Monday 22nd September 2014
Got up about 0445hrs.
Been dreaming about something that must have been good, ‘cause me stiffy Inch was sore and bleeding again. Tsk! Still, there were plenty of bandages and pure dermatological creams at hand and were put to use. I must tell the doctor about this when I go later.
Now what have I got to tell her I thought, so wrote the things down there and then so as not to forget later.
- About me new chest pains that are very sharp when i sneeze or cough vigorously.
- Arthritis in me left knee very much worse, so much so I no longer look forward to me walks.
- My Inch bleeding overnight.
- My right ear-hole bleeding.
Gingerly I tackled the going down the stairs bit, and started the laptop and made a cuppa.
The poor old laptop played up this morning. I had when it was supposed to have loaded fully, a blank white screen. I cried a bit. Then ran the mouse over the screen, and as I did, the stuff came back on as i ran it over where they should be?
When I started the BT web and WordPress, it was mighty twitchy and slow. So I closed it and re started it, and it seemed okay…
Then I posted me Monday’s LOMM stuff in case it conked out later.
Did some graphics on Coreldraw9, but it was hard work, it kept freezing.
Went back up and beautified missen as best I could, the right ear-hole was bleeding again, I stubbed me flaming toe on the sink pedestal, and me gums started bleeding when I did me teggies.
Had a feeling this was not going to be one of my better days like.
I made the treat/nibbles bags up for the GP staff, girls at the Nottingham hospice shop and the nurses at the Warfarin check at the QMC. Remembering to put the stuff to donate in one of me two bags. Then made sure I’d got me hearing aids in, bus-pass in pocket, attack alarm in jacket pocket, and mobile phone with me.
Then I struggled with the bags, as I set off from the flea-pit to the GP surgery.
As I arrived at the doctors, I realised I’d forgotten me camera to record me adventures. Double Tsk!
I reported to the receptionist, Frau Goebbels I think her name is. Sat down and got comfortable to wait, and three seconds later Dr Vindla appeared calling out my name to go in to see her! (Perhaps I’d got the time of the appointment wrong? Not like me… cough cough!)
She greeted me cheerfully, and told me how well I was looking? Then asked what she could do for me.
After an embarrassing few minutes searching me pockets and bags for the list I’d made and left in the bathroom back at the dump, I managed to remember some of them.
She had a peep in me right lug-hole, and informed me the skin on the outer bit had ruptured. If I left me right hearing aid out for a few days, it should heal on its own. (How long before I get ran over due to not hearing traffic or the deadly motorbility scooters coming I thought?)
The different pains in the chest she said was not due to my angina, but the wounds from the heart operation? (After all this time… I said nothing to her in response… me being a born coward like)
She had a good look at me left knee, and seemed to enjoy manipulating it. She would make an appointment for an E-ray to be done on it, but there is a long waiting list.
I forgot to tell her about me Inch problems… Tsk!
She asked about the yobs and housing situation bless her.
Then she took me BP, and as concerned at how high it was. I explained about me getting agitated over the BT Internet treatment I had to go through.
She then told me to make an appointment for my Flu jab, as I am high priority/risk for them.
So I offered me thanks to her, and approached the receptionists to make the urgent appointment. Wednesday 8th October booked.
I left the surgery, and hobbled, and I mean hobbled painfully into Sherwood, to leave me stuff at the Hospice Shop. I forgot to give em me number though… huh!
I caught the bus into town.
Typical, just when I forget me camera, there was a fight going on between three alcho’s that I could have recorded. Never mind, better to forget me camera than medications I thought.
Then I realised me midday one’s were due, so with the help of a little bottle of orange juice, I took em.
While on the bus to the hospital, a kind lady banged into left knee with her shopping trolley, hey-ho she didn’t mean to.
No fire-alarms at the hospital today. As I approached the entrance it dawned on me, I had forgotten me Anticoagulation Therapy Record log, do had to walk up two flights of stairs to the Anticoagulation Unit and get another copy – they were very nice about it.
Worrying me a bit you know; the Doctor was very nice to me, the ladies in the Charity shop were very nice to me and now the staff at the Anticoagulation Unit were very nice to me. When I asked her about where I could get a new Emergency card to carry, as the one I had was wearing out – she just said, “I’ll do that for you!” And did too. Mmm?
