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Wednesday, 11 September 2013
This wasn't actually me above, but, as you can imagine, the scene was exactly the same.
My doctor has insisted that I have a blood test for my diabetes, so Nurse Sandrine came first thing yesterday morning with her Dracula kit, and drained me of what must have been several litres of fine quality rouge.
In reality, I suppose it did need to be done. I'd decided, some years back, that I would ignore my type 2 diabetes, but I've recently been experiencing bouts of extreme tiredness, and I imagine that the diabetes is probably to blame.
I'm just hoping that when the tests come back, and my doctor, Françoise, analyses the dreadful state of my inner workings, that it will result in my only taking ONE more tablet a day. I am already taking 4 a day for various nonsensical reasons, and I really don't want to be rattling around like a pair of maracas.
I now await the wretched results!
p.s. I should add that my late father had both his legs amputated as a result of his diabetes; so I do take things 'reasonably' seriously.
*One of the downfalls of an old house is that they need lots of money
spending on them, maintaining all of the boring things ..... we are having
4 weeks ago
The difference between an optimist and a pessimist, is that the optimist enjoys himself whilst waiting for the inevitable! I AM that optimist!
This is a daily, optimistic, 'photos and comments' blog. I make no judgements (only occasionally), just notes. If you wish to comment in any way at all, please feel free. Everything and everyone (except the obdurate and dictatorial) is very welcome.
I was born just south of London, but for the past 46 years I've lived in S W France. I am a painter by profession, and writer by desire. Lady Magnon and I live in an ancient cottage, in a tiny village, in perfectly tranquil countryside. We have a vegetable garden called 'Haddock's' (this may crop up from time to time), plenty of fruit trees, and a view that takes the breath away; we also have a Border Collie called Billy. I try to treat our planet with respect, and encourage others to do likewise (without preaching).
Contentment is a glass of red, a plate of charcuterie, and a slice of good country bread. Perfect!