Yesterday was cold and dull, and the
first rain started a lot earlier than
forecast. Fortunately it was mostly drizzle.
The forecast said it would rain from 6pm,
but it first started at about 3.30pm. The
temperature probably reached the forecast
11° C, but the dull grey sky made it seem
more like 6° C. I had to burn a lot of
electricity to keep warm.
Today definitely started off cold,
but I think it was just a tiny bit higher
than the forecast 5° C, maybe 5.5° C.
You'll notice in the screenshot above that
not a single ray of sunshine is offered.
As seems to be common now, The Met
Office's white cloud can let some sunsine
through, even if it is a bit watery
sunshine. As I write this the sun keeps
finding little gaps in the cloud. The BBC
weather forecast actually predicts sunny
spells for a few hours this morning, and
some from 7pm, the exact time that The Met
Office have revised their forecast to show
dark grey clouds ! Both forecasters say we
should see 12° C today. Both forecasters
agree that tomorrow will be dull and wet,
but the temperature could see 13° C.
Yesterday was mostly a good,
or satisfactory sort of day, although it
did have a few bad sides, but they were
mostly revealed by hindsight. Although I
described yesterday as dull, at the top of
the page, there were a few short lived
sunny spells mid morning, and they
enthused me to some activity.
By the time I had showered, and
dressed, we had lost the few sparse sunny
spells, but I still felt sort of enervated
by them (whatever that means), and pressed
on with a plan to go out shopping. I
certainly didn't need any sun glasses when
I went out, and walked south into where
the sun should have been shining, but
wasn't. My first port of call was Savers.
I only wanted a few spare vitamins and
stuff, and all I bought fitted easily in
the small compartment of my rucksack.
Apart from shopping in Savers, and
then Poundstretcher, which is directly
opposite across the pedestrian
thoroughfare, it is rare I do two lots of
shopping in one session. Instead of
Poundstretcher I went into Tesco. I had
two possible items on my shopping list.
One was some bottles of cola - two Tesco
own brand, and two genuine lemon flavour
Diet Coke. The other thing was some
chalice, or balloon style beer
glasses. They didn't have any, but I did
buy two (faux) cut glass whisky glasses.
I couldn't go around Tesco and not
get suckered in to inspecting, and buying
some stuff from their "Reduced Price"
shelves. In fact I think most of the other
stuff I bought was all reduced price. I
bought two chicken and mushroom "slices",
a quiche Lorraine, and a pack of two
"Tesco Finest" smoked haddock fishcakes. I
think I have probably now described my
entire shopping basket. I do know it was
an unusually cheap bill.
When I got home, which incidentally
I walked with no ill effects, I put my
shopping away, and then stuffed myself
with the quiche. As I ate it I started to
think it was not a good idea. For one
thing it was not delicious enough to
excuse the probable sugar and calorific
content. Also, I was constipated all day
yesterday, and something egg based may
have been playing with fire !
I spent a little time tidying the
dining room table, and washing the new
glasses I had bought in case we used them
for anything, but mostly I was very lazy
until Jodie arrived for a beer tasting
session. She arrived a little late because
she went via Lidl - where I learned they
were having a Greek fortnight with all
sorts of Greek produce. While Jodie was
fussing around with her dinner, I rushed
upstairs and sent a message to Angela
about Lidl. She said she would be going to
investigate it.
For once out beer tastings session
was a fairly light session. Jodie had
arrived late, nearly 4pm, and she said she
had to leave for the 6pm (17:59) train
because she needed to meet Alan, and drag
him along to a "tap takeover" by some
brewery or other at Craft Metropolis (a
bar/craft ale shop) in the Penge area. A
couple of the beers we shared were nasty,
cloudy, and rather sour - just like I
don't like them, but Jodie does.
When she left I considered myself
relatively sober - so much so that I
hadn't even bothered to precook my dinner,
although I had precooked some boiled new
potatoes to go with the core of it - the
two smoked haddock fishcakes I had bought
earlier in Tesco. It was a fairly nice
dinner, but some peas, and maybe even
better, some baked beans would have made
it better. I had some sugar free choc chip
cookies for dessert.
At the end I did feel a bit full,
but otherwise OK, and I suspected some of
the fullness was from the gassy beers, and
also because I was still constipated, and
hadn't "gone" all day. Later on all these
things would cause trouble. I was OK while
I say at my PC, reading a few bits and
pieces, and in the end using as my TV to
watch the first 10 minutes of an episode
of QIXL I considered it to be not a great
episode, and because I was feeling tired,
I switched off and went to bed.
I read in bed for maybe 20 to 30
minutes, and I thought I still felt OK,
but as soon as I put the book down, turned
out the light, and turned onto my left to
go to sleep, something must have shifted
and I got what I think was just heartburn.
The trouble with heartburn is that it
feels a lot like the early stages of
angina, and I am a bit sensitive to that
at the moment. I had to get up, and the
first thing I did was to take a couple of
Rennies antacid tablets. They seemed to
make very little difference.