I wobbled gently down the stairs to the Haematology Dept, and there was a big queue, but no bother for me, I took a ticket and had a go at me crossword book.
When I got into the room, there were many new faces to me, but they all knew who I was; “The man who brought nibbles for them every week” Fame at last. The girl who tended to me was very nice to me…
Afterwards I caught the bus to town, the limped to the bus to Arnold, where I tried to obtain some more microwave sausages, but they had none, and did not expect anymore to come in stock.
I almost cried.
Despondently I caught the bus back to Carrington. Took the long route back to the hovel, to avoid some ‘Right ‘Erbert’ looking youths lurking near the Church.
I got in, WC. And the laptop started first time, the new BT Infinity wasn’t too keen on starting and took a good while.
As I was clearing up ready to go to kip – the BT landline phone rang! I answered it, but so much background noise prevented me from hearing anything said. Weird eh? Not with BT it ain’t.
Feeling very tired again now, so I’ll microwave me box of chips in gravy along with me tin of cocktail sausages and get misssen summat to eat.
Tuesday 23rd September 2014
Awake at 0410hrs, chest pains rampant.
Down at 0505hrs. Laptop went through same procedure as yesterday; When it was supposed to have been loaded fully, a blank white screen. I cried a bit. Then ran the mouse over the screen, and as I did, the stuff came back on as I ran it over where the icons should be?
I fear I’m going to lose everything soon.
I must remember to put the camera batteries on charge.
Made a cuppa and took medications.
I wrote down some notes for an idea I had for a humorous post – but was not so sure it would work. I’ll take another gander after I get back from the launderette this morning.
Did me ablutions, and set off with me bag of washing. (With me knees twinging rather persistently).
Bought a very interesting ‘Nottingham Bygones’ paper to read on the way. There was many articles worthy of a good read in it.
The big Polish gal was on duty at the launderette, I can’t pronounce her name, so I’ve Christened her Bertha.
Big John arrived to do his laundry. Had a good natter about his holiday in Cornwall.
I departed with me now clean laundry back to the flea-pit.
Laptop started, kettle on, up and put the togs away, WC again, came down and made a cuppa, took me midday medications… then the laptop had loaded itself at last.
Had a look at the notes wot I made earlier about a post idea, and decided to work on it, then create some graphics to support it.
Wednesday 24th September 2014
WC visits more regular overnight, and have continued this morning.
Inch bleeding again. Tended to, sorry I forgot to mention this to Dr Vindla yesterday now.
Left ear-hole blocked, I must have slept a bit on it. Dropped some olive oil in both lug-holes as usual, and pain-gel applied to knees and hands.
Down at 0525hrs. Took rubbish out to bins, checking for any yobs about first.
Laptop on, and made cuppa and some porridge with added honey. (By gum I live well!) Took me morning medications. WC.
Updated this diary.
Received my Anticoagulation Therapy Record dosage from the hospital.
Apparently my target is NRI 3.5 but I’ve never got that yet. I’m on 5.0 this time. So that explains why I’ve been feeling so cold lately? Or does it? I think the higher the IHR is, the thinner the blood is.
Better try not to cut myself! I might bleed to death, but at least I shouldn’t get a blood clot taking me out. Hehehe, you’ve got to laugh yer know.
I must get me things ready to take to the Nottingham Hospice Charity shop later. I’ll do it now; back in a bit…
I’m back… oh dear, WC beckons, I’m off again…
Must get myself beautified for me walk, and hope it isn’t too painful today.
0840hrs: Back later folks…
1205hrs: I’m back, and it was painful; but not so bad it would stop me hobbling about today.
Walked into Sherwood and dropped me stuff off at the Nottingham Hospice Charity Shop. I asked the lay there if she knew where I could get a “Reacher/picker” from. She told me to try the Mobility Scooter shop about half a mile up the road. So I did.
As I approached the shop, I was nervous in case any of the deadly mobility scooter drivers appeared out of nowhere… as they do tend to do to me yer know.
None about so I went in. They only had short ones in, so I got one for £10.
Walked back into Sherwood and caught a bus to town.
Limped to the second hand music shop to see if he had managed to get me Acker Bilk’s ‘Gotta see mama tonight’, but he hadn’t.
Walked down through the arcade and went into the Library Contact point and asked them if they knew where I could get details of the Meals at home service. A very nice lady called them for me, and handed me the phone. They are going to send me details through the post.
