Monday 20th October 2014
Up wide awake at 0240hrs.
Decided to get up anyway because I wanted to get me LOMM posts done before I go out on me medicalisationing visits.
Laptop and me still sluggish.
Cuppa and took medications too early really but still I took em.
Did a lot of graphic work and did some posts, despite my shaky fingers this morning.
Good job I did gerrup really early, cause it took me five hours to gerrum done!
I think I remembered to take me medications?
Brother-in-law Pete rang up, said he was sorry he’d not called for ages but had been busy and kept forgetting to.
Well, I can apprehend, sympathise and identify with that, no problem I told him.
Got myself prettied up and tidy, put the cream on me ‘Inch’, only a tiny spot of blood and I think the redness and swelling is going down too – good stuff. (Many a word eh?)
Set off, deciding not to walk to town due to the wind and rain, to the bus stop – got about 300 yards and realised I’d forgotten me Anticoagulant therapy record card, so went back and collected it – just as well really, I’d forgotten to shut down the laptop. Silver lining? Tsk!
Got into town, the rain has lessened a bit, and caught bus out to the Queens Medical Centre, hobbled up the for flights of stairs as it appeared only one of the lifts were working and the queues for it were enormous!
In and out of the clinic within 15 minutes and back down to the ground floor haematology dept. Hell of a crowd waiting. My own fault for not going earlier really.
Took a ticket and got a free Metro newspaper, filled in me record form in advance and read the paper for the hour or so until my number was called.
Only two nurses working and they looked displeased bless them. Got done and gave em some nibbles that cheered em up a tad.
Out into the rain and wind once more to catch a bus back into the City.
I called Tesco in Victoria Centre and got some cheesey seaweed, a loaf, and some iced lollies. Well why not.
Came out and walked through Trinity Square’s new Food Plaza – couldn’t see anyone inside any of the expensive fooderies at all. Even the pigeons and the Big Issue seller were missing. I wondered if David Cameron knew about this? (Hehe)
Poodled down to the bus stop and caught the bus back to Carrington dropped off as the rain was easing again.
Got in the hovel and WC, then put the kettle on.
I didn’t know if I should mention this, but decided to: As I went upstairs I felt a tiny ‘Plup’ as a minuscule amount of air was released from my rear end – Cor Blimey! It seemed the fowl aroma filled the entire house! Never had that before, and don’t want it again. Erugh! Nearly gassed missen!
Updated this tripe.
The sudden weariness came over me again, so I thought get some nosh and off to kip Young Inchy. (Young Inchy I ask you Young Inchy hehehe!)
Tuesday 21st October 2014
Weather-wise and Medically!
Last night I had a supper of great proportions – the night was sprinkled with wind of great proportions!
I sprang awake again, but this time at 0130hrs and laid there until 0430hrs trying to nod off again, listening to the howling winds outside and those from within too.
I raised myself up and poddled down to put the kettle on, take my medications with a cuppa, WC and tended to the ’Inch’… with no bleeding at all! Nice that, and not so tender either! Things are looking up in that department then.
Laptop on to start this diary and listening still to the wind outside and inside.
I’d done a post for Inchcock blog – not a good one, indeed probably one of me worst. But I persevered and did some graphics to go with it and posted it, the then did a bit of Facebooking.
Of upstairs an got the laundry togs ready in bag and went off to the launderette in the wind and drizzle. (There’s stopping me yer know…)
Mandy on duty, Big John already there doing three machines worth of cleaning.
After I’d got the drier going, I nipped up to the GP surgery and asked to book an appointment with the GP.
The receptionist said if I waited she’d (the GP) got a free space in a while.
When I got on to see her about me ribs sticking out and me losing weight, she weighed me and told me I was the same weight as last time they weighed me. I did feel a fool!
Back to the launderette and had a natter with BJ and Mandy… well more BJ and Mandy with me listening in really.
Hobbled back to the dump-site and got the things for the Nottingham Hospice Charity shop and set off on a walk into Sherwood with them: I got about quarter of the way there and the heavens opened and the rain lashed down in the high winds and I was soaked within seconds. Tsk!
Turned round back to the flea-pit and took all me togs off and changed into dry ones.
Started the laptop made a cuppa did this update.
I peeped out if the door to take photo of the horrendous rain – realising afterwards that I didn’t have the memory card in the phone!
So I took a photo of when the rain had stopped.
Notice no signs of yobs about – I like that!
