It was about 3am this morning when I peeped out and saw that this morning was misty. The mist didn't dissipate until sometime between 8 and 9am. We now have glorious sunshine. It should warm the afternoon up to 15° C again, but with full sunshine forecast, it could feel very nice. After sunset the temperature will drop, and by 3am tomorrow morning it could be down to 9° C. From 1am it could get misty again. The mist should lift at around 8am, and once again we may have sunny spells followed by non stop sunshine until sunset. The mist may fall again after dark, and the day after tomorrow is shown as being foggy - a sure sign November has started !

  Yesterday was fairly good, although it's legacy was bad. It was a day when I couldn't seem to do anything fast, and that meant I never did have the shower I intended to have. Fortunately I don't think anyone noticed !

  I did manage to do a bit of cleaning in the kitchen, and at least one thing was quite time consuming. It was to clean a baking tray using lots of washing up liquid, boiling water, and an abrasive sponge thing. With the water being so hot I had to use the pair of rubber gloves I have, or had assigned to the kitchen. I am thinking I ought to throw them away because they stink - not of anything else but a horrid rubbery sort of smell - a bit like old car tires maybe.

  The baking tray, and a grill for it, came up reasonably well. That was handy because I would use it later for cooking part of my dinner. To try and keep it clean a bit longer I lined the tray with foil, but I suspect I'll find lots of fat managed to get under the foil.

  The other job was to clean and polish the beer glasses. By about 2pm I was ready to have a quick lie down before Jodie arrived for another beer tasting session. I did stop prior to that to have a couple of seeded bread rolls with cheese to help line my stomach. Jodie eventually arrived slightly late, but not as late as last time.

  The theme for the session was to try and only get beers from the little beer fridge - the one where the fan has failed (or failed to spin without a horrid screeching/growling noise. Errr, Ive just looked at what I wrote yesterday, and I didn't mention that I was going to the toilet soon after getting up yesterday, and from the top of the stairs I could hear this horrible noise from the dining room. It was, as mentioned above, that fan in the little beer fridge. It's probably cheap Chinese bearing have dried out, and the bearings have almost seized. It is possible I can repair it, but it could involve a lot of messing around. In the meantime I have been offered a spare fridge by Alan because they have no room for it since moving in to Jodie's late mums house.

  Finding the small fridge had failed (or at least failed to run silently) was the second of the great disturbances yesterday. The first I did mention - the phone call from the hospital Colonoscopy department saying they wanted to try again. Disasters are said come in threes, and I was wondering what the third thing might be. It was probably my blood glucose level this morning.

  We started the beer session with a can of "Radler", and while most of them are lemon based, and usually horrible, this one was lime flavoured. It was a lot like an old fashion "lager and lime" and almost quite nice. A bit earlier I had heard from Michael, and he said he was very unlikely to join us. At about his usual time there was a ring at my doorbell, and it was Michael. He had decided whatever had happened was not enough to keep away from the booze.

  I think Jodie aimed to get the 6:47 train, and Michael left about the same time. Before we had finished drinking I had started cooking my dinner. It was some salt and chilli dusted pork belly strips that I used my newly cleaned grill and baking tray to cook them in the mini oven. I was quite keen to get stuck into them, plus the no added sugar baked beans I had them with.

  One problem with those pork belly strips is that the marinade disguised the fact that their fat content was extremely high. I should have over cooked them to drive off a lot of the fat, but I had them as they were. It meant the taste was spoiled by the guilt of eating so much fat.  It didn't cause any problem last night, but maybe it was one negative thing when I got up - in more than one way.

  I did the new normal last night - TV until an earlier finish to give me time to read in bed for a while. Once I put the book down, and turned out the light, I fell asleep quite quickly. My night was one where it could easily have been disturbed, but I seemed to sleep soundly with no dreams that I can remember, and I can barely remember getting up to pee in the night, although I am sure I must have done.

  It was after waking up and getting up that things went wrong to various degrees. It took a while before it happened, but when I had a poo I found it was very "loose" and a bit splattery, but less so than actual diarrhoea. I had to go to the toilet twice, but after the second time (there may be a third visit needed sooner or later) I weighed myself again, and the results were more what I hoped for. I had lost a bit of weight. It was only 200gm, but enough to reduce the kilogram units digit to one less. I have been waiting for that to happen for a week or so now. I just hope I can keep it there, but my mind is disturbed at the moment (I'll reveal why in a paragraph or two).

  My blood glucose was pretty bad this morning. One reading crossed the red line - it was 10.1mmol/l, and that is very bad. The other two were under the red line, and just enough that the average of all three meters was 9.57mmol/l. That leaves very little room for error. I think it was the ice cream I had for dessert after my dinner last night. It was a very rich, very sweet flavour, and maybe it was not just bad for me, but I think I wound it too sweet. I am not going to waste the rest, but I think I am going to have to use it very sparingly.

  I have not checked my blood pressure yet, but I will very soon. Earlier on I was sure my blood pressure and heart rate had gone up to silly figures as a result of a chat with the nurse at the Gastroenterology department at the hospital (at 9am this morning). It was about my forthcoming attempt at another colonoscopy. Just taking about it raised my blood pressure - at least I felt it had, but I have yet to measure it.........But I have now. The systolic pressure was 114, and that seems to be very usual for this morning. The diastolic pressure was 85, and that is higher than most reading this month, although a few were very close to it, and one was slightly higher (I think that may have been the day I saw the nurse). My heart rate was 88, and there have been a couple of days when it was slightly higher, but most days are usually a bit lower. All that as a result of just a telephone call from the Enterology department. Imagine what it will do when I go there for the procedure. Actually I have a plan that is slightly naughty, but may help. I will take an extra blood pressure tablet in the morning of the procedure, and probably have a squirt of Glycerol Trinitrate sublingual (under the tongue) spray.

  Today I will definitely be going for a walk in the park. I have to visit the Enterology department to pick up my doses of PlenVu the all purpose bowel cleaner and body explosive. They used to post it, but they say some received it too late, and now they prefer it is picked up in person for those who can get there. It may be a nice walk in the park, and maybe the first opportunity to try my newest camera anywhere but indoors. Other than that, I intend to sleep a lot. Just chatting on the phone for 10 minutes, talking about all the things I have to do, and considering what they will do to me, has made me feel tired and exhausted !