I wondered through the Slab Square, where I noted, that they had now got G4 security doing the mobile cameras.
I saw two people of the many people sat around the square, were not using a mobile or ipod thingamajig.
Took a picture of the Council house.
Hobbled up and through Victoria, and came out the other end and went into PC World/Curry’s to have a look at their portable DVD players, but they have stopped selling them?
Took an extra painkiller with me midday medications, cause the left knee had started to get worse again.
Staggered to the bus stop and caught bus back to Carrington.
Called in the local Co-op to get some of their special prices Warburton Thins, but the queue was so long, I decided not to.
I painfully limped the last leg of the journey home.
Got in, and rushed to the WC. (Just in time) Unfortunately in the rush, I banged me knee on the side of the bath… I believe I said something like; “Well fancy that!”
It’s still stinging now. (Tsk!)
Got the laptop going and updated this tosh.
Started work on graphics for the posts.
Thursday 25th September 2014
Up at 0545hrs.
All through the night the porcelain was visited for both activations, bit worrying that.
Bit of blood from the ‘Inch’.
Down and started laptop, kettle on, did the pots, back up to the WC.
I am feeling nervous for some reason this morning, left knee giving gip again.
Updated this diary, then spent 4 hours finishing graphics for the ‘Inchy causes Nottingham Job Centre Disruption – by smiling’ post and posted it. Reacting to four calls to the porcelain during its creation.
Went (slowly) up the stairs, and did me ablutions…
At this point, I was weary of stubbing me toes like wot I‘ve been doing recently. Shame I hit me head of the cupboard door.
Everything assembled (I hope) I set off on me limp into Sherwood, to the Nottingham Hospice Charity Shop first.
Then I caught the bus into town. Called into Tesco and got a Cornish pasty and some bread for the ducks in Derby.
Then caught bus into Derby. Had a walk along the Riverside, fed the ducks and dicky-birds.
Suddenly feeling drained again, I caught the bus back into Nottingham. Took the scenic routed bus.
Once the bus got into Beeston, it slowed to a crawl due to the Tram works, which let me have a good read of me book, and nibble me nosh.
In town, the place seemed busy, but I could not see any mobility scooters; skateboarders and cyclist on the pavements yes.
Walked up passing Brain Clough’s statue, where some yobs were fighting with each other, no signs of the constabulary about.
Caught bus back to Carrington, limped back to the flea-pit, just made the WC in time again.
Started laptop, made cuppa and updated this tosh.
Friday 26th September 2014
What a mess this morning.
Following a bad night, dreams, waking ups and pain in the chest – I attended the WC around about 0430hrs to find; Blood and tender swelling from the Inch, blood from the haemorrhoids and new blood welt spots on my hands.
I must get to see the GP again.
I should get me letter with details of the Nottingham Meals at Home system today. (But it didn’t come)
o535hrs: I cleaned myself up and came downstairs, wearily I might add, Put the medical stuff in a bag, took it out to the dustbin and moved it ready for collection.
Started laptop and put the kettle on.
WC both ends attended to.
Came down gingerly and made cuppa, then I waited for the laptop to finish loading to update this diary.
Medications taken with me cuppa tea, then I sorted out the things for the Nottingham Hospice Shop.
Titivated meself, managing to end up with a shaving cut under each eye, then got ready and set off on me walk into Sherwood to the Hospice shop.
Bit of traffic about today.
The left knee being so bad might not be such a bad thing yer know; because it takes away yer concentration on the pain from the right knee?
I dropped off the things at the shop and crossed the road to catch a bus to Mansfield. When it arrived, it was nearly full and I had to sit on one of the pull-down seats. I spent the whole journey hanging on for dear life… hehehe!
I arrived at Mansfield bus station and poddled down to investigate B&M and Pound Stretcher shops for any bargains they might have on offer. Got some cheapo little tins of ham and some nice looking honeyed ham slices from B&M, then got some biscuits from the Stretcher shop.
Took a walk through the shopping centre, and boy was there some mobility scooters about or what! Still, I have to say, although nervous of ‘em, none actually attacked or blitzkrieged me.
I came out the other end, and waddled me way down to open market for a while… this is where I noticed the fine array of mobility scooters on sale.
I ambled my way back up to the bus station, and caught the bus back to Nottingham, dropping off at Carrington. I walked past the car I often looked at as I did so, a Bedford CA van… it’s burnt out now, and the wheels have gone?