I took some deep breathes, and did
my best to be relaxed, and then checked my
blood pressure. I think the best I can
manage was something in the region of
128/51. That is still well into the
"normal" area according to my blood
pressure meter. At least I knew my heart
was not about to explode. I took a couple
of paracetamol tablets to see if they
helped deaden the pain, although ache, and
a mild ache at that, is better description
than "pain".
I also trying going to the toilet,
but apart from a small amount of pee,
nothing else happened, although it did
feel like something should happen. Some
hours later I did take some laxative
tablets, I there was always some silly
hope they might work a lot faster than
"next morning". They didn't. I then
took a couple of Gaviscon antacid tablets,
and they did seem to work. The pain faded
out (except for in the bottom area), and I
was able to get to sleep 3 or so hours
later than intended.
Once asleep my sleep seemed to be
fairly good. My dreams were all about
railways. I dreamed there was a lot of
freight traffic suddenly going through
Catford Bridge station. There is a branch
off the line towards Hayes (Kent) that
joins the mainline just before Beckenham
Junction station, but I don't think it is
passed for heavy freight trains. I got
curious about all the freight trains
(which may have only been two) I had seen
in the dream, and decided to go look for
their source.
I walked up and over a hill, and at
the bottom I could see the railway again,
but there was nothing on it to see. That
dream ended, but another seemed to start
straight after. In this second dream I
thought I was at work, then it was a
college, and then it was a hospital. I
only knew t was a hospital because I had
to stand aside as a patient on a bed was
wheeled down a corridor.
At the end of that corridor I
expected to see an office where I was
going to ask someone, whose name I think
was Khang, something about the trains, but
the office had a reception rook, or outer
office that I had to go through. In that
outer office were maybe half a dozen
students who I didn't know, but maybe they
knew me because they said "sit down, this
may interest you". It was a typical
dream situation where many words were
spoken, but only a few individual words
could be heard clearly (like listening to
people in a noisy pub). The words I heard,
and that triggered a feeling were things
like "class 707" and "class 230", which
were train types. The dream finished or
maybe I woke up, before I made any sense
of what was being said.
I woke up at just gone 6am needing
a pee. I thought after my lost sleep it
was too early, but I couldn't resist going
for a pee. On my way back to bed I did
stop to refresh the web pages for the
latest weather forecasts from the Met
Office and BBC. Then I went back to bed. I
told myself that it didn't really matter
if I slept until 9am, but I barely slept
at all, and got up just before 7am.
I am happy to say that the laxative
tablets I took last night seemed to do
their job. I did a modestly large poo, and
less tha half an hour later I did another.
I concluded, rightly, that that took care
of what I had eaten the day before
yesterday, and there would be more to
come, but it did take a couple of hours. I
reckon I had passed half of what I would
have done if things were normal. I expect
I'll go once more before lunchtime.
It could have been the quiche, it
could have been the fishcakes and
potatoes, it could have been one or more
of the beers I had, and even the
constipation could have left it's mark,
but this morning my run of very good blood
glucose readings came to an end with a
bang ! Actually the figures were only in
the pink, and not in the red, but still
very undesirable. The Contour meter read
9.2mmol/l. The GlucoRX meter read
9.5mmol/l, and the Sinocare meter came out
the lowest (for a change) with a reading
of 9.1mmol/l.
These readings are high enough to
warrant some positive action. I still had
a normal breakfast of tomato flavoured
instant noodles, using the excuse that I
need some food as recommended for one of
the drugs I am taking, but more
importantly to hold down the taste of the
fish oil capsule I took, Burping up fish
oil flavour is disgusting ! However I
shall try to limit lunch to maybe a couple
of small apples, and maybe a small chunk
of cheese. It is possible, if I keep
thinking of those blood glucose figures in
the pink, I may skip lunch completely.
Tonight I may have a very light
dinner because there is a slim chance I
might feel like going out. There are two
gigs on this evening that I would slightly
like to see (more importantly to point my
camera at), and both are relatively easy
to get to. Maybe I just won't bother when
the time comes. It probably depends on
what the weather looks like this evening.
At the moment the latest revisions to the
forecasts look very bland, but I guess
bland is better than wet.
Other things I was going to do
today include finishing washing a minging
kitchen hand towel that has now been
soaking in bio detergent for 24 hours.
That one is a certainty. I might set up an
external USB and Ethernet hard disk to
make sharing stuff between my main PC and
the computer on the dining room table a
bit easier. Most of the work for that is
already done apart from a couple of
security tweaks. It is mainly just a case
of where I am going to put it.
Another thing I feel I ought to do
is to go through some more of the TV
recordings I have on what I have now
dubbed USB stick ONE. Stick TWO is
currently plugged into the TV, and must
have piles of recordings on it. I need to
clear Stick ONE so I can swap sticks
over to see what I have on stick
TWO. Ideally I will edit and save each
recording, but some I might just delete
because I am getting far too behind even
just simply watching these recordings.
There was one other thing I was
going to do today, and it was to go to
Lidl and what they have in there in a
general sense, and what specifically
special Greek food they have in as part of
the Greek Fortnight. I fear much of it
will be high calorie, and high sugar
luxury foods, but there might be something
I can eat safely. I have decided to put
off going there today because while my
blood glucose is so high, the last thing I
need is temptations !
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