It was, and still is around 10° C, but it should warm to around 14° C this afternoon. First there will be sunny spells, and from 2pm there will be full sunshine until sunset (hopefully). By 9pm the temperature may have fallen to 9° C. From 11pm it may get misty, and from 1am this morning the temperature may be as low as 8° C. Tomorrow will start with mist, and it could hang around to as late as 11am. Tomorrow will be a very dull day with an afternoon high as low as 11° C - which sounds about right for the start of November.

  Yesterday was not quite as predicted, although two things I expected to happen did happen - one was good, and the other was bad, and the bad set the tone of the day.

  The first major event yesterday was the expected phone call from the Enterology (Gastroscopy and Colonoscopy) department at 9am. Once again I was talked into another attempt at giving me a Colonoscopy. In fact it was not exactly talked into it. The nurse spoke as if I should be looking forward to it. I am not, and not because if the procedure itself. It is all the preparation for it that is really tedious, and having done that, and arrived at the clinic, being told to report of A&E because my blood pressure was dangerously high. If this happens on the 9th of November, when my appointment is booked for, I will not waste my time and many doctors and nurses time by going to A&E, but will just walk home and recover there.

  The next major event yesterday was the delivery of my latest beer order at about 1pm. It is a bit annoying that one of the beer fridges has broken down, and it is going to mean juggling cans and bottles around to fit some of this latest order into a fridge to chill some cans and maybe some bottles, for Sunday's beer tasting sessions.

  I think I may have written it here - written about tragedies coming in threes. The first was the first call from the hospital saying the fools wanted another try at shoving a camera up my bottom. If it ever happens, I will be furious if it turns out I do not have polypts up my bottom. They only think there may be some there, and they base that on the supposed fact that many do have them there - living quite peacefully where the sun doesn't shine until they die of old age.

  The second tragedy was the small beer fridge breaking down. The third tragedy was a bit more spaced out. I think it was last Wednesday when I saw a large spider on the bathroom ceiling. The ceiling slopes to follow the contour of the lower roof, and the spider was in an easy to reach place. I tried to knock it down using a plastic jug that I hoped to catch it in. I didn't catch it, and it fell to the floor, and scuttled away into some dark corner before I could see where it went.

  For a few days I lived with the fear that it would re-appear at some inconvenient time - such as when sitting on the toilet, and unable to flee. Yesterday I saw what I am sure was the same spider on the wall outside the bathroom. It was at such a height that it was easy to lift my foot, sort of protected by a flip flop, to the same height, and let the spider kiss the sole of the flip flop. It didn't survive, but did leave a small stain on the wall that was easily wiped away by a few sheets of toilet paper, which I also used to scoop up the remains.

  In the words of The Who's "Boris The Spider":

 
   The rest of yesterday was mostly uneventful, apart from one thing. I can blame the call from the Colonoscopy nurse for making me feel very tired, and also rather ill. The feeling ill was a mixed load of symptoms, but stomach ache was one symptom. It may well have been that that inspired me to eat in a more careful manner. Also my high blood glucose yesterday morning was another inspiration.

  I didn't put that much effort into eating more carefully. I did definitely decide not to have any ice cream because the ice cream I currently have in the freezer most definitely has a very high sugar content. What I ended up eating was stuff I had bought in advance of having a strong intention to eat it as part of a "diet", but it still with that intention. My lunch was a couple of bread rolls with (alleged) spicy flavoured ready cooked, and sliced chicken. It made for a couple of fairly tasty rolls, but cheese might have been tastier. The main part of my dinner was two cans of soup - one was tomato and basil, and the other was Mulligatawny. Both were made by Heinz, and so they both had a higher sugar content than similar soup made by/for Tesco. I think I had something more solid too, but maybe I didn't because I can't seem to recall what it was if I did.

  Once upon a time I had intended to go to a gig last night, but eating dinner, even if it was a fairly light dinner, was the final nail in the coffin for that. Actually, I think I had probably decided I didn't want to go out much earlier than that, possibly even the day before yesterday. It being cold and dark, with a long journey on a slow bus getting there and back, seemed a good reason not to go.

  Instead of going out I watched some TV, and went to bed, initially to read, as early as about 9.30pm. Some gigs, although I think last nights was a 9pm start, start earlier than I was in bed last night. I can't be sure, but I may have been asleep by 10pm. I didn't sleep solidly last night. I most definitely remember getting up at approximately 3am and 4am to have a pee. I also had a dream that seemed to last a long time. A few minutes ago I could have described that dream in some detail, but now I am having difficulty trying to remember anything about it.......but bits are coming back to me now....

  The dream started off in a supermarket, and having remembered that, I can now remember enough to describe some of the dream. I was shopping with a female friend, but I can't picture who it was. It was probably Jodie. I had put a lot of stuff in my shopping trolley, and I suggested to my fried that she put anything she specifically wanted into the trolley as well. I would pay for it all, and later we would used the itemised till receipt to see how much she owed me.

  For some reason I thought it best if we scanned the barcodes of what we bought so there would be no ambiguity about what was on the till receipt. I have no idea how I got it but I had managed to download a staff version of a Tesco App onto my phone. It allowed the phone to be a bar code scanner, and it came with a database so that the result of the scanner was full information about the product.

  One item, that seemed to be a bangle or something, failed the scan. It came up with an error message saying the item should be violet. To my eye it looked grey, but I wondered if it would fluoresce violet under ultra violet light.  It did, and with the ultra violet light on the bar code scanner worked on it. That seemed to be the end of the dream - before working out how much cash I was owed had even been started to be calculated.

  This morning I had a fairly large pee, and with no sign of any poo on the way, I weighed myself. I had hoped for a small loss but my weight was identical to yesterday morning. A bit later, and fortunately before breakfast, I had another pee, and passed quite a small poo. After that I was happy that I seem to have lost 300gm since yesterday morning. I am now back to where I was before I went into hospital on the 9th (the last time I was assessed for a Colonoscopy, and my blood pressure was found to be dangerously high).

  When I came out of hospital, after doing my best attempt at dieting on hospital food, I was a fair bit lighter, but my blood glucose was very dangerously high. Since then my weight changed a lot - mostly upwards, but it was up and down almost randomly. I seem to have spent this month gradually getting it back under control, and very, very, very slowly lower.

  My blood glucose was good and bad this morning. Yesterday it was quite high, but this morning it is about high-normal. I had hoped that avoiding the ice cream I know to be a bit naughty, I might have had an even lower readings. The average of all there readings was 8.63mmol/l, and that is considered quite good enough, although I am generally aiming for something closer to 7.5mmol/l or less !

  This morning my blood pressure was very slightly high, and the reason was simple - I needed a pee. Not the sort of need that meant rushing to the toilet, but just a tickle to remind me to go when I have a minute spare. I have now had a pee, and tried again. Now down from 133/73 to 123/76. Some say that the 133/73 was quite good enough, and even expected for a man of my age.

  I have no specific plans for today. I think there is a gig I could go to this evening, but I think it is Halloween themed, and I am ignoring Halloween now and forever.  Plus the chances of me going out in the evening seemed to have faded to near zero. I think I intend to go for a quick walk in the park. I should have gone yesterday to visit the Enterology department to pick up my Plenvu (super mega laxative and bowel cleanser), but it ended up clashing with my beer delivery, plus I really did not feel like a walk of any length for any reason. I am not sure if I even feel like it today, but I think I will still prepare for it even if it does not happen. Other than that I shall continue my practice to increase be lazy to new, never before achieved, heights of lazyness !