Tried to take a photo of it, but the camera would not work, it just took blank shots? Oh ‘eck. Summat else dying? Tsk!
Got into the flea-pit, well tired again and made a cuppa, some ham sandwiches and took me evening medications – then head down and hopefully some decent sleep.
Saturday 20th September 2014
Up at 0430hrs, WC, tended to the sore bulbous red Inch. No blood this morning thank heavens.
While doing so I remembered some of a dream I’d had, so wrote bits of the memory down to put on here, cause it was an odd one. (Aren’t they all though?)
I was in command of the German Kriegsmarine, and I realised that Germany would not win this war, so I hid U-boats under seashore locations, to use later, and stocked up with ammunition food, and Nazi Youth members.
It became the current time, and our unterseeboots were sinking all the ferries travelling from Europe to the UK.
Then we blew up France’s part of the channel tunnel.
I think we shot down some planes on their way to England as well.
That’s about all I can recall though.
After I get me food delivery, I’ll have to think about going into town and checking out the prices and availability of cameras I suppose. Might try Jessops methinks.
Food delivery arrived an hour late, 3 substitutes and two items missing. Tsk!
Went up a beautified myself; managing to acquire another nick on me mush.
Used me Colgate ‘Herbal’ toothpaste today, if you were considering using it, be warned it tastes horrible!
Set off on me hobble into Sherwood.
It’s getting harder and more painful by the day this walking lark!
Dropped me stuff off at the Nottingham Hospice Charity Shop.
Then I went out and to the bus-stop to catch bus into City.
It was an all-around the place bus, so I managed to get some reading on me football book done.
Dropped off in the city on Parliament Street.
Very busy today, that was when I realised it was a Saturday.
Took a walk around, and dropped into Jessops photography shop. A bloke talked me into buying a Sony DSC HX50 Camera, with a free carrying case, an Intergral Multi-Card reader, and a Sandisk Extreme HD SDHC 8GB 705268387.
I managed to resist his attempts at selling me a 3 year extended warranty, pointing out I expect not being here in three years according to the doctors.
I’d sooner not think about how much I had spent.
Un-bemused at how I got conned into spending so much, I waddled through the crowds to the County Contact Point in the library.
Where I asked about the Meals at Home delivery day, because I thought it might on me hospital days, Monday or a Tuesday. The kind lady said they were closed there at the weekends. But if I could call on Tuesday as I go through to the Queens medical centre, she would call them for me. That was nice of her.
Then I remembered me INR level tests were on Monday this week. Huh!
What are the odds that something will happen that causes me forget to do just that?
I hobbled up the arcade stairs to see if the second hand record man has had any luck with finding me ‘Acker Bilks Gotta see mama tonight’ recording on CD. He was closed. Huh!
I wandered painfully to Victoria Market for a look around. I asked at two book stall if they had any memories of Stalingrad book, no luck.
The market was almost abandoned, very sad.
I limped along and down the escalator, and out into the streets of my beloved Nottingham. (Cough cough!)
I popped into Waitrose to have a look around, but decided against it when I saw the queue winding down the shop.
I started walking towards Kings Walk that led to me bus-stop home, but ended up taking the long route to it after seeing a fight starting near the cafe there.
I got back to the dumping ground (house) and made a cuppa.
Updated this diary – then somehow managed to put the new camera on charge – I hope I did at least.
I took a photo of the new camera on charge with me old faithful but dying a death old camera.
Back to the laptop, with another cuppa wot I made.
Remembered I’d forgotten to get some spread. So no sarnies tonight for me. Good job I’ve got some microwave sausages left to nosh.
I’ll watch me New Tricks DVD tonight methinks.
Sunday 21st September 2014
Not so many WC visits last night – but I did get stomach pains grumbling?
Up at 0455hrs, cream on me flaming sore Inch, WC, then down to make a cuppa laptop on.
Hope to create some graphics today and get them posted on Facebook. I’ll see how the old laptop allows me proceed.
Took the new camera off charge, and got the ‘free’ holder out of its box: then put it back again! It looks a bit too complicated assemble for me, talk about Air-fix model kits… Huh! I’ll have to take it to me brother in law Pete to have a go at. The words in the manual sheet look like dots to me?
I spent the whole day on the web, reading wordpress, doing graphic etc. Felt guilty, but enjoyed it.