It it fairly cloudy as I write this, and yet it still seems bright, but with no direct sunshine. There is a 47% chance of rain at midday, and it could rain. The whole day will be cloudy, and the afternoon may see a few hours of much thicker cloud, although no rain is forecast from those thicker, and darker clouds. The afternoon should still see 20° C, and that should feel OK. No need for long trousers yet ! Light cloud is forecast for tomorrow, but some sunny spells are shown. The worst chance of rain is shown at just 16%, and so it will most probably be a dry day. It will actually be a warmer day with 24° C by mid afternoon.

  Yesterday was good in places, and I don't think there were any actual bad bits. Apart from my walk to the pharmacy, and then Poundland, which I described yesterday, it was not a very productive day.

  At this point I will have to pause this writing  because I need to go and wash my hair, and have a shower prior to my appointment with the nurse at the group practice. She should be prescribing me the next dose up of Ozempic - the wonder weightloss drug that did almost work on one day, and after a shaky start, does seem to be controlling my blood glucose like Mounjaro did. If Ozempic did almost work as a weight loss drug (actually an appetite suppressant) on one day, I wonder if the next, slightly stronger dose, will work for two or more days ?

  Real time update: I have now washed my hair, and had a shower. I am also half dressed (I'll put a t-shirt on when I have brushed my teeth) and it is only 8:56am. I have almost half an hour before I have to walk to the pharmacy for my appointment.

  I've been back from the Group Practice long enough to have had some breakfast. The nurse is a lovely lady. When I mentioned that next week's Colonoscopy and Gastroscopy was one of the "joys" of old age she replied that I didn't look to be any older than she was. She admitted she was 58 years old, and to my eyes she looks as much as 10 years younger than that.

  Back to yesterday.....one good thing yesterday was discovering the true cause of my water leak in the bathroom that has sent enough water onto the kitchen ceiling that there is a bog blister in the paint on the ceiling. The root of the problem is the caulking, or whatever it's modern equivalent is, on the hot water tap on the bath. If you turn the tap fully on, and add another turn or two, water comes out from under the tap handle. My blobby work with silicone sealant stops that water running behind the bath, and down the wall, but just turning the tap on enough for full flow seems to stop or reduce any leakage. One day I may fit a new tap mechanism, but I think I have a long term temporary cure that is doing the job.

  I discovered the cause and bodged cure while doing the last rinses on the two hand towels I had been washing. Once they were washed the theory was that I could wash my hair to save time this morning, but I didn't. I am not sure why not. It can't have been because I was too busy, but maybe I was just feeling too relaxed and lazy in the early evening - the time I thought I would wash my hair.

  With my special low fibre diet, prior to my mega powerful laxative, prior to my colonoscopy, I am both using up any perishables in the fridge before Saturday when I start the diet, or I am just feasting because I can. last night's dinner was more terribly unhealthy (unless this a year with a W in it when animal fat is not considered bad) marinated pork belly strips with steak cut chips.

  I have decided those "steak cut" (aka very thick cut) chips are not that nice because they seem to use the wrong type of potatoes. I made sure they were better cooked than the previous night, and although I cooked them even longer than the recommended 20 minutes (unless I read that wrong) , they still seemed a bit underdone. I followed dinner with a couple of large plums for dessert.

  I didn't watch all the usual things on TV last night, and went to bed a bit earlier. I also did not read much. I think I was mindful that I needed extra time to get ready before my appointment with the nurse. My appointment was at 9:40am so in reality I had plenty of time to shower and wash my hair this morning. As far as I can remember, last night I neither slept well or slept badly. I think I may have got up to pee once, and I think I had some sort of dream, but it is now so late in the morning, and I have had so many distractions that any memories of any presumed dreams, have long flown to wherever dreams go to die.

  The two plums I had for dessert meant there was no hint of any constipation this morning. In fact I was slightly worried that I might need another visit to the toilet when I should have been walking up the road to the surgery. My weight was not as low as it should be, considering I was up to 2 kg lighter a month of so ago (for a few days), but at least it was 300gm less than yesterday morning.

  My blood glucose was pretty good this morning. The average of all three readings was 7.7mmol/l. The nurse said I should be aiming for something a little lower if I can, but maybe my next Ozempic injections, being the next strength up, may help.  My blood pressure was not bad for a morning when I was going to the surgery. That automatically makes it higher, but 144/82 on my first and only reading, was fairly mild on such a morning as this morning.

  I now feel I have done all I need to do, and while I might wash a few clothes, I might not. I could have a very lazy day instead. I feel the walk to the surgery and back was my exercise for the day (even if it was maybe a tenth of what would be ideal). Today I don't even care if I eat too much because on Saturday I will be on my low fibre diet, and that is also going to be modestly low calorie....maybe. In 6 and half days I have to fast for about 27 hours ! That would be OK if I wanted to do it, but is very annoying and unpleasant because I have to do it. I can't wait for my gastroscopy and colonoscopy to be over so I can feast on a takeaway once I am home again, and the following day drink lots of beer !!