Waited an hour and the sun has come out now. I’ll risk trying to go to the Nottingham Hospice shop aga… what am I thinking. I’ll stay in.
Did a bit more graphicalisationing to use later.
Feeling guilty now and it’s brightened up a bit so I’ll attempt to go to the Hospice shop again.
Took a walk into Sherwood to the Hospice Shop with me donations.
I hobbled through a different route to Mansfield Road, taking a picture of an old Bedford CA van (I think it was the CA model) parked in its usual spot. It looked handsome to me with the leaves scattered all around it, very picturesque I thought.
Traffic in Sherwood was bit heavy. Not that it bothers me so much nowadays since they took away my driving licence. Mind you, the number of times I fall asleep in the most unexpected times and places, I can’t blame em, safety first eh? The OAP bus-pass is most welcomed used and appreciated by me!
On the walk back the wind was blowing leaves and detritus all over the place and I began to regret going out after all when I got something in me eye that I can still feel now.
I noticed that the boozing mobility scooter drivers at the pub was down to one instead of three today… the weather must be bad to keep those dangerous alcoholics away from the pub.
When I got back to the bomb-site I noticed there were no birds about, another indication of the rotten weather? There were none of the many cats around either.
Well tired hen i got in, WC made me nosh and off to kip.
Wednesday 22nd October 2014
Warning: Descriptive revelations of medical problems and applications follow in the diary. Thank you.
Sprang awake at about 0240hrs – this time I realised why from the pain from rear-end haemorrhoids – I think I blew myself awake with a violent emission of wind from me anus and the pain woke me up?
I was down drinking a cuppa and on the laptop by 0250hrs. Then AVG decided it had to update – at 0400hrs it had finished updating!
Still, it gave me time to concentrate on me ‘Inch’ medicationalising. Hehe! Only the tinniest amount of blood this morning and the swelling has gone down – a pity in some ways I suppose I enjoyed that bit of extra girth while it lasted even if it was so painful.
0430hrs: Got yesterdays diary finished and posted, took me morning medications, passed wind (I haven’t stopped since I got up – but this was a serious contender for being classifiedas volcanic!) painfully and felt the warm wet sensation within seconds form me rear end. Went up and cleaned myself, applied extra cream.
The doctor did try me on the capsule thingies a while back, but I just could not get em to stay in, so I manage with the PKs and cream.
Blooming cold today.
Waiting in for me food delivery then going to go to town and see if I can get Blood Red Snow from the library or book shop if necessary. I’ll take me camera just in case owt interesting occurs. Mind you, they are pulling down the old BBC building over the next three days, the Vic Centre bus station is closed, might get a photo of that if I can get to see it when I hobble passed. Bet that causing a few frayed tempers and mucho congestion.
Morrison’s van driver just rang – he’s going to be late. Trees blown down on the A453 and an accident. Ah well, not his fault but annoying. I hope I can still get into town cause I need me little walks to encourage the ticket to keep going a bit longer and I really would like to find and read that book.
The Mail man commeth.
Letter from bank about me insurance – Letter from Inland Revenue with a little cheque returned from me tax overpayment and five leaflets for nothing I’m interested in.
Set off for a walk into town and took some nibbles for Mandy at the launderette and the staff at the chemists, dropping them off as I passed them. Mandy liked her lollies.
I noticed how the Nottingham In Bloom display was getting better. Hehehe!
Tiny bit of drizzle and the wind had died down a touch.
When I got to where they are demolishing the old BBC building I remembered to take a couple of photo’s.
I plodded on through a busy city centre in places and seemingly abandoned in others?
Got to the bank where the queues were horrendous. Being late thanks to Morrison’s (Not their fault really though) meant it was lunch time when I arrived.
A very nice lady told me to take a seat and she would be with me shortly as i was at the end of the queue?
I suppose it was me dynamic masculine looks and young body that made her help me. (Cough cough!)
She banked me tax cheque and told me about the insurance and to come back to see them when it was due again.
I like being been nice to lark I can tell yer!
Then when I mentioned I had a Penny Bank account from 1963 that I could not access, she told she had been trying for her own customers without luck. When I mentioned the thought of appealing to the European Human Rights people – she only went on the interneat and got me the address, then printed out out a complaint form for me to use, then gave me an addressed stamped envelope to use, and then thanked me! Blimey!
Mind you she wasn’t a Nottingham gal, she wus from Manchester and commuted each day to Nottingham as she was relieving someone on holiday! Nice girl too.
