25.04.2024 Still a mouth breather.

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  Thursday 25th 39F/4C [at 7.45] Overcast. Showers possible. The bad weather seems to be sliding past towards the NW.

 Up at 6am after an odd night. The weird dreams continue. Coughing bouts in the night. My dust dry mouth needed a visit to the kitchen tap. I am afraid to have water on the bedside table. I'd be fumbling blindly for the remote light switch. Only two trips to the fire bucket despite a beer with dinner.

 I am not well enough for my cooking class yet. It would not be kind to share my germs with them anyway. 

 It is approaching 8am and I have cabin fever. What can I do outside? I was wobbly yesterday just walking to the postbox. About 25 meters each way. Is a longer walk sensible? I am particularly deaf today. I can't hear myself type. Blocked sinuses? I hate feeling old and decrapped!           

21.00 Another day watching YT videos. Around 18.00 I suddenly felt unwell. Dizziness and nausea. I had spent half an hour catching up on the washing up. It was only 63F/17C out there. So I was probably chilled. 

 It had only been 64F/18C in the living room. Lighting the stove late hadn't helped. I kept all my clothes on and went to bed. Shaking furiously with cold for a while. I have had no afternoon bread roll nor dinner. I couldn't face anything. The room is now up to 21C/70F but I have probably ruined my sleep patterns for tonight.

 

 

  ~o~

24.04.2024 Rumours of my demise..

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 Wednesday 24th 39F/4C [at 8.15] becoming cloudier, with rain forecast.

 I woke up unexpectedly, to daylight, at 6.30am after a weird night. Wide awake at 1am. My only visit to the fire bucket. More out of boredom than necessity. I had deprived myself of fluids after 17.00 except for a small glass of milk. 

 Ironically, I had to have a glass of water. Because I was so parched from mouth breathing. I finally went back to sleep to yet more ludicrous dreams. One memorable highlight was visiting a high street clothes shop. Access and egress being provided only via a small hatch in the facade. On the first floor! And no, it wasn't North Face.

 I think it is safe to say I am finally on the mend. My nose is still running. My chest is full and wheezing but a better night's sleep has helped. My head no longer feels under pressure. Presumably from the formerly overflowing sinuses.

 The morning was spent dozing over YT videos again. I was having a very silly dream while seated and woke myself up to stop the nonsense!

 14.00 Just had a call from the hospital. My Monday appointment for a heart scan has been given to an acute case. So I should be fully recovered from my "man cold" in another three weeks. My foolishly squeaky voice should also have returned. To what passes as normal. [For me] I wonder whether they have been reading about my exploits in moving 3m^3 of stabilgrus [self-compacting gravel] with a shovel. While waiting for a third scan to confirm my mortality. Am I so famous as an online influencer? Surely not? 😂

 The forecast is for temperatures above 20C in a short while. At the same time Denmark has broken records for coldest and wettest going back 80 years to previous extremes. I lit the stove and it went out before the kindling took proper hold. It's an ill omen! I tell thee!  

 Dinner was a fry up of chicken, mushrooms, an egg and fresh tomatoes. Helped down with a buttered bread roll.

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23.04.2024 Another day wasted.

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  Tuesday 23rd 38F/3C [at 8am] Bright but cloudy. No sun yet. Rain later. Maximum of 7C forecast.

  Up at 7am after another awful night. Frequent trips to the fire bucket. Despite having nothing to drink after dinner. Coughing and sneezing fits. The phlegm is so thick and deep I can't fetch it up by coughing. Making my plumbing hurt. The glands in my neck hurt too when I swallow. At least there was no more nose bleeding.

 8.10. First glimpse of the sun. It is only 60F/15.6C in the room. So I'll have to light the stove.

 I didn't bother light the stove until later. A fleece jacket helps me to ignore the cold. Another day wasted on YouTube.

 I made poached eggs on toast for dinner. Using the strainer trick to separate the whites. It was a disaster. I shan't bother with that again. Four minutes and the yolks were hard. With hardly any whites left to play with.

 

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