07:35 BST

  It was a warm night, although after the daytime, the night breezes felt nice and fresh. At the moment the sky is clear, and the sun is burning down. It should be like this all day, and that means the temperature may reach a beautiful 32° C today. Tomorrow may be almost the same as today, but after another warm night the temperature may rise to 33° C. On Wednesday rain is forecast !

  Yesterday was another day when I seemed to be, or maybe circumstances forced me, to be very lazy. I did try to the otherwise, but that came to little. Oh well, at least I got my two deliveries in safely, and I don't have to worry about any deliveries until tomorrow now.

  Getting my rather overdue delivery of my second to last Aliexpress from Evri, yesterday morning was something to cheer about, but the excitement didn't last long. It was just spare test strips for a blood glucose meter that won't arrive until tomorrow (hopefully). After I finished my morning writing I had my usual rest, and then I had a shower and washed my hair. At that point I could have got dressed to go out, most probably just to Tesco, but...

  The big "but" was that I was expecting a delivery from Amazon, a birthday present for Ayse, my favourite barmaid, and it is tricky to know just when to expect an Amazon driver. A check on their website rather unusually gave a prediction of from 1:45pm to 2:45 pm. It wasn't long before an extra hour was added to that prediction. The actual delivery was just after 3pm, and that it quite early for Amazon.

  With Tesco closing at 4pm on a Sunday it felt a bit too late to go shopping there, but with hindsight it would have probably have been a good idea. The other thing I should have done was to finish washing a hand towel, one t-shirt, and one pair of underpants. Originally it was just going to be the towel, but there seemed no harm in throwing in the other two items to empty my washing basket. I had left them all soaking in detergent after I had had my shower.

  Instead of getting on with that laundry, I had a fixation that I was going to go for a walk. I didn't intend to go any further than Ladywell and back, but I ended up doing a much shorter walk - just 0.566miles. I was expecting it to feel glorious walking in the hot sunshine, but other factors were at work, although there was also a factor I had hoped not have to consider, and that was the deciding excuse to turn back when I did.

  One thing I had not considered is that walking in that heat would add some extra stress in the form of getting the short of breath that isn't truly short of breath feeling early. I could also feel some stress on my heart. It seemed another good time to have a squirt from my GTN spray. This time it didn't seem to help as well as it did the first time I used it. Oddly enough, I did not really get the sort of buzz in my head I got last time, although the tingling under my tongue indicated I had hit the correct spot.

  There was one thing that spray could not cure, and that was a growing feeling I would soon need the toilet for a poo - a feeling I didn't have until I had been walking for a few minutes. It was a legacy of the laxative tablet(s) I had taken about 36 hours or more earlier. I hadn't actually needed it on Saturday when I took it (or them ?). I just needed patience then, but much later in the day it probably made a visit or two to the toilet a bit more comfortable.

  I think the laxative effect really cut in yesterday morning, and I made 3 and maybe 4 visits to the toilet during the course of the morning. I think this had a useful effect that did not show until this morning. At the time it seemed useful in so much that I was, or should have been, very empty when I went out for my walk, but I certainly began to feel like there was still more to come. Rather annoyingly it seemed a false alarm, and I would probably have been safe if I had continued to walk.

  When I look at my average speed of 2.3mph, I can't help feel that I did myself no favours by trying to walk so fast on such a hot day. Of course, back in the real world that is not fast at all, but it is faster than I can manage these days. One thing makes it even worse - at the point where I turned around I didn't pause the tracker while I was looking at the river while having a short rest, and debating with myself what to do. It is possible I was really trying to push 2.5mph.

  It was on the way home when my chest was starting to get a sort of heavy feeling, when I used my GTN spray. As mentioned above, it didn't give me the same kick as the first time I had tried it, although I guess I did feel less uncomfortable when I got home. I really must remember not to push myself so hard when I go for another walk in the very hot sunshine - and that could be today - possibly.

