Monday 18 January 2016
Inchcock Today: Monday 18 Jan 16: Yet another busy day
To the WC and boy did the haemorrhoids bleed, passing was painful.Made a cuppa and took my medications. Then checked the calendar diary to make sure I knew what I was to do today. Not that I'll remember later mind, so I wrote the jobs down.
Realising I had lost all that work, and couldn't remember what it was I'd written or had happened annoyed me somewhat!
I wish I could remember more of this dream. In the dairy for Sunday that I lost, I'm sure I did eight paragraphs or more about it.
Tsk!
It took me many hours getting that diary for Sunday how I wanted it too; Very vexatious.
Last night's nosh was superlative. Potato cakes, Anya potatoes, crisp chips, beetroot with orange peel, carrots, garden peas and Smoked kippers in vegetable sauce with Irish Sour bread.
Followed by a mini pot of ice-cream.
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Sunday 17 January 2016
Inchcock Today Sat 16 January 2016: The TV had some good proggies on it, shame cause I nodded off too soon again. Huh!
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Saturday 16th January 2016
I stirred an hour after finally getting off to sleep; it was around 0400hrs. Anne Gina was rampant again. Tsk!
T'was good news in the bathroom, though. 'Little Inchy' had hardly bled at all, no blood from the rear end and Arthur Itis was not as bad as yesterday in the knees.
As I was doing my ablutions, some part of the dream I'd had came back to me, not a lot mind. The puzzle to me was, as I'd only had an hours kip, how did I find time to dream? Hehe!
Seems I was running about on the tops of building again, trying, I think to get into them? But each time I gained entry, I'd vacillate then try to gain entry by another door, chimney or removing roof tiles? Patti Beckert appeared at one time, and started to paint me on the roof?Very odd this one was.
Made a cuppa, took my medications, then cleaned up last night's mess I'd left from cooking me grub.Clearing away the stuff, I took a photo of the Branston Smokey BBQ sauce I'd bought yesterday and tried with my evening meal.It is exquisite and tangy.
I can recommend it to anyone who likes BBQ flavoured stuff. I got it from Sainsburys.
I set about finishing Thursday's blog and starting this one off.
The calls to the porcelain were frequent and a little irritating, but getting to the bathroom was easier each time, as the arthritis was less bothersome this morning.
I started doing some Facebooking.
Tried to sort the WordPress to allow me to use the old style editor again, no luck. Using Blogger for my Diaries, and Wordpress for all the other stuff at the moment.
Spent some time trying to find a way of adding a like button to Blogger, there is some advice on how to do it, but it is in HMTL and I'm not intelligent enough to grasp how to do it yet. Huh!
Did some more Facebooking and then some graphics for WordPress.
Not one of my best, though! |
The stomach started churning.
Despite my physical inactivity and no walks or exercise.And Arthur Itis was being kind to me today.Anne Gina, on the other hand, was determined to give me bother; And doing a good job of it. Tsk!
Decided to get my nosh prepared a little earlier than I normally would.I made a little too much again. Seasoned baked beans, Anya potatoes, Irish Potato Farls, bacon, chestnuts, sour bread and a mini potato pie. A bit of fruit to follow.
Rated this one 9.2/10, the little meat and potato pie let it down. Hey-ho.
I scrapped an awful lot of uneaten fodder into the bin and cleaned up the kitchen.
With the darkness coming on it made a decent photo from the kitchen window.
I then tried to amend the colour on the attrition box on Blogger, and made such a mess of it and couldn't get it back to how I wanted it! Humph!
I lost about three hours before I got the 'Like' button back on, but couldn't change some of the colours of the text'.
I might have made a mistake in coming back to Blogger - as the edit function was not working visually all day.
Well, peed off with it now.
Got settled to watch the google-box and naturally nodded of nicely.
Woke up every half hour or so again.
Getting fed-up with this as well now.
TTFN all.
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Friday 15 January 2016
Inchcock Today. Thur 14 Jan 16: Slow day
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Thursday 14th January 2016
I woke up at 0555 hrs, springing into life with such a jolt I nearly fell out of the chair! I assume I must have been in the middle of a dream of some sort, but can recall none of it at all! Tsk!
Little Inchy and Anne Gina were both giving me some hassle from the off.
No under-tongue medication left to treat Anne; so I took an extra painkiller with my medications and cuppa.
To the WC and investigated why Little Inchy was so painful. He was bleeding a bit, but didn't look swollen, matted or inflamed as he often does? A mystery here.
The back passage was free of blood, that's got to be good.
Had a wash and brush-up.
The Asda delivery arrived.
I think next time I order from Asda, I'll just ask them what I want!
Substitutes and Unavailable Items took up most of the first A4 page that came with the few things I'd actually ordered.
Huh! Tsk! and Humph!
I put the unwanted goods away in the fridge, freezer and cupboards.
I sent an email to Steve of Age UK telling him that I'd now got the key for the house and made a copy so he can collect them whenever he likes. I sent a text message of the same content yesterday to him. I just hope he can come today to collect them, and get the work started that's needed in the old house and get things moving with the sale of it!
Then I can show him the letter I've had from the Bank, and try to get him to make some sense of what it is all about? Information Sheet; Basic information about the protection of your eligible deposits?
So as I had to be in for Steve UK to arrive, and BJ's visitation I Pottered about for hours on the laptop, not getting much done.
Settled in my armchair, and started to read my book.
The phone tinkled and Steve was coming up to see me.
It's getting late now and no BJ.
I rang him and got no answer.
I hope he's doing alright. I'll pop in and see him in the morning if he doesn't arrive tonight.
Got the nosh prepared.
Chopped tomatoes, hot dog sausages and smoked
streaky bacon. Marvellous tasty meal!
Rated it at 9.6/10.
Steve Age UK arrived in a rush.
He collected the keys ad had a quick look at the letter from the bank, told me not to worry about it. Then he shot off into the night.
So tired again now.
Settled in me chair took the medications, drifted off and then woke several times.
It went like that for hours. Then, then the angina started playing up and couldn't get off to sleep until it was time for me to get up again!
Tsk!
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