... bleurgh...
Yes, it's a cold. Not quite as bad as the one over Yule, but most unpleasant nevertheless. 24 hours and counting.
Why is it techies are incapable of answering more than one query at a time? Do they simply not
see more than one? It's often not even the query at the top, either. It's not just blogger; ClaraNET and Supanames are the same. I mean, I understand most techies are male, and males are fundamentally incapable of multi-tasking, but it really makes them look incompetent, which does nothing to instil confidence in their abilities...
So, today. Waking up hungry at six am after sod all sleep, feeling rough and knowing you can't eat for another six hours is not a great start to the week. However, the nurse I saw was very friendly and chatty - which helped to reduce the inevitable elevated blood pressure from simply
being at the doctors' surgery. She took the first blood sample (from inside my left elbow) at 9.55, then had me drink a mug - large mug, mind you, not a normal glass - of Lucozade [ick] which she had at least poured a few minutes earlier to get rid of some of the gassiness. Then I was packed off to hang about for two hours until it was time to take the second sample...
Luckily Broadwalk is a good place to 'hang about': five charity shops, the 99p shop, and the games and DVD exchange, where I was tempted into their 'buy 3 for £10' offer and picked up
Ghostbusters 2,
Fantastic Four - and
Our Man Flint. Which I loved as a child, and bought for nostalgic reasons (I'll probably hate it now...)
Back at the surgery the nurse reached for my right arm, explaining that they prefer not to take two samples from the same arm as it can lead to bruising. Somewhat reluctantly, and warning her that when I was a blood donor they had to take from the left arm as no-one could find a vein in the right, I let her try...
[wince] And she hit something - a nerve, or possibly, she said, a valve - and it hurt like hell. AND she couldn't draw any blood! So she taped cotton wool to the hole and took the second sample from my left arm (I did assure her I don't bruise easily, which is nowt but the truth and has always been a bit of a trial, as there've been numerous occasions when I have actually walloped myself quite badly and found there's nothing to show for it...) Anyway, she apologised for being 'spiteful' - [bemused] I've never heard it called
that before: it was hardly her fault I have an idiosyncratic body with shy and awkward veins! - and made a small puncture beside the first without any problem.
I can ring for the results next Monday, and we'll take it from there. If they're normal, I won't need to do anything except get it checked every now and then, I suppose. If it isn't, I'll make an appointment to see the doctor.
I have to go back next month anyway: she wants to take my blood pressure again. It was much lower this time than last, but still higher than she liked, even with my explaining it was bound to be through the roof as I didn't want to be there. Eh well. We'll see what happens.
In other news... Ken evicted Hortense from the outside loo, but we were right and there was an egg-sac in the corner: the old webs are now
covered in minute spidlings smaller than a pinhead. Although not as many as there were to start with: there's a large and getting larger
folcus out there stalking them...
Last week's
Dr Who... oh dear. Oh dear oh dear oh dear. I like Hugh Quarshie - he turns up in the most unexpected places and made a creditable New Yorker - but Daleks again? And that hybrid was just
stupid. [sigh]
We're still watching
Heroes, and still mostly enjoying it (I like the plot twists), but Ken commented that it's very slow, and I think he's beginning to tire of it a little. I haven't yet, which is a first for an American series in the last three years, but I agree it is dragging a little.
We now have an oscillating tower fan, ready to help cope with the expected hot weather.
I found it mildly amusing that when I signed up for yet another google account to get access here, my anti-spam 'word' was paingis. Assuming the g stands for google - yes, it
is a pain.
[growl] New blogger flash-up warnings are bloody
pink.
The wisteria smells
wonderful...
Right. No point going to bed until I'm too tired to keep my eyes open: I won't sleep anyway. Better find something fun to do.
Labels: blood pressure, diabetes testing, Dr Who, DVDs, Heroes, spiders, well if they're going to give me labels I'm damn well going to use them...
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