  After I had rested for maybe 20 minutes, and drunk a glass of chilled water, I should have got back to the laundry, still sitting in it's big bucket, and waiting for attention. I didn't. I continued to rest until the end of the afternoon, and by "rest" I mostly mean laying on my bed, with the fan on me, as I read a book. I had had some lunch earlier on, and it was rice crackers and pâté. It seemed a nice light lunch.

  As 6pm approached I considered my dinner options. I had a look in the freezer and pulled out an Aldi chicken korma ready meal. I put it in the microwave, and left it in there well after it had cooked for the official cooking time. In the meantime I looked through the Freeview electronic programme guide to see if there was anything on TV. There was close to nothing, but I thought it might be amusing to watch one of the silly "Mysteries, with William Shatner*" programmes.

* Captain Kirk from the original Star Trek series (when he was a fair bit slimmer).

  The programme was a load of old twaddle, and like a lot of similar programmes on the Blaze channel, it asked many questions during loads of waffle, and answered almost none of them. Oh well, it was something to watch as I ate my now just slightly warm chicken korma. I am unsure about the rice, but the korma itself was rather nice. It is a shame it wasn't about 3 times the size, but it was probably a good idea that it wasn't.

  At 8pm there was the first of two editions of Have I Got News For You. The first was not one of the best, and the second seemed like a recent repeat, but was still a good edition. I watched both, and the second finished at 10pm. That was a bit later than recent viewing, and meant that I was late getting to bed, although that just meant I spent less time reading before turning out the light. It was very hot and sticky last night, but it seemed that despite thinking otherwise, I was very soon fast asleep.

  Maybe I didn't need to pee as much last night because I was sweating some of the excess water off, although having said that, I don't think I had to turn over a damp pillow in the night. I know I had some extensive dreams last night. All of them were probably made of shorter dreams on a common background. One was a dream of being at work, although I am unsure just where it was, or even what my job was.

  I seemed to work in a spare room up a flight of stairs. It was nice for some peace and quiet, and that can get the brain working. I "invented", or at least came up with an idea for something that might interest the company. I think it was video based. I told my first line manager about it, and he took to the idea straight away. Despite apparently explaining the idea, I have no idea what it was.

  What I do remember is that sooner or later extra tables and chairs appeared in my room, and it came to look more like an office instead of a workshop. Video monitors appeared everywhere, and it could be likened more to a TV news studio than an office. By home time I was really looking forward to heading home. I went out the door and found that even the stairs had been changed. In the usual position there were only stairs going up, and I had to go to the back of the building to find stairs going down.

  My dream did not finish with leaving the building, although what happened next had nothing to do with the company I worked for. I had not gone down the road far when I came across a dustcart. It was not like usual council dustcarts, but was like a large flat bed lorry with a huge, swimming pool sized open tank on it. The dustmen (or "waste operatives") travelled in the tank near the front of the tank. In the rear, initially hidden from view, were a load of tramps and other vagrants who got free rides. The dustcart stopped, and one of the dustmen shouted out "end of the line boys" and about 6 or 7 vagrants stood up and clambered over the sides of the tank.

  I woke up then, and went for a pee. I think that was around 4am. I am sure I had one or more dreams before I got up at 6am. Once I was off my bed (I didn't sleep under any covers) I went for a pee. I was not surprised that I only farted when I thought I would poo, although I feel sure a poo will come sooner or later. I then weighed myself. It was not good news. It was like I had put on 600gm since yesterday morning.

  That weight gain didn't seem like it would do my blood glucose any favours, but I was quite surprised. The Contour meter read a very good 7.6mmol/l. The GlucoRX meter was even lower at 7.2mmol/l, and even the Sinocare meter broadly agreed with these reading. It read 7.8mmol/l. That is three readings all in the light green range on my spreadsheet colou coding. That last happened on 15th May ! The best thing was it happened without even trying !

  There is one important thing I have to do this morning, and it is to go and see the vampires to give a blood sample. This is the one that will be used to detect breakdown products from a heart that is not getting enough oxygen. It may be the key to speed up whatever is needed to cure the angina and (sort of) shortness of breath I get when exercising. The appointment is for 11:35am, and after that I will probably go to Tesco. In an ideal world I would go for some exercise later, but I will probably choose to be very lazy....or not.