Ivor’s Daily Gallivant
Saturday June 24, 2023
Got up at about five and had the last of the carton of milk I bought while away in Devon. It seemed to be creamier than our local milk but that may just be imaginary.
(I remembered during my phone call with the diabetes nurse in Devon, she had told me to take blood sugar readings in the morning and evening after stopping the metformin. This morning I took a reading.)
I put off having breakfast until the shops opens, because I thought there was no milk. At around seven I put on my trainers in readiness for a run to the Co-op. There was a Facebook post this morning with a photo of Dibden Inclosure from someone who’d had a two-and-a-half-hour morning run there.
As I was about to leave, and remembered running to the Co-op yesterday-to buy a carton of milk and leaving it on its side in the fridge.
(I hope I’m not going senile)
I went to Marcella and for a while was the only service user with two members of staff looking after me. I chatted with Margret about taking care of diabetes, covid and combating mental decline.
Josh came out with a sandwich which prompted me to run to Lidl and buy a ready meal and a pizza slice and I ate them as soon as I got back to Marcella.
Ben and David arrived, and we all four of us went for a walk. And were fortunate enough not to stumble across any suicidal transvestites on our travels.
After Marcella I had a much needed haircut in the new Hythe Barber Shop next to Waitrose.
Then I got home finished the last of the beef in red wine stew with a potato and took my blood sugar again which was still in target range.
Ivor’s Daily Gallivant
Saturday June 24, 2023
Got up at about five and had the last of the carton of milk I bought while away in Devon. It seemed to be creamier than our local milk but that may just be imaginary.
(I remembered during my phone call with the diabetes nurse in Devon, she had told me to take blood sugar readings in the morning and evening after stopping the metformin. This morning I took a reading.)
I put off having breakfast until the shops opens, because I thought there was no milk. At around seven I put on my trainers in readiness for a run to the Co-op. There was a Facebook post this morning with a photo of Dibden Inclosure from someone who’d had a two-and-a-half-hour morning run there.
As I was about to leave, and remembered running to the Co-op yesterday-to buy a carton of milk and leaving it on its side in the fridge.
(I hope I’m not going senile)
I went to Marcella and for a while was the only service user with two members of staff looking after me. I chatted with Margret about taking care of diabetes, covid and combating mental decline.
Josh came out with a sandwich which prompted me to run to Lidl and buy a ready meal and a pizza slice and I ate them as soon as I got back to Marcella.
Ben and David arrived, and we all four of us went for a walk. And were fortunate enough not to stumble across any suicidal transvestites on our travels.
After Marcella I had a much needed haircut in the new Hythe Barber Shop next to Waitrose.
Then I got home finished the last of the beef in red wine stew with a potato and took my blood sugar again which was still in target range.