Cheered up, I poddled through the town centre and went to the library and limped up to the third floor to ask if they had the Blood Red Snow book in. Another very nice lady had a look on her computer and told me they could get it from another branch for only a 45p charge and they would send me an email when it arrived!
By jimminee what a good day I was having.
I wobbled back through the town, traffic busy mind.
As I was walking down to the town, a youth banged into me as he joined his mates. Never said a word he didn’t, I don’t think he knew what he’s done actually.
And then as I crossed the slab square just in time to take a photo of it: There was a British Gas van parked with signs ‘Can We Help You’ and some tables and chairs at the side of the van, the chap there hiding in the van cause it was sprinkling with rain. I got there just as the traffic warden was giving him a ticket! Made my day British Gas being got at I assure you!
I plodded up to catch a bus, but unfortunately it started to belt down, so I dived into the Waitrose shop – fatal spending-wise that for me! But I only got some Greek style lemon mousse, so it wasn’t too bad.
Rain stopped as I left and caught the bus back to the demolition area.
Saw a couple of youths idling along looking at each car they passed suspiciously. Both wearing black hoodies.
Got in and started the laptop and made a cuppa, went to the WC put me bags away and returned to the laptop which still hand not loaded, so I waited.
Tried to download me pictures to Coreldraw9 but it froze. So I closed it and tried to open it again – all sorts of warning messages were coming on screen again when it froze again. Oh dear… I knew this was coming, the end of my graphicalistioning!
I turned off the laptop and tried again – No!
So I turned it off and restarted again and uninstalled all Coreldraw things. And it told me to complete the uninstall I had to restart the laptop – Again! So I did.
Reinstalled Coreldraw9 again – then it told me it needed a computer restart to complete the DAB whatever that is.
So I restarted it once again.
All this must ahve taken two hours.
When I tried, Coreldraw9 stopped working again.
I tried again to run Coreldraw…
I can no longer do any graphics at all.
I am trying not to swear.
Thursday 23rd October 2014
0315hrs: The usual being shocked into waking-up experience again this morning – instantly wide awake accompanied by a feeling that something is wrong?
Thought straight away about what I could try to sort the Coreldraw not working problem out. Nothing new came to mind, depressed I wandered down and put the kettle on. Started the laptop and got the cream form the fridge and ent up to tend to the ‘Inch’. Oh dear… the swelling is still declining but the blood was flowing again! Thank heavens for kitchen towels. Stopped eventually.
Angina playing up and for the first time in ages my ulcer joined in with other complaints! Tsk!
I opened Coreldraw9 in vain hopes, and got the same message, whichever option I clicked, just like yesterday I got the Error message then it told me Coreldraw9 has stopped working. This time I tried clicking abort again – and it started and was usable for a while?
I am now going to close it and try again to see if still works…
“An unexpected Error occurred please restart Coreldraw” message when I tried to close it down?
It closed down on its own accord!
I tried again…
For some reason I can get passed the opening warning sometimes and not others. It will not let me save a page at all?
Double depressed now!
Still fiddling and trying to come up with a solution – for five hours now with no luck!
I decided when the radio said it was not going to rain again until early evening, to get the stuff ready for the Nottingham Hospice Charity shop and have a walk into Sherwood with it for em.
I went up cleansed myself well. Had a peep at the Inch to see if it had started to bleed again but no signs thankfully.
I set off hoping I’d not forgotten anything.
A new sign at the Chapel I espied:
Well fancy that… and I thought they were into Formula One racing. Hehehe.
Still feeling low I carried on into Sherwood, the sky looked a bit threatening at this stage.
I called into the Continental food shop and got a small loaf of Rye bread. I thought it might cheer me up a bit – a totally forlorn hope of course. Then I realised I’d left all me coins in the bathroom so had to pay her with the tenner I had. Really cheered her up that did.
If looks could kill I’d be a gonna I can tell yer!
Only a new laptop with a graphic programme that works would do that. No chance at the moment. Clivey-boy suggested getting another graphics programme installed. Nice of him but the laptop is an old one running on old windows?
Anyway, I carried on to the Hospice shop and gave em me stuff.
As I was walking back the sky looked a bit lighter, but I didn’t feel any brighter.
Noticed the alcoholic mobility scooter maniac was at the pub again.
Hobbled along taking the scenic route and passed the flat I used to live in before moving to where I am now – Whatta mistake to maka! I was well happy there – but the landlord sold it to another and he wanted more rent than me mortgage was.
