What was your fasting blood glucose? (full on chat)

[Annb]

Fbg 6.2

Another page in my sketchbook...
Painted in acrylics, pastel and a white gel pen.

Today did not go as planned at all...
A very frustrating day. I've got no work done in my bedroom.

I was going to treat myself to a breakfast this morning, but all the traffic on the main road at the bottom was a gridlock so that put paid to that and so I just went to Tesco's and had to pay high prices then I would've done this morning. I had no desire to sit in a traffic queue.

But as I was walking to Tesco from the car, I was pushing my wheelie, when suddenly a hand clapped itself in the middle of my back quite hard... I turned around and there was a tall man in what looked like a builders jacket. And he said to me, "I was asking you if you were alright." I had never seen him before and as far as I can tell I wasn't looking in need of any help. I was just walking to Tesco's. I haven't done my shopping yet.... he said some other stuff I could not make out what he said so I just said I'm fine, thank you. But it shook me that somebody would do that....

So when I get home, I was a bit out of sorts because that was a shock to my system and I went to bed and went to sleep for a few hours.

I woke up to a text from the doctor's surgery, from the diabetic nurse saying that she wanted me to come in a week early, that was this week and could I confirm?... well it is a Noreply text so how the heck can I confirm that I am coming in to this change of date. There is no email to this surgery., and I was not going out this afternoon or indeed tomorrow to the surgery saying I can make it for Thursday. So I wrote a letter saying she give me no options to reply to her. She had not given me a reply route., and so I was sending a letter as the best alternative...the post box is just round the corner...

Then in the mail was another one of those government CDs which the government persist on sending me even though I've told them I cannot hear the words on them. I've tried many routes to the government, explaining I am deaf and I need either a transcript to the CD or I need the normal type letter which gives you information. It was the lady from Council, last year I think, when I asked her if she could tell me what was on the CD and she said she could not because that was confidential information for me. Well, it is so confidential it stays on the blooming CD hidden away from its intended recipient, and I have no idea what it is.... but the lady from the counter told me that the government has to pay for all the letters it sends out to all of us people, but if it's a disability thing like for someone who's blind or other stuff because they send it by alternate means that is this CD to a blind person, then all this goes free for The government, and they don't have to pay for any of this...

And that wasn't the end of complications for my day...

I went to my bank app to pay for a credit card statement... and in this section it's only entries I've made personally for people I pay money to. Well, there was an extra entry and I'm thinking, but I never made that entry.... but it worries me. I could've just deleted it because in this section I have to make the payment each time for anything.... so I went to the section that would allow me to delete it. But it refused to be deleted.. I close down the app and left it a bit and tried again but it still won't be deleted so here is me going onto that stupid infernal chat bot it which doesn't even have the brains of a rock. I told it to get a real person for me.... again I had to wait more than the 30 minutes before anyone replied and again it was a bit of a tortuous conversation with a longer gap in between each message before I got a reply.... they could not tell me why this entry had been made, but they deleted it from their end. However, I think it is when the banks went down and when everything came back up again, some things were done wrongly while everything was trying to restore....

That still was not the end of all the problems of my day... I did mention about a week ago only half of an Amazon parcel arrived. Two of the items were missing (two shirts).... but when I went into the Amazon stuff, it would not let me complain about it or ask for a refund refund or even report what happened. Because it was all insisting that it had been delivered... but it had not, and I was getting Amazon telling me oh look in your back go and knock on the neighbours door. But that didn't help me when it's half the parcel that is missing and I have only received one half... I tried every day, but I got nowhere and I was in that infernal loop of bot messages. Finally something came up but it had not been dispatched, but it still had no separate tracking number to the stuff that says it has been delivered.. Finally I went onto ChatGPT and asked for help how to deal with it... he went through all the options...I said I had done them all so then he gave me an email address, and dictated me a letter to write which explained everything and that's what I have just done, but the whole thing took about four hours. So as you can see, I have not been able to achieve anything in my bedroom today and I am totally fed up with everything.... I just feel like saying why flipping bother....

So hopefully I will get a reply from my email to Amazon within 24 hours. There was no automatic response to say that they had received that email.

So I've done nothing today that is useful, but you could say all that was useful that I've done, but it's all Internet computer stuff, mismanaged computer stuff, mismanaged Internet stuff, and inefficient systems... and I have had to navigate all that...

I am listening to Hildegard's Voices of Angels to try and calm down. I presume it is in Latin and so consequently my brain can make no sense of it and so it doesn't try to work out the words. And this allows my brain to relax and quieten down. I can't listen to the songs on here that have music attached to them, because my brain is trying to make sense of the music and it makes sense of music in inappropriate ways which is not relaxing at all, for example the first one in the celestial whatever it was all I could hear was wasps... my brain interpreted that music as wasps. The Cochlear implant is not particularly designed for music.... but the voices in a language I do not know, my brain can just rest, all the neural pathways can just rest... but I cannot keep the Cochlear sound processor on overnight... apparently it is dangerous and can cause an overload in the brain... I am streaming these voices directly into my brain... so I cannot hear any outside noise... at the moment I would love to keep this on all night in my sleep... but I can't....

Night night from me...

