There were
quite a few things I needed, nut not
desperately, and I don't think Jodie
would have been capable of carrying
them. I said no thank you.
If Jodie was going in Aldi it
probably meant she got the bus here,
and that would have meant she missed
the train again. Now I happen to know
that the trains were running on time
to their normal destination. For Jodie
to miss a train again it must mean she
still thinks they are running to the
summer timetable, and/or she has
forgotten the times change a bit in
the leaf falls season. There is also a
possibility that she has grown to like
the bus ride - which is weird to my
thinking.
Once I knew that Jodie was just
down the road I sent a text message to
Michael to say we would soon be
drinking. Michael does not seem to
know what an open invitation is, and
unless I invite him every week I don't
think he would join us. He has his
wife to attend to at the start of the
afternoon, and as usual he did not get
here until almost 5pm. By at least
4pm, but possibly not that long after
3pm, Jodie was opening our first
bottle of beer - a Christmas beer that
was nice and spicy.
Just for a change, Jodie was
semi talkative for a while, but as
usual, disappeared into her phone
after half an hour or so. She had
brought a spare copy of The Metro for
me, and I started reading that, and
hardly a word was spoken until it was
time to select another beer. Later on
when Michael joined us there was talk
non stop, and most of it was said by
Michael. he really needs others to
talk to because he gets very little
pleasant talk from his dementia
suffering wife.
Most beers we had were average,
but a few were better than that. We
finished the session with a few tots
of spiced rum. Jodie left first
because she had a train to catch.
Michael stayed another 15 minutes or
so to finish his drink. That was a
handy 15 minutes because I had
forgotten to put my dinner in the oven
early enough. It was just about ready
when Michael staggered home, or
pretended to while say we had got him
drunk again !
The main bit of my dinner was
another pack of "boneless BBQ beef
ribs". I like the last one so much I
bought another. it was delicious again
last night, and this time I
accompanied it with some mini stuffed
half potatoes with skins. They were
stuffed with cheese and herbs
(although the herbs didn't seem to be
a prominent taste). I followed that
with rather more caramel ice cream
than intended - one of the dangers of
eating something delicious after
boozing.
I expected that I would not
feel good after that fairly big (but
not huge) dinner. Fortunately I seemed
to feel almost OK. I did have a couple
of antacid tablets at the very first
hint of any heartburn starting. It
didn't, and maybe it would not have
anyway, but better safe than sorry. I
watched a few hours of TV before
attempting to go to sleep, and that
gave extra time for the food to settle
down.
I can't recall having any
difficulty getting to sleep, and I
think I feel asleep quite quickly once
I turned the lights off. I was very
surprised my sleep wasn't interrupted
by the need to get up and pee more
than a couple of times. I expected
that the beer would be one reason for
getting up more often, and that would
be further enhanced by the sugar in
the excess of ice cream I ate.
I know I had a couple of
dreams, and I am annoyed I can
remember almost nothing about
them.....although some bits seem to be
coming back to me as I write these
very words. One dream I would have
like to remember more of was a dream
that featured a very pleasant young
woman. All I remember is that she had
a coat on, maybe something like a
windcheater, and it was a sort of
khaki colour (but not in camouflage
colours). I seemed to think I had met
her one before, possibly in a now
completely forgotten dream, and I also
felt there was some sort of spark
between us, and it could have lead on
to very pleasant things if only the
dream had lasted another half hour or
something.
The second dream I can remember
in more detail, but not the full
story. In the dream I had bought a new
"house", and it seemed like I had
bought it cash somehow. It was not
exactly a house even if that is what I
thought it would end up being. It was
a disused shop with a 4 storey storage
and office block at the back. I
imagined I could use the shop area as
a double garage and workshop. The 4
storey block I would convert to normal
house rooms - kitchen, dining room,
bedrooms and bathrooms. In the dream I
only saw it from an elevated position
from across the road, and most of the
dream was about imagining how I would
change it for my own uses.
This morning I got up a bit
early (but not much) because I needed
the toilet - both pee and what was
quite a fair, albeit runny, poo. After
that I seemed to have put on 100gm of
weight. That was not surprising after
the beer and big dinner. before I had
any breakfast I went for another
slightly bigger pee. I weighed myself
again, and this time it showed I had
actually managed to lose 200gm - not a
lot but any loss is welcome.
My blood glucose meters said my
blood glucose was good but not great.
The Contour meter read 6.8mmol/l. The
GlucoRX meter read 6.3mmol/l. The
GlucoFix meter read the 6.7mmol/l.
Sadly I didn't get any fives, but
these sixes (and a bit) I usually
regard as pretty good, and maybe even
better than that considering I almost
ate a whole tub of ice cream. In fact
it is another Mounjaro miracle that
the readings were so low.
My other major health reading
is my blood pressure. This morning it
was 110/54, and that is fairly good,
but I think my pulse rate at 65 bpm is
a bit high considering I was trying to
be very relaxed. I suspect it is my
faulty heart valve that has a big
influence on my pulse rate and my
diastolic pressure, but I am unsure in
what direction. Comparing today with
the readings I was getting at the
start of this year, in January, the
systolic pressure has not changed
much, but the diastolic pressure was
generally lower in January, and my
pulse rate was also a little slower
then.
There are two important things
on the agenda today. The first is to
pay another visit to the pharmacy and
see if they have been able to complete
my repeat prescription. I think I had
better take a list of what they did
give me on Wednesday and what I need
to complete things today. There is not
urgent rush for it because I still
have at least 2 doses left of my
current drugs, but I would like to get
it this morning if I can.
The other thing for today is
that I am expecting my first beer
delivery, from
Left
Field Beers at approximately
2.30pm today. My second beer delivery
should be from Beer Merchants (dot
com), but they haven't even
acknowledged my order yet. I did log
into their website a day ago, and my
order was listed as "processing".
Normally they are very quick, but I
guess it is the Xmas rush. I will
check their website later today, and
see if there is any progress, and also
to make sure they have my right email
address.
After my visit to the pharmacy,
and receipt of my beers I can sink
back into glorious laziness for the
rest of the day. I very much doubt I
will want to go to any shops (like
Savers and/or Poundstretcher), but I
might wash a single t-shirt so I can
wear it tomorrow. Tomorrow I wil need
all my willpower to go out in the
evening on maybe 2 buses, carrying my
heavy Nikon camera to catch some snaps
of The Life Of Brian playing in The
British Oak on the borders of
Blackheath and Charlton.
1,900 words today.