09:09 BST
Yesterday
was a very dull day, but at least it
was mostly dry. There was one brief
shower sometimes around midday, and
much later than the forecast
predicted. It was a very cool day
for this time of year (or at least
how I choose to believe it should
be). The morning started around 17°
C, and it slowly warmed to just 21°
C (according to the forecast (I
can't recall checking it on my own
thermometers). I think it was around
7 or 8pm when we actually had proof
the sun had not gone out. I recall
two sunny spells. Both were little
more than 15 seconds long !
The forecast for today looks
grim, but maybe the latest revision is
slightly less grim (by the skin of
it's teeth). The latest revision shows
the thunderstorms starting at midday,
and the lead up to them to be just mid
grey sky. They could continue until
4pm. The Met Office forecast is a bit
different. That warns of
thunderstorms, but doesn't actually
show any on the chart. It shows "light
showers" at midday, "heavy showers" at
1 and 2pm, and then "heavy rain" at
3pm. At 4pm they say "light showers",
and after that it should be dry, but
still dull. Both forecasters predict a
high of 21° C today. Tomorrow could
start chilly at just 14° C, and it
will rain, but from 11am the sun
should break through to bring sunny
spells for the rest of the day. The
afternoon high may only be 20° C.
Tuesday may see the return of sunnier
weather, and the build up to another
heatwave towards the end of the week.
Yesterday, the dismal weather,
even if it was almost dry, had a
dismal effect on me, and while I
didn't feel depressed at any time, my
actions, or lack of them, strongly
suggested otherwise. I did one
physical thing and one bit of
experimentation on myself by way of
altered diet.
As well as the cold and grey
weather to make me feel low, I was not
happy that I had not lost more of the
recent blip in my weight. One
potentially dangerous thing was to
have another of the habenero and lime
flavoured Korean instant noodles. The
first one seemed to be really hot -
both physically and spicy. I wondered
if it was the cause, or contributed to
my adventures in the night, and on the
toilet, and somehow made my weight
shoot up.
I made two changes when I
prepared those noodles yesterday. I
used less water, and that mean there
was less boiling water to cool down. I
expected it would make the flavouring
more intense, but curiously it didn't.
I allowed more time for the noodles to
cool off a bit, and maybe not scalding
my mouth with spicy "soup" just made
it seem a lot milder. In fact it was a
little disappointing, although though
still very nice.
After I had finished writing,
my plan was to have my usual rest, and
then have a shower. I was curious to
see what changes had been made to Aldi
after there few days of closure for
refurbishment/improvement. The problem
here was that I had a hand towel
soaking in it's big bucket in the
bath, and I would have to get that out
of the way before I could shower.
Things probably went downhill from
there.
I couldn't seem to find the
enthusiasm to finish that laundry job,
and the cold grey sky outside just
multiplied the lack of enthusiasm. The
next hurdle was that I began to feel
that there was no good reason to go
out for any shopping from anywhere. I
had sufficient food in the fridge, and
some of it needed using up before too
long. In theory I should have been
trying to avoid temptations of things
to eat while I was hoping to get my
weight back down.
I say "in theory" because while
that could have been ideal, in
practice I almost did the opposite.
One thing was bugging me, and it was
that my weight did not go back down
again, and perhaps had partly gone up
because I was peeing less -
particularly at night. That might
suggest as a kidney problem, but I
noticed a better reason. A
condition called
oedema.
The NHS page I've linked to is
interesting, but misses one important
point.
I first suffered from Oedema
after my quad bypass operation. It
was, and has always been when it
flares up, the left leg - the leg
where an artery was removed for the
bypass transplant. I was prescribed a
drug,
Furosemide
when I left hospital. I may have been
on it for up to a year, but it did the
trick, and the swelling of my left leg
when right down. It has come and gone
in a quite mild way a few times since
then (2013), but last night my leg
seemed to be very swollen in
comparison with my right leg. I'm not
sure it can account for all my weight
gain.
In a bid to actually raise my
blood glucose level, and so make me
pee more, I ate several things that
should have added a fair bit of sugar
to my diet, and that included two
slices of angel cake - one of which
was in the evening. I suppose the
angel cake was the most sugary thing I
ate, but I didn't hold back on a few
snacks, and had a (Tesco ready meal)
prawn curry for dinner. Essentially it
was almost like I was eating all the
wrong things, although it probably
only added up to a bit more than I
might have eaten if I was set on
controlling my food intake.
