Yesterday was a fairly good day. In fact, in one respect it was a very good day - walking to and from Tesco with no coat needed !

  Maybe it was the bright and sunny morning that inspired me to spend less time resting after I had finished writing yesterday, and instead going for a shampoo and shower. As the weather, and the ground through which my water pipes enter my house, warms up, the water from the tap on my bath warms up. Later in the year I will need to turn the temperature down, but yesterday it was comfortably hot. That made for a more enjoyable shower, and for washing my hair.

  Once I was clean and shiny, although I'll admit I really needed a shave as well, I felt good about going out, and going out without a coat on. It was only a short walk to Tesco, but it would have been quite comfortable walking further - such as around the park. That is comfortable as in the temperature, but also comfortable as in my legs and ankles seem to be recovering their former strength. It may still be a little time before I am ready to enjoy much longer walks, but things improve with every bit of walking I do.

  As I am sure I must have mentioned yesterday, I was not desperate to top up the fridge and freezer, but in a few more days it would become a bit important. That was no excuse for buying a lot more than usual.....or did I ? The size of the bill suggested I had bought half the store, but it all fitted into my rucksack and one Aldi re-usable bag. I suppose it was a bit heavy, but I managed to walk both to and from Tesco non stop, and at a fair pace (but not as fast as I hope I will be able to again.

  One of the first places I headed to, once inside the store, was the sandwich shelves. I freely admit they are an expensive luxury, and it is all another symptom of laziness, but I have my reasons. Although I enjoyed a couple of sandwiches for my lunch after getting home from the store, a more important thing was to have a couple of sandwiches waiting in the fridge when I get home from The Jolly Farmers today. If, as intended, I walk there, possibly via a longer route, and then after walking back, I am usually ravenous. Having a couple of sandwiches may save me from some even more unhealthy eating.

  I guess it is a terrible confession, but going to and from Tesco, plus buying stuff while in there, seemed as if it was enough for one day. I spent a very lazy afternoon laying on my bed, with the added luxury of bright sunshine shining through the windows onto my body. I can't actually remember snoozing, but I would be surprised if I didn't have at least one snooze. I know I definitely read a chapter of two of the book I am reading - Douglas Adam's "The Long Dark Tea Time Of The Soul".

  At some time during the afternoon I had a very naughty snack of a thick slice of iced Madeira cake. I mention this now because it is mostly relevant to my blood glucose readings this morning - they were actually very good despite this chunk of very sweet cake !

  The next great event of the day was dinner. It was actually a relatively safe meal. It was mini oven cooked.grilled "Mediterranean style mixed vegetable for roasting" and three sausages with black pudding in them. I must admit it was nicer than I thought, or even sounds. I did follow it with some (potentially) very naughty chocolate ice cream. Maybe the caffeine in the chocolate was responsible for some difficulty of getting to sleep last night.

  My evening was spent mostly watching TV. None of it was really exciting, and some only marginally entertaining (and that was after selecting what I could stand watching very carefully). I can't quite remember what time I went to bed, but I knew I read a few more pages from my book before trying, and failing to fall asleep. I could not get comfortable. There was the usual too hot and too cold problem, but also I found my legs, and maybe to a lesser extent, my ankles, seemed to not like any position I tried.

  It is very probable that I lay in bed, tossing and turning, for a lot less time than it seemed to be, before falling into a pleasant sleep. Maybe it was even a good sleep - who knows ? I did not seem to wake very often to go for a pee, and when I did I didn't seem to pee all that much. That is despite taking my evening dose of Furosemide, the usually quite aggressive diuretic tablet. This morning I would learn that one reason was that my blood glucose was being very positively affected by my latest injection of Mounjaro (injected after my shower yesterday).

  I had one notable dream last night. It was sort of in the form of a documentary, but with no narration, and maybe no sound at all. The latter is a shame because it was all about sound. It was about two big cathedrals, or at least two grand buildings with big organs in them. Cathedrals would seem to fit the description, but gothic cinema would also suit.

  The significant bit of the dream was that one of the buildings had been designed a few hundred years ago by an architect who understood the science of sound. He had designed the foundations to include many resonant chambers that were connected to the organ. The result was an ultra rich bass presence, and the lowest notes would literally shake the foundations by design. It is a shame that the dream seemed to be silent because the "soundtrack" could have been magnificent.

  When I got up I went for a pee, as usual, but so far this morning I have not passed any poo.....on the other hand I did seem to produce an abundance yesterday (one stool did not flush away until this morning !).  Not pooing may have had a negative effect on my weight, but considering all I ate, and what some of it was, I guess a gain of just 100gm was not too terrible.

  One the other hand, despite some stuff I have already confessed to, plus some I haven't, my blood glucose readings were magnificent this morning. The very best was a very rare 5.8mmol/l. Readings as low as "fives" are very rare, and only happen a few times a year - or so I guess. The other two readings were not as good, but still very good , just 6.4 and 6.9mmol/l. That Mounjaro may not do much, or indeed anything for my weight - the thing it is supposed to be famous for, but it works miracles on my blood glucose.

  I am not too sure how I feel this morning. I guess I could use the word good, but that has too many expectations tagged to it. As already stated, my blood glucose is very good this morning, and my blood pressure at 112/52 is also very good (at least I think it is, but different cardiologists seem to have different ideas). Probably the biggest plus is the bright sunny weather, and it should be warm enough for no coat later. The only negative is a growing feeling that I am probably constipated, but even that may pass before the morning is over.

  I am looking forward to a walk through the park to the Jolly Farmers today, but maybe I might not walk through much of the park. I am considering walking via the little supermarket on Catford Bridge to get a few things - mostly for me, but maybe a treat for Ayse, and a treat for Michael. I'll then go to Catford Bridge station and get a train to Ladywell. From there it is a short-ish walk to the pub through a bit of the park. I may get the train home again, or I might walk. It does seem like walking weather, and I seemed to be building my walking capabilities up now. I might even consider still walking to the pub by walking the entire length of the park.
P.S. I am considering wearing shorts for my walk in the park.
P.P.S. I am now no longer constipated !