I think I can describe yesterday as a good day - mostly because I did a few useful things, and the bright sunshine was very uplifting.

  I had what could best be described as a relaxing morning yesterday. It could also be described as lazy, but relaxing sounds better. The fact is that the first important thing was to go to the pharmacy to collect my latest prescription - Mounjaro prescribed by the nurse the previous day. The pharmacy doesn't keep it in stock, and it always has to be ordered. The pharmacy said it would be safest to check it had been delivered, and to collect it just after midday. I aimed for 1pm.

  I had plenty of time for a shower in the morning, and after that I put the bath towel I had dried myself in to soak in Bio detergent. I could just about detect that it would go smelly if I tried to use the towel for one more day. With the towel soaking I got myself dressed, and ready to go out. It was not that warm, and if it had been windy, the 11 or 12° C might have felt chilly, but I thought I could get away with shorts in the sunshine (except a lot of my walk would be in the shade).

  I found myself walking too fast to the pharmacy, but I couldn't seem to stop myself doing it. My chest felt fine, although I was breathing slightly heavily (but a long, long way from gasping). My chest might have been OK, but once again my ankles started to complain a lot. I was so very glad to stop walking for 5 minutes when I reached the pharmacy. My knees did very gently complain, but they seem to have improved a lot lately. Hopefully my ankles will also improve as I strengthen all the muscles used for walking.

  I had about a 3 minute wait in the pharmacy, and if anything I would have been happier if it was a longer wait to let my ankles rest. After that wait I was presented with my now Mounjaro pen, and also two boxes of Omeprazole. That latter drug controls stomach acid, and prevents heartburn when I eat some types of food.I had mentioned that I had just about run out, and I was only expecting one box to tide me over until I ask for my next repeat prescription - possibly in about a weeks time.

  After the pharmacy I took a walk to the Pound Shop (or Poundland). I managed to force myself to walk slower, but every time my concentration slipped I would speed up. The walk to Poundland is probably a similar distance as home to the Pharmacy, but the pain from my ankles was so much less than it seemed to fade in seconds once I got to the shop. There was one single thing I wanted from Poundland, and that was a new pair of flip flops.

  My current selection of flip flops (which I use as house slippers) are getting very much worn out and most are now uncomfortable. A new pair was very much desired, and if they had two pairs of Large size I would have bought two, but they only had one, and so I bought just the one. They are a slightly different design in so much as they use broad straps across the foot (but in the typical flip flops formation - they were not "sliders". They seem to be for Africans).

  The flip flops were £5 (not one pound !), but of course I could not get out of the shop with just a single item. I bought a few other things - mostly snacks, and that took my bill up to £12. I did have a look at what Amazon offered in the flip flop range, and was a bit shocked. What I paid in Poundland, £5, was cheap compared to anything Amazon offered. They had flip flops at up to £35 - which seemed ludicrous for such a simple bit of footwear. I am not sure the cheapest was less than £5.50 ! I shall order a couple of the cheapest from Amazon because I like a bit of variety, and as back up in case any pair breaks.

  One thing I did buy from Poundland was two £1 packs of sub rolls. They were described as "long life" and alleged to have been made in France (unless I misread "French style). When I got home I had one with butter and cheese, and it seemed very nice indeed. I must admit I expected food from Poundland to be old and stale and made with road sweepings and gravel, but it was so good that I will make it a habit to buy more the next time I am in Poundland. I am unsure how long "Long Life" actually is, but it would seem to be handy to keep a few in the fridge for those odd times when a roll seems like a good thing.

  Of course at the moment, cheese rolls are mostly what I am eating as part of my low fibre diet - as requested demanded by the hospital endoscopy department. It is lucky that ice cream is also listed as low fibre in the information leaflet. Some ice cream is extra nice at the moment when compared to cheese rolls. I had intended to go to Tesco to get more plain cooked chicken to use in rolls as an alternative to cheese, but having been out once, I could not raise the enthusiasm to go out a second time.

  I had to herd my enthusiasm towards finishing washing the bath towel before I ended up having to finish the job in a panic this morning - as has happened too many times before. I think that towel needed about 10 rinses, and I did have a break between them, but I got the job done before the evening had started. I gave the towel a very aggressive wringing out at the end, and hung it on the big clothes horse. I decided not to use the fan heater to speed up the drying, but I did have a desk fan blowing at it. It was perfectly dry this morning.

