This morning started with a clear sky, sunshine and some patches of frost. The sunshine should have turned to sunny spells by now, but the cloud seems broken enough that a sunny spell seems to be able to last a long time (so far this morning). We may well lose even any sunny spells by 11am, but they may resume at 6pm until sunset. The afternoon is going to be dull, but it should reach 15° C, and with wind from the west, usually a warm direction, it may feel as pleasant as can be under a miserable grey sky. Tonight will not be as cold as last night. Tomorrow may start at 9° C, and possibly with a short sunny spell. Most of tomorrow will feature light showers, and the afternoon temperature may not rise above 13° C, and then only for an hour or two.

  Yesterday started off moderately good, despite the dull weather and the correct threat of rain. The day, if 3am this morning counts as the end of today, ended up very badly. The middle of all that was often not too bad, and maybe even slightly good (in a way).

  I said I did not feel all that wonderful yesterday morning, and that was despite the bits of my health I can measure didn't show anything terrible. In fact it was probably all in the mind - a dull morning can make me feel that way, and the threat of rain just adds to it all.

  While I didn't feel that good, I didn't think I felt so bad that I couldn't go out to get some shopping. It is a bad, maybe even disastrous thing that I am not sure if I had a shower, or washed my hair yesterday morning. I think I did have a shower, but I probably didn't wash my hair.......although......maybe I am getting some feint snippets of memory to say I did. I am beginning to get a foggy memory of washing my hair, but a far firmer memory of drying my hair. Anyway....

  I decided I was going to go out shopping, and not only that, but I was going to go for a hat trick (if that is the correct expression - I think it is s sporting term, but I know more about the dark side of the moon than sports). I loaded up with bags to go to three shops. The first was Savers. I topped my supplies of a few vitamins and medicines. I then went to Poundstretcher where I bought some disposable paper plates (always handy when feeling lazy). I also bought a few other odds and sods.

  After Poundstretcher I went into Tesco. I started out with the basic intention of getting some soft Deli Rolls, plus some meat to put in them, but of course I bought more than that. I bought some ready made sandwiches, and some mint ice cream (Tesco own brand ice cream seems to be mostly safe, the same as Aldi own brand ice cream, and quite, quite different to naughty Walls sugar plus syrup, and maybe some other flavour, ice cream).

  I took the precaution of wearing long trousers (jeans) and a coat because apart from the light rain, it seemed quite chilly out. The long trousers, instead of the shorts I was wearing until spring turned back into winter instead of summer, were pleasantly warm. They gave me an idea for something I would do after I had got home, and had a couple of wraps for my breakfast/lunch.

  When it is warm and sunny, and preferably hot and sunny, I enjoy wearing shorts, and unless it is really steaming, and I not going far, I wear a pair of "cargo shorts". When it is really, really hot I will dare to wear a more skimpy pair of shorts. It probably looks stupid or offensive, but it for my comfort, and everyone can look away if they don't like the sight of my naked knees !

  The great thing about "cargo shorts" is the extra pockets. It has not been all that long since I really started to appreciate those extra pockets for carrying a spare phone for tracking my walks, plus a pocket sized camera, a pen for crosswords, and maybe a tube of sugar free mints. Those pockets are also handy for temporary things like camera lens caps, and even smaller lenses when I am doing some more important photography.

  I decided that now it was almost winter again, it would be great to have some full length trousers with extra pockets. I had a look on Amazon and found a couple of pairs that looked like they may be OK. The catch with one of them, and possible both, is that they are made in Pakistan. That is fine except that usually means they can be anything up to 99 sizes too small for western rotundity. I ordered two different types in the hope that one would fit. Maybe it could be the trigger to try and do some real weightloss instead of the weightloss that doesn't seem to happen, and often seems to be weight gain when taking Mounjaro - the alleged wonder weightloss drug.

  One of those pairs of cargo trousers should be delivered today. Those rotten b'stads at Amazon didn't off free delivery on a couple of items, and instead of cancelling the order in protest, as I have done a few times in the past, I coughed up £4.99 for next day delivery. The trousers were about £15 a pair, and that seemed cheap enough that I couldn't be bothered to get angry about the fast delivery fee.

  After spending a bit of time ordering stuff from Amazon, I didn't do much at all. I read for a while, and I am sure I had a snooze, but little else. With hindsight it may have been a bad idea because it may have been the trigger for some problems much later on. I probably did feel some mild symptoms of what was to come later.

  The next big event after the afternoon was dinner. It was definitely time to eat the mashed sweet potato with baked beans and cheese that I was going to eat after Sunday night's beer session (which was cancelled because Jodie was ill). It was quite filling, but I hoped it would have some health benefits - and eventually it did, but maybe it had some negative effects first.

