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Friday 18th
April 2025
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09:15 BST
Yesterday's weather
was sort of OK, but also not that great. The
morning, with glorious sunshine should have
been great, but it was very chilly, and still
felt quite chilly when it had warmed up to 13°
C. After that the sunshine turned into sunny
spells, and that only took the temperature up
to 16° C, which should have felt warm, but
somehow didn't. Oh well, could have been
worse.
The sun may be a
little hazy as I write this, but it has
been shining non stop for a couple of
hours (or so I think). 10° C was a fair
start to the day, but it may only rise to
16° C again in the early afternoon, and
possibly more if we get longer periods of
sunshine instead of just sunny spells. By
6pm it all goes wrong ! It will start to
drizzle, and then a few hours later it
will turn to light rain. That light rain
will continue through the night, but it
should be dry by 6am tomorrow. Tomorrow
could be grey until 1pm when me might get
some sunny spells. That will only warm the
day up to just 14° C, and like today, the
breeze may be strong enough to make it
feel a lot cooler.
Yesterday left some
consequences for today, but most of the
day could be considered to be fairly good.
The badness actually started late evening,
although the foundation for it started
late afternoon. On the other hand I might
have it all wrong, and it was more like
"just one of those things".
I started yesterday with a desire
to try and improve my health readings -
which was a bit fanciful considering
yesterday involved booze, and usually lots
of it. I guess the quatro cheese instant
noodles may not have been a great start,
but they were new and had to be tried once
(unless the price drops to about a quarter
of the current price). I had managed to
start writing quite early yesterday
morning, and that, plus having less to say
than some days, meant I finished writing
early.
It was almost a relief to finish
writing so I could have my traditional lie
down. I spent some of it reading. I can't
remember if I actually had a snooze, or if
it only almost happened. I can remember
put the book down because my eyes were
closing. I have to admit I was reading a
very dry bit of the book. The doubtful bit
is whether I actually fell asleep while
laying there with my eyes closed.
If I did snooze it can't have been
for long because I was having a shower
very soon after 11am. By 11:30am I was
dressed and on my way to get some shopping
in Poundstretcher. I was particularly
after some bleach and some more rice
crackers. I could have got both in Tesco,
but that might have lead to too many
temptations. There were a few other odds
and sods that I bought, and mostly they
were not foodstuffs (but some were).
Once I was home again it seemed
like time for some lunch. In the spirit of
trying to eat a little bit healthier (for
some values of "healthy") I shunned the
Ciabatta rolls with beef and stuff, and
opted for rice crackers with course pâté.
The latter may have a bit more fats in it
than may be good, but it's sugar content
is very low. The fats were actually
necessary because a bit of grease to line
my stomach before boozing was probably
sensible.
I had a little tidying up to do
before Jodie arrived, but a lot of the
time I was basically lazy until she
arrived. I was expecting to be lazy for
longer than I was, but this time Jodie
arrived at at 2:50pm instead of the more
usual, or at least was usual, time
of 3:30pm. What was boringly usual was
that Jodie spent ages fussing around
preparing her lunch, and that included
picking a bunch of dandelion flower heads
that she washed and then cooked with
cheese as part of her meal.
I think I almost resisted the
temptation to start drinking before her.
Eventually she inspected some of the new
beers that were delivered on Monday and
Tuesday, but then had to check on untappd
(dot com) to make sure she had never tried
them before. It seems that the were quite
a few of the beers that I had selected and
ordered "unsupervised" that she "needed"
to taste.
Once we had started drinking I
texted Michael to remind him we were
drinking, and this time he replied to say
he would get here as soon as he was free.
He arrived about 4:30pm, or maybe it was
closer to 5pm ? Apparently he was
too busy with paperwork to come last
Thursday. I get the impression he agonises
over each and every page. One thing we had
to endure again was Michael ranting about
what a terrible place Catford has become.
It must be old age (he is 7 years older
than me, and I am very close to 70 years
old now) but he seems to see muggers with
guns and machetes on every corner.
Jodie left to get the 6.13pm train
to Clockhouse. That is half an hour
earlier than most weeks. Michael left soon
after. Once Michael had gone I tucked into
my dinner. Earlier in the afternoon I had
cooked, about 15 minutes at a time,
some Tesco "Finest" Cumberland sausages
(almost half price on the reduced price
shelves). The last cooking session was
around 6pm, and by then they were very
well cooked. They were still warm when I
took them out of the oven.
I had those sausages, all 6 of them
from the pack, with no more than some
Guinness smoke tomato sauce. It seemed
like it would be a delicious tomato sauce,
but it is a little less good than usual
tomato sauce. I tried not to use too much
tomato sauce because that is a big source
of sugar. Maybe that did not matter
because I had ice cream for dessert, and I
may have had as many as two scoops worth !
