Most of yesterday felt good, but also tiring. The good was because of the pleasant appointment with the nurse. The tiring was all in the mind. I felt that after going to the surgery I had accomplished the most important thing of the day, and didn't feel I had anything else to do, and I might as well relax for the rest of the day.

  I think I developed relaxation to professional level yesterday. I must admit that it was probably mildly insane to think the rush first thing in the morning, showering and stuff at a time I am often still in bed, and the rush to and from the surgery, plus seeing the nurse, was any excuse to think I had done enough for the day, but it seems that is what my brain thought. It means I have little more to add to how my day went.

  There are a few notable things I did do yesterday, but they were to do with eating. I was supposed to be on a low fibre diet, and I didn't exactly ignore that, but I did bend the rules a bit on a couple of occasions. I had a strong urge to have a ham roll, but ham is, I think, classified as a red meat (although I think of it as pink, and a lot of pork can look like white meat). I had just one ham roll, with some mustard, and it was much nicer than tasteless chicken. I also had a small amount of chilli flavoured peanuts, and they are definitely not low fibre.

  I had better try and be good today, and stick to the low fibre stuff, even if I am still not sure why I am supposed to be on this diet. The pre-assement nurse for Thursday's colonoscopy says that low fibre food are cleared out better under the influence of the super strong laxatives I have to take tomorrow evening (and very early on Thursday morning). I am still not convinced by what she said.

  After spending much of the day, and evening just reading, snoozing, and spending some time on my PC, I did have to go to action stations shortly before going to bed. Before going to bed I went to the toilet for one more pee. As I passed the stairs I found I could smell beer. I thought I had better investigate because there are very rare cases of a faulty crown cap causing beer to leak.

  The first thing I noticed was a small damp patch of carpet by the beer fridges. I open the lower one, and saw evidence that the beer had come from the smaller fridge on top. I then opened that door and saw that a bottle had apparently exploded. The beer was one of those weird fruit beers that Jodie likes (and I usually don't, but here are exceptions). It was a mango flavoured beer. I am unsure if that had any significance or not, but I am guessing some sort of secondary fermentation had started despite the beer and bottle being chilled. The excess gas pressure from the fermentation seemed like it was enough to blow the bottle up.

  Not only did I have to mop the beer up, but I also had to get all the glass, some of it in little splinters, out of the fridge. I am curious why that secondary fermentation started, but I suppose that mango juice does contain a lot of sugar. It just chose a very odd time to do it. Jodie will be furious because I think she may have bought the beer, and was looking forward to tasting it.

  I stayed up watching Have I Got News For You, and that finished at 11pm. I ended up actually getting in bed later than usual, although on the positive side I seem to think that I fell asleep really quickly once I turned the light out. I seemed to sleep well last night, although I did need to get up to pee several times, but that is not really news these days. I remember one dream from last night, or at least having it, but I must admit I seem to have forgotten what it was about. I do have memory of thinking that I should remember something I said in the dream, and write it down here, but whatever it was it seems to have evaporated into the ether now.

  I woke up early enough to do all I did yesterday before going to the surgery and the nurse. I had no need to wake that early, and so I went back to bed, and I seemed to sleep for a few extra hours. I actually got up quite late in the end. Since than I have done my health checks, and then had some breakfast. Considering the stodgy diet I have been on, it was good to see I lost 200gm since yesterday, and yesterday was not too bad either. My blood glucose was also rather good. The average of all three readings was 6.43mmol/l. Yesterday it was 6.6 and the day before that it was 7.77. In fact this morning was the lowest since Thursday of last week. It may be because I used up the last of the Mounjaro in my last injection pen. It was barely a third of a dose. Later today I should have a full dose from a new injector pen.

  Even my blood pressure was nice and low, but not too low this morning. I think 102/50 is very acceptable. It is certainly better than the one reading I did yesterday, but didn't record. Yesterday I was up against two things that made it high. The first was the usual peak I get on any morning when I am to see a doctor or nurse. The other thing was that I needed the toilet and was feeling uncomfortable. There wasn't time to do a second reading, and I thought that a systolic pressure of 164 was too unusual to spoil a good run of previous readings.

  Today is one day when I have a sort of idea of what I am doing. Once I have uploaded this to my web server I will have my usual lie down, and it doesn't matter if I have a snooze. Once I feel ready I shall have a quick shower, and then I will go out to the pharmacy where I should be able to collect the next Mounjaro pen that the nurse prescribed yesterday. After that I will go to The Pound Shop to see if there are any big enough flip flops for me. I could do with a new pair because the couple I have been wearing recently are getting uncomfortable and are almost broken.

  It is not essential, but later on I think I may probably go to Tesco. I particularly want some sort of chicken I can put in a bread roll, and is not like the almost transparent, and tasteless, thinly sliced chicken I have recently tried. It is rubbish. It is why I dared to use ham in a roll yesterday. There are a few other things I may get at the same time. After my colonoscopy on Thursday afternoon I can resume a diet of my choosing, and maybe I might have something nice waiting in the fridge for me for Thursday's dinner.....or I am tempted to order a very naughty takeaway.

  If I don't go to Tesco I might go for a walk in the park. It feels like it could be a waste to not take advantage of the full sunshine this afternoon. It may not be that warm, but in the full sunshine it should be very comfortable to go out in my walking shorts. Maybe I might even go for a walk in the sun rather than go to Tesco. I'll choose whatever, whenever.