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Oh Gennepher, what an awful day you had. Love the horse, by the way. Something very special there.

Actually, it worries me that these techie systems seem to work so badly and all the while, we are being forced to rely on them more and more. I've noticed that a few of the websites I use have problems at the moment - not just me. When I contact the ones that can be contacted and ask why, I only get told that, yes they know about the problem and are trying to fix it, but that never happens. My brother finds the same thing, but he, at least has a son and a son-in-law who work in the tech industry and can sort things out for him. So it seems that, in order to live in this brave new world of ours, we need to have an IT specialist on hand. How many of us have that? Neil is pretty good, but he is an amateur and doesn't have access to some of the information he would need to deal with these things.

BG at 03.25 today was 7.1. Odd, because when I hauled myself upright this morning, the Libre was yelling at me that I was too high (that would be over 8).

Still trying to sort through things that Neil brings in from the container. He found Em's box of paints and old pictures yesterday. I've sorted through them, thrown out the junk (old pens that don't work, brushes with bent and useless bristles and so on) and put them into a new box to see what she wants of it. He found a box full of cake decorating things (re-usable boards, tools for icing and so on). There are about a dozen 9", plastic cake drums which I used to use when baking for a local cafe, years ago. Not sure what to do with them. They are too good to throw out, but I can't see a charity shop having any use for them.

 

[gennepher]

Morning all. No known fbg to share here just "touching base" and sharing a poem. @gennepher what a nightmare day but you did achieve so much, just not what was intended. Thank you for giving us all the gift of your art and inspiration not to be cowered into acceptance . @alf_Josiah I hope you enjoyed the meal so kindly prepared - on Sunday wasn't it? @LouT congratulations on starting the day in single figures. @dunelm thank you for sharing that poetry. Have a simply spiffing Tuesday if possible but it is is also ok not to be ok. A poem - lest we forget: RIP Ben P and all the others.

Thank you very much @ianpspurs

That was indeed a nightmare day...I soldiered through it, which was the only avenue open to me, But there were points where I was totally at the end of my endurance....
Thank you very much for your lovely painting compliments of my horse....

 

[gennepher]

Oh Gennepher, what an awful day you had. Love the horse, by the way. Something very special there.

Actually, it worries me that these techie systems seem to work so badly and all the while, we are being forced to rely on them more and more. I've noticed that a few of the websites I use have problems at the moment - not just me. When I contact the ones that can be contacted and ask why, I only get told that, yes they know about the problem and are trying to fix it, but that never happens. My brother finds the same thing, but he, at least has a son and a son-in-law who work in the tech industry and can sort things out for him. So it seems that, in order to live in this brave new world of ours, we need to have an IT specialist on hand. How many of us have that? Neil is pretty good, but he is an amateur and doesn't have access to some of the information he would need to deal with these things.

BG at 03.25 today was 7.1. Odd, because when I hauled myself upright this morning, the Libre was yelling at me that I was too high (that would be over 8).

Still trying to sort through things that Neil brings in from the container. He found Em's box of paints and old pictures yesterday. I've sorted through them, thrown out the junk (old pens that don't work, brushes with bent and useless bristles and so on) and put them into a new box to see what she wants of it. He found a box full of cake decorating things (re-usable boards, tools for icing and so on). There are about a dozen 9", plastic cake drums which I used to use when baking for a local cafe, years ago. Not sure what to do with them. They are too good to throw out, but I can't see a charity shop having any use for them.

Thank you very much for the lovely horse compliment... I was in a flow moment when I did that... And just sort of completely disappeared into it... I really badly need to do more artwork. It helps me... I won't allow myself to start more artwork until I have finished my bedroom.. this is really a massive and clear out. It is for my next 30-year plan... I always have a 30-year plan... Which might sound a bit odd now I'm 76, but I'm still doing my 30-year plan...and I still have 2 more rooms to do...

Like you, I fear for the future with all this internet stuff. I am only a relative newbie to the internet. I bought my first computer, it was a little netbook in about 2010, But I spent most of the time being totally stuck and not knowing how to do anything. I then bought an iPad, might have been one of the first, because I needed something to communicate with my friends online while they were helping me to repair my netbook or sort out my netbook.. the iPad allowed me to communicate with my friend in the States (And we are still friends online), who I had only met online, to actually access my netbook and repair it. It was terrifying watching that cursor move all by itself. Obviously with hindsight that was a heck of a chance I took, But I have been very lucky because I had no one there to help me.
I do fear for the future with all this internet stuff getting more and more convoluted. I can see the day when I will retire to the hills, and not using any services at all, and I will be a total hermit....

Like you @Annb I do have a lot of specialist to get rid of... I have been to the charity shops and they don't want a lot of stuff I have. They tell me it is too specialist. So then I drive to the nearest Oxfam which is some considerable miles away and I try there. If they don't take it after my effort of doing that, I am afraid my items get shoved into the nearest street litter bin. Yes it is sad I do that, but I have expended as much time and effort as I am able, to find it a home. I make no apologies for doing that, and I do not need any kind ideas from other people on other ways to find it at home, because my time is valuable and I do not have any more time to do that...

Good luck in trying to find a home for your stuff and find some charity shops that will take it... But you are a bit restricted where you live...