Illness

Last thing Thursday night (26th) I had to strain a bit to pee. On Friday morning, very little came out (about an egg-cup full) and it was rather painful. I was also constipated – it didn’t even feel as though there was anything there that wouldn’t come out, just the constipated feeling between navel and bladder. It continued all day Friday (when I woke far too late to ring the GP) and Saturday … generally OK lying down, but as soon as I stood up intense urge to pee. Saturday evening I took 30ml of lactulose (from a rather old bottle), so Sunday morning bowels moved ok (as much as lactulose ever does). However, a dull pain in both front and back up in my back passage, which got much worse if I sat down … recliner with footrest up, or lying down were OK. Temperature peaked at 39C but went down again.

Up at 6am on Monday (woke to pee, decided to stay awake and ring GP). Shower at 7am, rang GP at 8 on the dot and was 13th in the queue. They rang back within 15 minutes offering an appointment at 10:40, and asking me to bring a urine sample. Fortunately, I had a sample pot left over from my last attack of prostatitis five-plus years ago. My guess of an egg-cup full was about right – the measure on the sample pot showed 40ml.

windflowers

The first of the wand-flowers (dierama “Blackbird”) has opened. A longtime favourite of mine … I remember large clumps of them in the garden of family friends who then lived in Ireland when I was a child, impressing me with the way they flutter in the slightest breeze. Delicate, yet robust enough to withstand pretty strong winds.

produce

The first small picking of broad beans. They’re much later than many people’s, because they’re spring-sown, rather than autumn-sown. The soil here is so heavy and full of clay that anything sown in the autumn simply rots before it has a chance to germinate.

Grandpa Ott

The first half-dozen flowers on the Morning Glory today. It’s self-sown – the ones I started indoors are at least a fortnight behind. This is the dark blue “Grandpa Ott”, as the light “Heavenly Blue” I grew in London just doesn’t seem to thrive in my present garden.

Later was the second go at ear-wax removal – the wax in my dodgy left ear had proved resistant to the microsuction at Specsavers last week, and I’ve been on 3x daily sprays of olive oil (followed by lie-down for 5 minutes each time). Today was successful – a large lump, about the size of two match-heads in total – came out, and I’ve been pronounced clear. I very much hope that my hearing will be restored enough that I can hear where things are coming from. Birdsong in particular has been very frustrating to have no idea where the bird actually is!

solstice time …

Despite being exceedingly hot (29.5C) and humid (74%, due to two shower-ettes that promptly evaporated) the Ladies Bedstraw and the Scabious in the wildflower bank behind the pond both opened this afternoon. It certainly feels like the height of summer!


Blood test results …

Bugger!

Blood test results are back. My blood sugar (HbA1c) is 41, back to where it was 9 years ago. I’ve made significant lifestyle changes since then – sugar consumption massively reduced, potatoes and rice almost absent from my diet, cakes and biscuits (except oatcakes) on special occasions only, and so on. Fruit and veg consumption up (average so far this year is 6.2 a day). 2 “veggie” and one “fish” days a week, bread usually homebaked (45% white, 45% wholemeal, 10% oatmeal). Gentle exercise continues to increase … just over 5,600 steps average in the Light months (ie British Summer Time) so far this year.

Being realistic, I don’t see what further changes I can make that will be sustainable. As I wrote nine years ago I’m in the condition of “normal, if only marginally so” which has been so common in all aspects of my life!

Also in the condition of “normal, if only marginally so” is total cholesterol and cholesterol ratio. The GP’s pharmacist has arranged to ring me next week, which I suspect is to discuss this. They increased my daily simvastatin from 10mg to 20mg last year (40mg is the usual maximum). As above, my diet is pretty healthy (I cook with rapeseed or olive oil, and so on), but I do normally have full-fat soft cheese at lunchtime. As an experiment, I’ve ordered ricotta, soft goat cheese, and low-fat Leerdammer for tomorrow’s Waitrose delivery – all of these are (per serving) about half the fat of the cheeses I’ve been having. Also on the order is Benecol blueberry drink with plant stannols (cholesterol-lowering), instead of the Actimel pro-biotic drink I’ve been having. Bacon or sausages once a week may have to be moved to once a fortnight … but otherwise, I think there are few changes possible. Perhaps a bit more chicken and less pork, though I do choose lean cuts most of the time. Sadly, organic chicken is fiendishly expensive, and there’s something in non-organic supermarket chicken that makes me ill (I suspect residual traces of antibiotics).

Meanwhile, I may have to say goodbye to these:

spicy

The first flower opened on the nasturtiums this morning, though for several days I’ve been picking odd leaves to add a bit of spice to salads. A heritage variety, of course, dating from 1884, it carries the slightly unfortunate High Victorian name of “Empress of India”. Despite that, in my opinion it’s incomparably the best, outperforming fancier modern varieties for display and for taste.

late arrival of help …

Better late than never!

I’ve been squashing greenfly by hand on the back rose every morning for the past fortnight … hopefully, this little creature is only the first of many to produce larvae that will keep the pests under control.

And, somewhat later, a pond pic. The white iris has opened, and there are waterliles, bulrushes, and monkeyflower (formerly Mimulus, now re-branded as Erythranthe). Damselflies are flitting about, and the water from the pump is making pleasant plashing sounds.


geranium day

Geranium (no, not pelargonium) day today.The darker one is the bloody cranesbill (Geranium sanguineum) which is so called because the leaves turn a deep red in autumn. The lighter one is self-sown, probably from my original pencilled cranesbill (Geranium versicolor), possibly hybridised with something else, perhaps a local wild cranesbill. It’s so called because the markings allegedly look like pencil lines.


smelly things

Opening the bedroom door at the top of the stairs this morning, I was met by the glorious scent of sweet peas, from the bunch on the coffee table downstairs. It always amazes me just how far the scent of some flowers can reach! My back rose, “Etoile d’Hollande” does llkewise, and the first flower on that opened this morning.

btw, photo taken with flash – sunlight doesn’t reach there until early afternoon.