Wednesday. 10.25 a.m. The heat is rising. The temperature in my flat as I compose this is 77ºF.
I have just returned from shopping in Sainsbury's. Hardly any other shoppers.
This often happens to me, someone wants something off a shelf which is out of reach, so I'm asked to get it for them. A short lady in one of the aisles.'Please, could you reach it for me?' I should charge £1 and give it to charity at this rate.
The rearranged store is still causing havoc. I wanted chocolate sauce (which is great on ice cream, particularly at the moment with temperatures rising.) It has been in the same position for years and suddenly it's moved, but search as I might, I can't find it anywhere. What on earth is the point of all this?
6.40 p.m. We had another tea party in the community lounge, here at Dexter House. Plenty of tea, scones and cakes. You could almost say, 'lashings of tea and cake', some sort of conversation, but not a lot. Pleasant. Attempting to get any sort of intelligent conversation going is a bit like extracting blood out of the proverbial stone, drawing teeth, or some other idiom. The only problem is, that stuffing my face full of cake, scones and tea at that time of day, ruins my appetite for my evening meal. So, I have it at around 7 o'clock. Meaning the balance of things is put out. It's no a big issue, but as I get used to my routine, it's thrown out considerably.
The two items I had ordered from Amazon, an ice pack and a unit to take my printer, arrived around 4.45. I have managed to construct the printer unit. Made of metal pieces which is constructed with the aid of an Allen key. A bit fiddly to get some bolts to go through two layers of metal, but, with a bit of effort and a lot of patience, it is now done and in roughly the position I want it in my bedroom. I will sort it out tomorrow.
The ice pack was put in my freezer for an hour. It contains a gel that absorbs cold and goes into a bag which you then fix around the particular body part you have pain in, such as my left knee, and then just leaves it to do its job. I can feel a definite improvement, so, hopefully, after about a month of use, I trust it will alleviate the pain I have been experiencing with bursitis over the last month or so.
I just learnt that bursitis is another name for housemaid's knee, but probably it's not PC to use that term, and probably a lot of young people wouldn't know what a housemaid was.
Thursday. 6.40 a.m. I am continuing with using Voltarol on my knee and I've just had a ten-minute session with the icepack. Both these treatments seem to be working, and I can bend my left leg with reduced discomfort.
11.30 a.m. The thermometer currently reads 82ºF. It's going to get hotter and, according to Carol Kirkwood, the BBC Breakfast weather lady, the Met Office has announced that there will be the first-ever Red warning for extreme heat during the next few days, until at least Sunday.
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