The BBC forecast (in the screen shot above) only says "Weather warnings issued". The Met Office says an Amber warning of heat, and a rather rare RED warning of extreme heat for today. Maybe it will only be a degree higher than yesterday's  33° C, but this morning has started off quite warm enough, and by midnight it may only have cooled to 23° C. So a whole day of heat to endure ! Tomorrow may only peak at 31° C, but that is hot enough to be bothersome. Like today, tomorrow morning and evening will still be quite warm (20° C at 6am and 24° C at midnight).The day after tomorrow may see 34° C again, but the day after that (Saturday) may be cooler, and there could be some rain, albeit warm rain !

  Yesterday felt a bit too warm to do much - so I went into lazy mode and didn't do much at all. I have a feeling that it would have been more comfortable to have gone out into the outdoor heat where there was probably a little bit of breeze to make it feel cooler, or even self made breeze by walking.

  In the end I didn't go out, and I used the excuse that I might possibly have a parcel delivery as a good reason for not going out. That didn't happen, but I do know that Evri, the not terribly good parcel couriers, definitely have a parcel for me, and it looks like it might have reached the local depot last night.

  On the left is the status of my parcel as of this morning. I thought it mentioned it was at my local depot, but I must have imagined that bit. At least it still looks hopeful it will get here sooner or later, but maybe not today....but it could, and so I had better not go out today.....maybe.

  It is true to say that I spent a lot of yesterday drinking cold water, and watching the colour of my urine (if it starts to get brown it means dehydration - I tried to not get it darker than a pale lager). I did do a little bit of washing up in the kitchen, but I did no cooking yesterday. I am not sure if I realised it at the time, but on reflection I found I didn't feel hungry for a lot of yesterday. The heat was a much greater deterrent than any amount of Mounjaro achieved.

  Apart from breakfast, which was one medium packet of instant noodles, I think I only ate two soft deli rolls with corned beef and lime pickle. I definitely had a portion or two of ice cream, and for a little treat I had about 6 pieces of liquorice allsorts. I added a bit of fibre to my diet with a quite small tub of ready made fruit salad. When written out like that it seems sufficient, but I would have eaten a lot more if it had not been a hot day.


   Apart from reading in the day, and some TV in the evening, I seem to have described my whole day (apart from the unpleasant parts, but they are coming soon). I didn't see Cous Cous, the fluffy cat, at all yesterday. I was, and am worried that he might have come to some harm when I let him out the front door near midnight the day before yesterday. This was after he managed to wake me up by leaping through the part open window in the back bedroom window. I hope that he is just sheltering from the heat. It must be hard wearing that thick fur coat all the time, and that he will appear when it gets cooler.

  The unpleasant thing concerns my bottom. Yesterday I reported that I started the day feeling constipated, but that before I had finished writing I was no longer constipated. I had passed one large poo very smoothly. I think I did that twice more before the day was over. The really unpleasant fact is that the last movement of the day seemed to be unflushable, and was still floating in the pan this morning after surviving maybe 5 or more flushes. It is gone now, and so has the fairly large one I passed when I got up this morning. It all seemed rather a lot considering I thought I had eaten a lot less than usual yesterday.

  As mentioned above, I passed the evening watching some TV, but I was on, rather than in, my bed not that long after 10pm. I read for a while, and then put the book down, turned out the light, and then, despite waiting for a bonk as Cous Cous tried to get through the window in the back bedroom, which he didn't, I seemed to fall asleep quite easily. I think the first time I woke up was probably a bit after 3am for a pee. Although sunrise was still over an hour away, it didn't seem that dark outside.

  Despite that grey light outside (easily seen through the part open curtains, and open window) I seemed to have no trouble getting back to sleep again. I think I part woke up a couple of times after that - just opening my eyes long enough to look at the clock. I am unsure what time it was when I finally woke up and got up. Well I say got up, but I think I laid in bed for some time after that. It might have been about 7.30am when I actually needed to get off my bed, and off to the toilet fo a pee (but no poo - that was an hour later).

  Initially my weight did not look so good, but after passing a poo, and some more pee, I found had lost 600gm since yesterday morning. That sort of tallies with my idea that I did not eat much yesterday. That was even more proved when I checked my blood glucose. It was rather good. I got readings of 7.3, 8.0. and 7.7mmol/l. That averages to 7.67mmol/l, and there were only two other days so far this month that were very slightly lower.

  I had a suspicion that not having any hint of constipation would be good for my blood pressure. I suppose it is obvious really - and form of stress increases my blood pressure. This morning, one my one and only check, I got a pretty good  124/69 with a pulse rate of 70. My pulse rate is a little bit high, and 60bpm would be better - at least I think it would.

  Being a Wednesday I would normally be walking to The Jolly Farmers for a lunch time pint, but I seem to have got out of the habit of it since Ayse has been on long term sick looking after her husband who has cancer. For some weeks she has been in quarantine because the husband's immune system has been damaged by radio, or chemo therapy. He has to be isolated because any bug could be fatal, and Ayse has chosen to stay isolated with him. It is possible his isolation is over now, but I doubt Ayse will be back behind the bar yet. Not only that, but I am not sure I feel up to a walk in 34° C. I definitely would be if it were not for my ongoing heart troubles. Maybe 10 years ago I used to love going on a the longest, sweatiest walk I could do on the very hottest days of the year. I feel it prudent not to try than now, even if I do feel very tempted.

  It looks like I will probably spent all day today indoors, sheltering from the sun, and drinking loads of chilled water. I wonder if I will feel lke eating less today as well, like I did yesterday. It would be good for me. The big flaw is that I will soon run out of plain vanilla ice cream (which seems to be safe for me to eat), and I will need a shopping trip to buy more, and that might bring terrible temptations. Oh well, I'll just make up what I do as I do it today.