It was not long after eating that I
had a few sausage flavoured burps. I think
it was a bot before 9pm when I tried to go
to sleep, and found I had bad indigestion.
At least this time it didn't seem to be
acid indigestion with it's associated
chest pains. It was more like being on the
edge of vomiting. There were actually only
a couple of times when it seemed I was
just a fraction away of getting that
sudden burst of saliva just before you
heeeaaavvve !
I could not get to sleep like that,
and even more so because I seemed to feel
bloated as well. My lower gut seemed full
of gas, and at times it felt like I wanted
to poo. The latter never happened, but I
did fart a lot. It all seems a muddle now,
but I did get to sleep around 10pm for
between 30 and 90 minutes, but then woke
up feeling worse. That was one of the time
when I though I was very close to throwing
up.
Like every time when I feel like
this in the night I did not stay in bed,
but sat at my PC reading a few news items.
I think I did that twice, and I may have
managed a short bit of sleep between each
time. It was not until gone 2am before I
started any regular sleep - and some
dreams. One that I did remember enough to
describe the important bits, was possibly
gone 4am, and it was a sexy dream,
although it was almost innocent.
I dreamed I was at a station fairly
late at night, and as usual I wanted to
try and get the second to last train in
case the very last train was cancelled.
That second to last train was starting to
pull out the station and I was determined
to catch it, and so was a young woman. She
came sprinting up behind me, and I
signalled her to go first because I
thought she had a better chance of
catching the train.
One very peculiar thing was that
these trains had a sorted of carpeted,
unrailed, balcony on the back. The young
woman dived for the balcony and landed on
it face down. Using the very last of my
energy I leapt as hard as I could and
tried to land beside her, but actually
landed on top of her - or maybe above her
might be a better description. Part from
touching arms (and maybe legs) we were not
otherwise in contact.
She said, in a quite cheerful, and
maybe Dutch or German accented English
"and we haven't even been introduced yet
!". Before I could move she tried to get
up, and came fully in contact with me,
with her bottom pressing into my groinal
area. Before I could move or say anything
she quipped "that feels nice", and I was
forced to reply in a sort of I like it but
don't want to make a big thing of it at
this time, "yes, very pleasant".
The dream ended very quickly after
that, but it was on a sort of warm and
optimistic note. I don't know if it was
actually part of dream, or just the idea
rolling around in my head, but I formed
the impression that when the train was
moving faster, and there was some
possibility of falling off the balcony
like thing, we lay side by side, tightly
holding hands. It seemed to be at least
equally because it was nice as for reasons
of safety.
I woke up some time after 5am, and
it half felt like it was time to get, and
half felt like I had so little sleep that
I could sleep on for several hours. I
think it was just a few minutes to 7pm,
just in time to get a screenshot of the
weather forecast starting at 7am, when I
actually got up. I still did not feel all
that good. As well as still sleepy, I also
felt like I was suffering from
constipation. A lot of it turned out to be
a lot more fart gas !
I didn't seem to pee all that much
during the night, and I didn't pee much
when I got up. I had a theory, that proved
to be right. Part of that theory was that
water retention would mean my weight would
have gone up a lot. It had. Even after a
small, but not insignificant poo, my
weight had risen by 700gm in 24 hours.
That was rather a lot considering I had
somehow managed to eat rather sparingly -
doubly so considering I was not exactly
sober at the end of the beer session.
The other bit of the theory was
that the lack of peeing might suggest that
my blood glucose would be lower than usual
- and it was ! The Contour meter read
7.6mmol/l. The GlucoRX meter read
7.5mmol/l, and even the grumpy Sinocare
meter read 7.7mmol/l. All these readings
are not far off my current, but rarely
achieved target of 7.5mmol/l. It was 16
days ago when I last got three readings
all in the light green on my spreadsheet.
The time before was actually a small run
of "all in the light green" back in
February.
With my health, except for my
weight gain, and how I actually feel,
supposedly good (even my blood pressure
was just 101/40 5 minutes ago) I should be
doing something good today, but I just
don't feel like it at the moment. For one
thing the sky is too cloudy for even sunny
spells right now, and it feels like today
will be duller than forecast. In fact the
latest revision to the forecast shows the
last sunny spell at midday, and the rest
of the day rather dull and miserable. In
such circumstances I find no urge to go
out. On top of that, my guts still feel a
bit "funny". No, I think staying in and
doing my best to be very lazy is my best
option today.
2072 words today
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