See how when things go wrong I start stewing on things? Poor twit.
I got back in the flea-pit.
Started the laptop, got me food out ready for microwaving later, made a cuppa and got me medications ready, then updated this.
Gawd I’m depressed.
Arghh!!!! Int life ‘orrible at times innit?
Friday 24th October 2014
A lousy night, I kept waking up for the WC and worrying about me lack of graphicalisting prospects and me dying laptop.
Laid there thinking for hours – maybe I thought, I could go to could at the call computer shop in Sherwood, they advertised used laptops for sale. I could call when i go to the Nottingham Hospice Charity Shop perhaps, and see if they have a laptop for sale with Vista on it, and I could get the memory increased and RAM too – then I might be able to install my old Coreldraw9 on it? I decided to try for it. The prospect cheered me up for a bit… not for long… but for a bit.
0445hrs: I came down started the laptop and prayed, made a cuppa and got me medications taken.
Two people contacted me this morning on the Windows live thingamajig.
Trev Baverstock me old mate who lives on the South coast with his rather attractive better half first. He suggested I go to PC world and get the details of laptops available with sufficient power to handle Coreldraw – of course I can’t get a copy of the new Coreldraw anywhere? I said I’d would. And he offered to ask his brother if he would go with me to PC world so i don’t get conned again.
Then a cyber-buddy from la France contacted me and asked for my phone number, he is going to ring me in the morning. I thought that was really nice of him.
I potted about trying to get Coreldraw to save a page, but without any luck. When I try to save one it either freezes or turns itself off. Hard work.
I gave up and abluted missen and got the things ready fer the Hospice shop and set off on me walk into Sherwood.
As I passed the Computer shop on the other side of the road I noticed it had its shutter down – maybe it opens later me thought. I carried on to the Hospice shop, then crossed the road and walked back down to the Computer shop – still not open.
Ah well, I caught a bus into town.
Taking another photo of the old BBC building they were knocking down.
Called in PC World and a half hearted youth pointed me in the direction on laptops strong enough. There were two: An Isus Intel Core i5 processor – 4GB ram at £500 and a Toshiba 8GB ram a6 £600 with the same processor. I’ll pass this on to Trevor later.
Can’t really afford either, but if I do go in that direction I think I might as well get the bigger memory one… of course I’ve changed me mind several times while typing this. Tsk!
It was drizzling with rain and I took a picture of the Council House in the gloom for your perusal.
I remembered about the Alley Cafe and I said I’d try to get some photos of it – so I did.
The tiny entrance to the Alleyway, half-way up the Alleyway and the Cafe – it was Closed! (Huh!)
Then I had a brain-wave (Careful!) and called at three of the er… where they give you a loan and sell yer stuff when can’t buy it back like… I’ve forgotten what they call them. Ah, one was called a Cash Converter. The first one opposite the Alleyway was asking £299 for their used Laptops, and they were not good spec either.
So I poddled to Exchange walk to the shop there, they were even dearer!
I walked to one on Upper Parliament Street and the same there, expensive crap me thought – so another idea I’d had gone to pot.
Ah thought I again, I’ll get the bus to Sherwood and try the Computer shop again. So I caught the bus to Sherwood and the Computer shop was still shuttered up?
Dejected once again I walked back to Carrington, just missing the rain as I got in the flea-pit.
Started the laptop, managed to get some graphics done before Coreldraw packed up on me again.
Updated this load of bol… by the way, did I mention that there was no blood from the ‘Inch’ again today? I’m desperately searching for some positives this week.
Blimey what’s that noise… hang on folks…
It is a police helicopter right above the street, I’ll take a photo of it if I can…
Hello, police cars now…
Ah well, it’ll keep the yobs away.
Saturday 25th October 2014
I sprang awake about 0100hrs, WC’d and remembered part of a dream I’d had.
I was desperately chasing some people (No idea who) and just could not catch them. This seemed to go on for ages, I’m not sure but think the people kept changing into other people when I got close to them so had to chase a different one? Next minute I was being crushed to death by a Russian T34 tank – then a nurse was trying to pull me out of a coffin shouting that I’d took the wrong tablets and not to forget I was being executed on Sunday?
Down to the fridge and got the Daktakort cream out of the fridge, back up and washed the ‘Inch’ and applied the cream – it is bleeding again this morning. Tsk!
Started the laptop (that I’d left on all night) made a cuppa and took my medications.
WC during which I discovered my haemorrhoids were bleeding too! Huh!