It was about mid afternoon
before I gritted my teeth, and went to
finish washing the hand towel that had
been in soak for so long (on Friday I
lightly wrung it out, and left it in a
big bucket, ready to add hot water
after I had had my shower, and washed
my hair prior to seeing the nurse). I
had actually started washing that
towel on Thursday ! After losing
count of the amount of rinses I gave
it, I hung the towel up to dry
indoors. I probably could have hung it
on the washing line, but the sky did
look like it could start to rain at
any minute (it actually stayed dry).
It was only in the evening when
I did other stuff - no reading until
later when I went to bed, and I had
finished the laundry. I amused
myself in the evening by doing some
cack handed multi-tasking. That is
supposed to be the posh way of saying
I watched a documentary about Jimi
Hendrix on Sky Arts, and then, as soon
as they started a long and boring ad
break I would switch to Dave where
they were showing three back to back
episodes of Red Dwarf. I would then
watch that until Dave showed an ad
break, and then go back to Sky Arts
for more Jimi Hendrix.
I'm not sure when anything
finished last night, but I suspect it
was around 10pm when I went to bed. I
managed to read a couple of pages
before I put the book down, turned out
the light, and quickly fell asleep. My
increased peeing in the night - mostly
in quantity rather than frequency -
was as desired, and I hoped for the
best. I think watching Red Dwarf
earlier inspired one dream last night.
The dream did not feature the
character "Cat" from Red Dwarf as
represented in the TV show, but
someone who had similar
characteristics....although when I try
to remember the dream I am not sure I
can actually recall seeing the person.
The significant thing about Cat is
that he has, in human form, many of
the characteristics of a cat - always
grooming, and being very egotistical.
The significant thing for my dream is
that he has a huge wardrobe, and
always likes to be extremely well
dressed. In the dream there was a
character who owned something like a
slim, but just as long, Volkswagen
microbus. It had been fitted out as a
mobile wardrobe.
I am sure there was more to the
dream than that, but just about my
entire memory of the dream is seeing
the open side of the vehicle, and
inside there was a rail from front to
back with clothes of all descriptions
hanging from it. There was also little
lockers/cupboards with trinkets and
stuff in them.
When I got up I went for one
more pee, and passed a fair bit of
wind (but no poo), and then weighed
myself. Yesterday I seemed to have
lost 200gm, and this morning I had put
that 200gm back on. I am now back to
the weight I was the day before
yesterday - the morning when, after
spending an hour on the toilet in the
early hours, found I had put on 1.6kg
when I thought I had passed so much
poo that my weight should have been
less, and not more.
There were enough clues to
believe I had probably ruined my blood
glucose level this morning, but it
seems I hadn't. Both the Contour
meter and GlucoRX meter gave readings
of 7.3mmol/l, and that is still very
good. This time my new Contour Plus
meter read 7.7mmol/l, and although not
quite as good, is still very
good. All three average out to
7.43mmol/l, and that is less than last
Friday, and the same as last Tuesday.
Last Wednesday was exceptionally low,
and yesterday was slightly lower.
Everything is in the green, and I am
very happy with every day this month,
and also the last day of June when
this run of low readings started.
Today brings a chance, possibly
two chances to ruin it all over again.
If I have the time and inclination, I
may get to Aldi today. It would be
handy to see if they have any
interesting beers. Sooner or later I
am going to have to make an order with
one of the beer companies to top up my
dwindling amounts of exotic beers.
Something exotic, or at least a bit
unusual, would be good for this
afternoon when Jodie will be over for
some beer tasting. Of course I would
not blame her if she declined to go
out because of heavy rain and may
thunderstorms. I certainly won't be
going to Aldi if it is pouring with
rain.
This afternoon should be
another beer tasting session like last
Thursday, when I made a point of
reducing my booze consumption. Like
last Thursday, I have an appointment
with the doctor tomorrow morning, and
to make matters worse it is at 11am,
and so I ought to try and appear
bright eyed and bushy tailed.
This appointment will be all about my
cardiovascular problems, and my blood
glucose and weight will probably not
matter - although I would not be
surprised to be told that a lower
weight, and maybe lower blood glucose,
would help my problem. One other
problem is that I probably won't have
time to finish writing before I have
to leave to go to the surgery, but I
will finish it when I get home.