  Before eating it I had some very vague funny feelings from my chest. Some were similar to what I felt for a day or two after my new heart valve had been fitted. I guess it could be described as like a mildly bruised heart, although it was far more both subtle and complex than that, and particularly so last night. I kept an eye on my blood pressure as I watched a bit of TV last night, and it seemed fine except my heart beat was marginally higher than expected.

  When I was ready to put my book down, and turn out the light, I was feeling a bit marginal but I think I fell asleep with no bother. It was about 2am when I woke up with my chest mildly aching. It was not a good thing to feel. By then my blood pressure had gone up, and may pulse rate was high as well. I wasn't in anything I could describe as pain, but I could describe it as very mild discomfort. The worst thing was apprehension because it seemed I could be heading for a heart problem that could land me in hospital again. If I had not spent so much time in hospital before my new heart valve was fitted, and then another week or two after, I would not be so bothered, but right now I am fed up with hospital stays.

  After several sleepless hours the problem was partly resolved when I went to the toilet. When I say I went to the toilet I really mean I had quite a clear out. The sweet potato mash and the baked beans seemed to provide a fibre overload, and while it was different to the dreaded "runs" it was still quite a substantial amount liberated in 3 or 4 visits to the toilet. By then my bottom was much more sure than my chest was !

  It must have been getting on for 4am when I managed to get some quality sleep (at least I think it was quality). I noted that it was getting light when I went to sleep. There were two things that had made me feel even more uncomfortable in the night. One was that it was very cold last night. At 3am, plus or minus an hour or so, I got out the fan heater that I had been using to blow warm air through the bathroom door. I wasn't expecting to have to do that until next November, but it was really needed in the night, and this morning - and would have been even if I hadn't been suffer from anything more than a freezing cold bottom when sitting on the toilet.

  The second thing that caused an unknown amount of discomfort was one of the well known side effects, and possibly supposed to be one of the principal effects for others, but not me, was Mounjaro delaying emptying of my stomach. That causes fermentation to start in the stomach sac itself, and that creates pressure on the chest (the actual stomach sac being fairly high up the chest, and not in the belly as is usually supposed). For some, that pressure makes them feel full, and have no desire to eat. That is how it is supposed to cause weight loss. For me it just makes me feel like burping to relieve the pressure, and sometime mildly like I might be sick. It does not make me feel full, but sometimes just makes me want to eat or drink more to push the contents down.

  I guess I got 3 or 4 hours of good-ish sleep after I managed to get to sleep. I don't think it was interrupted by the need for a pee, but I know I had some dreams during that time. One was annoying because it was about feeling hungry. I was with some people who I knew in the dream, but at the same time I knew nothing about them. We were heading to a pub, but I wanted to go via a fish and chip shop. They said know because it was at the top of a hill. The pub was rather crowded, and we ended up sharing a table with a young black woman. She had been on her phone, and had made a joke to the person at the other end, about being sold down by the river.

   I said to her that it sounded like a sensitive subject because it was a sort of reference to slavery. She said that she was allowed to joke about it because she was black, but also thanked me for being aware, and gave me a kiss on the cheek. That was a surprise, but sort of pleasant.

  This morning I had to make a couple more visits to the toilet when I finally got up. One one occasion I recorded my weight, and to my surprise I had lost 200gm since yesterday morning. What I did not record was my weight after an further visit to the toilet. I may have been mistaken, but I think it might have increased the 200gm loss to 500gm - a useful amount, and maybe needed when I get to try on my new trousers !

  My blood glucose was still higher than I like, but it is an improvement over yesterday. The average of all three meters was 8.87mmol/l, although I suddenly realise it is barely better than yesterday.s 8.9mmol/l. Two of the readings were exactly 9.0mmol/l. That is coded pink in my spreadsheet to show it is slightly higher than I consider acceptable, but just a change of 0.1 would have taken it down to the "nothing to celebrate, but good enough" area.

  My blood pressure, and pulse rate has been up and down a lot, but this morning, soon after I started writing, it was 129/67. That is actually good, although the pulse rate of 81 was rather higher than it should be, but still just within safe limits (I think). I've just rechecked my blood pressure and it is slightly up now, but my pulse rate has gone down. It seems very variable, and it probably means something is amiss that I should get checked out, but before considering that I have some Amazon deliveries to arrive.

  I have been advised that one pair of cargo trousers, plus a packet of large paper plates are now out for delivery. A packet of Liquorice root, something I have not had for maybe 60 years, and so has to be tried again, is coming via Royal Mail at some unknown day in the near future. There is a good chance it might fit through my letter box, and so I won't worry about that. The second pair of Cargo trousers has been despatched, and may be delivered tomorrow. Once all the deliveries are in (except the Liquorice root) it would be safe to end up in hospital, but I hope this is a flash in the pan, and it won't come to that.

  Obviously my main task for today is listening out for the doorbell sounding that Amazon have arrived. I will not be going out before then, and I am not sure I would be going out after then. I think the first thing I will do is to catch up with a bit of sleep. After that.....well, that is anyone's guess !