  Apart from finishing washing the towel, I did almost nothing for the rest of the afternoon and evening. I suppose reading my latest book, a collection of short Sci Fi stories is more than nothing, and so was making up two more cheese rolls for my dinner. I was going to not have any ice cream afterwards, but my will power failed, and I did have a portion of ice cream as a sort of dessert after my two cheese rolls.

  My evening was a very typical evening with one tiny difference. Last night I found myself watching Have I Got News For You. More often I go to bed after watching QI, which finishes at 10pm, but I stayed up to watch Have I Got News For You which finishes at 11pm. I can't be sure, but I think I was probably fast asleep by about 10 past 11pm. Apart from the usual waking up for a pee (maybe three times last night) I seemed to sleep quite well.

  I did have two dreams, although one may have been part dream, and part thinking about the dream in a half wake state. That dream was about me setting up a few small pullies, and some cord so I could open and draw my bedroom curtains with just a pull on a cord. During the dream it had a sort of feeling of novelty about it - almost like I had invented it. In the cold light of day it is hardly a new invention, and such set ups have been around for centuries !

  The other dream seemed to be very brief, but it might just be that I only remember a tiny bit of it. I dreamed I was on a bus heading towards Forest Hill. I seemed to think I might be going to a party, but it could equally have been going to meet some friends in a pub, or even going to work. The bus ride was so uneventful that I can only remember getting on the bus, and getting off again in Forest Hill (just around the corner from where I once worked).

  When I got off the bus I knew I had to make a detour to a sweet shop to hopefully buy either/or a box of matches or a cheap lighter. The implication was they were to light cigarettes, but as far as I was aware I had no cigarettes with me, and I wasn't planning on buying any. I guess it was a sort of flash back to the days when before going out I would check I had my keys, wallet, cigarettes and lighter. Now it is just keys and wallet, plus mobile phone !

  As expected when on a low fibre diet, I didn't have a poo yesterday, and this morning I felt rather constipated. Fortunately I didn't stay constipated for long, and passed an "economy sized" poo. It was quite an uncomfortable process ! After that, and a little bit of extra pee, I weighed myself for the second time this morning, and that showed I had put on 300gm since yesterday morning. That can partly be explained by having a few small non low fibre, but high calorie snacks.

  My blood glucose was slightly up this morning (thanks to those sweet high calorie snacks), but still very acceptable, and possibly even "good". The average of all three readings was 6.9mmol/l up from 6.43mmol/l yesterday. I regard any reading starting with a 6 is very good. Fives are better, but very rare. My blood pressure was very typical at 119/50, although my pulse rate was a bit high at 66, and that is not very high. It can probably be attributed to needing a pee while I took the reading.

  Today ends my low fibre diet. From 1pm I have to starve until my Colonoscopy is finished - probably around 4pm tomorrow. Tomorrow evening I intend to order a huge unhealthy takeaway - either pizza or kebabs. Before that there is the unpleasantness of of the super laxative. At 7pm I have to take the first dose. I expect to be awake half the night with extreme diarrhoea. The laxative does more than just help shift things along - it is literally designed to wash the intestines out. If that was not bad enough I have to take another dose at 6am tomorrow morning. I just hope I can walk to the hospital tomorrow without having to clench my buttocks all the way there !

  I did have a mad idea that I would go to The Jolly Farmers today to have a Guinness and tell Ayse, my favourite barmaid, all my latest unpleasant medical news. I have no ruled that out for two reasons. One is that I can't eat after 1pm today, and a walk through the park, and some booze would make me feel ravenously hungry when I got home. The other good reason not to go is that I am expecting possibly two parcel deliveries today (although that will probably come at the same time). Those parcels include a few firewire leads plus two Spike Milligan books. One is the 7th part of his war memoirs. It deals with the time when he is demobilised and returns to England. The other is a book I had not heard of before, and is called "Milligan's meaning of Life". I can only imagine it will be bother silly and humorous, but also quite serious when dealing with his periods of depression. Of course this is just a guess and I could easily be wrong.