Feeling well down today.
Decided not to go out today, just stay in and potter on the web and mope about.
The ‘Inch’ is still dribbling bits of blood? Oh dear!
Put some extra Daktacort Cream on him.
But an hour later I could feel the warm wet sensation and was bleeding was much as it ever was last week – Oh dear, summat else to worry about – I’m fed-up!
Coreldraw being corrupted (Not as bad as the UK politicians yet), sometimes it will open sometimes not, it always tells me to close it and restart which I have to do then it decided if it will start on its own accord. Sometimes it lets me work-on, but it never allows me to save any page or do anything complicated like Vignette Shadow or cropping. It freezes at will, often needing an forcing close-down – then the laptop takes an hour at least to go through the palaver to restart. Tsk!
I’m having to use stuff I did earlier graphicalisation-wise. Still, it will often let me import photo’s from my camera and images from the web… but am I bothered? – Yes!
Had a massive nosh before I got me head down. Lamb casserole and cocktail sausages followed by ice-cream lolly and cheesey curls. Suprised I wasn’t sick.
Yer can tell I’m a tad depressed.
Then the ‘Inch’ bled a bit, but far less than earlier.
Arthritis, piles, ulcer and Angina have not been too bad today.
Tonight I dropped me nights tablet pot and could not find the Warfarin tablets anywhere? Came down to get another pot and found I’d left the laptop on? Hell of a job to get it to close down.
Sunday 26th October
Incorporating Inchy’s Photographical Canal Walk
I forgot to say in yesterdays dairy: I phoned Jane my sister to remind her to change the clocks. I’m such a caring person you know… really I’d forgot it they go back or forward!
She said don’t forget to change your TV, DVD, Cooker, and central heating. Being as I have none of these things in me dilapidated house it didn’t really apply to me. Hehe!
0245hrs: I sprang awake again, aware of a horrendous stinging from the little ‘Inch!
I investigated to find no bleeding apart from a miniscule drop – but flipping ‘eck it shone light torch, talk about tender! I must try to get to the G.U.M.clinic again if things don’t improve soon.
Monday is my INR level tests at the QMC, the GP appointment and my day to post for the LOMM site. Oh, and me Morrisons delivery.
Tuesday is laundry, library and Nottingham Hospice day. Busy int I? Not really.
Laid there trying to get back to sleep but gave up and came down at 0430hrs. Laptop started cuppa and medications imbibed.
Damned cold again this morning, put a scarf and hat on. Brrr!
Finished yesterdays diary and got it posted – Coreldraw still not right at all, had to reboot and restart a few times.
Thought I might get out today and get some photos taken, might go down and along the canal to get some?
Did some Facebooking, cause I like to keep up with the wonderful folk on TFZ (Troll Free Zone). So disappointed I can’t do any graphics proper for them until I sort out Coreldraw… if I ever do?
Still bloomin’ cold, I’ll have to dress up warm when I go out to do me photograhising later.
Managed to get one new graphic done for a gal on TFZ. Not me best, but under the circumstance with Coreldraw it won’t too bad.
I received a call from a cyber-pal Lynton. It was very nice to talk to him, and not too bad for hearing him either on the mobile. Must have cost him a fortune, but very much appreciated.
Went up and beautified missen. Inch not bleeding at the moment, knees and hands okay, angina a bit bothersome, haemorrhoids not bad at all. Looking good up to now.
Set off on me walk into town. Took me about 35 minutes.
A good few folk in town for a Sunday.
I dropped in the Pound shop and got some bird seed. Then walked through town calling in Tesco for some cheapo bread for the ducks.
Then down to the Nottingham canal.
I found the part I wanted to photograph was occupied by six drunken youths enjoying themselves being offensive. So I moved on like.
When I found a spot well away from them I fedded the water birds and pigeons at the same spot. Buy gum I was popular with
I hobbled (aching feet by now) down to the lock and tool a photo of a barge going through it.
Then I walked back and through Broad Marsh centre coming out near another pound shop in town. And being as I got carried away feeding the pigeons I purchased another bag of seed.
Then up King Street wit the intention of catching a bus back to Carrington. The queues were rather large and a long waiting time because it were Sunday like yer see?
So I foolishly walked back home… the knees started and oh me flippin’ feet.
I’m glad I did though because as I walked past the Park Inn there was a London Routemaster bus parked outside.
I don’t see many of them around here.
Got in the flea-pit, WC, kettle on downloaded the photo’s and updated this diary