{"id":21244,"date":"2026-06-25T19:44:00","date_gmt":"2026-06-25T19:44:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/lesguis.com\/wp\/?p=21244"},"modified":"2026-06-26T12:59:00","modified_gmt":"2026-06-26T12:59:00","slug":"thursday-25th-june-2026-i-am-going","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lesguis.com\/wp\/?p=21244","title":{"rendered":"
Thursday 25th June 2026 – AND FIRST, THE … <\/div>"},"content":{"rendered":"

… bad news. I start back this weekend on three dialysis sessions per week. Apparently, once more Emilie the Cute Consultant has put her foot down … Mind you, she had to send an oppo out to bring me the bad news just in case I chose to argue or to fight. She doesn’t want to upset me that much, which is good news. <\/p>\n

Actually, my cleaner and I have been expecting this for a few weeks now, ever since I saw the last complete set of blood test notes. They didn’t look healthy at all. Nevertheless, I was rather hoping to avoid the inevitable for as long as I could.<\/p>\n

Anyway, last night after I’d finished everything that needed doing and was preparing for bed, something else cropped up And it ended up being well after 23:30 by the time that I slid into bed.<\/p>\n

Now these days, things are becoming so confused. This last day or two, I’ve not been able to work out when I’m awake or when I’m asleep. There doesn’t seem to be a difference to me. So I’m not sure whether I’m falling asleep, whether I’m dreaming or whatever is going on. In fact, I seem to be in a right mess these days with all of this hallucinating or whatever it is that’s going on.<\/p>\n

Consequently, I’ve no idea what time it was that I fell asleep or anything.<\/p>\n

One thing that I do know is that round about 02:30, I had another one of these enormous twenty-minute coughing fits that led to yet another bout of vomiting, but anyway …<\/p>\n

Seeing that I was awake, I decided to go for a stroll on the parapet and then I went back to bed. I suppose that at some point, I must have fallen asleep, because I remember another dramatic awakening, this time at 06:19.<\/p>\n

There was no point going back to sleep at that point, so I put my feet on the floor and claimed an early start.<\/p>\n

After the alarms had sounded, I went into the bathroom to sort myself out and came back in here to listen to the dictaphone. But I needn’t have bothered. It seems that I have forgotten how to dream, which is a disaster. <\/p>\n

Instead, I found a few other things to do until Isabelle the Nurse turned up. Once more, I was banned from the kitchen and she insisted on dealing with me in here, which is not how I would like things, not in my own apartment.<\/p>\n

Eventually, I managed to struggle into the kitchen and read the rest of “The Mediaeval Findings At Minnis Bay, Birchington, Site Of The Lost Settlement Of Gore End, Limb Of The Cinque Port Of Dover” by Trevor and Vera Gibbons. This was something that I downloaded FROM ACADEMIA.EDU<\/a>.<\/p>\n

It was one of those books that went out, not with a bang but with a whimper, and I do have to say that I was surprised by the “informal tone” of the book. Not in the least academic at all. <\/p>\n

Back in here, I made a start on writing the radio notes. And by the time that I was ready to go and have a wash and shave, I’d written just over a quarter of them. I’ll finish off the rest tomorrow. <\/p>\n

Having had a good wash and shave in case I meet Emilie the Cute Consultant this afternoon, I went into the kitchen to prepare everything for dialysis. My faithful cleaner came to join me and applied my anaesthetic to my arm, and then I had to wait for the taxi.<\/p>\n

She was a few minutes late, and then we had to go to pick up someone else. Nevertheless, we were still early arriving in Avranches, and the good news is that I had been promoted to the new, air-conditioned building, complete with its luxurious single bedrooms.<\/p>\n

The bad news is, though, that it’s not the same wi-fi password so I had to ask for another. And that took an age before the nurse brought it to me. I think that she was seeking revenge because the one who was dealing with me today was the one who nags me that I won’t do my own compression.<\/p>\n

The doctor came to see me and told me the bad news about Saturday. However, she also brought me a prescription for another round of that mega-antibiotic that killed this cough off, temporarily, a few weeks ago. Let’s hope that it does the same this time too, only much more permanently. <\/p>\n

Just because I was in solitary confinement doesn’t mean that I was left alone. They set the machine to perform a blood pressure test every thirty minutes, and each time, as the blood pressure dropped and dropped, the alarm bell rang and the nurses came a-running. They can’t seem to understand that although a blood pressure of 8\/5 is extremely low in their eyes, it’s quite normal for me. <\/p>\n

Once more, I was last to be unplugged but my chauffeur was waiting for me and we drove home through the menacing black sky. There’s a storm brewing, right enough. <\/p>\n

There was a group of neighbours hanging around the front door, chatting, when I arrived. I joined in for a while and then my cleaner helped me into here. I changed my shoes and then came in here, ready to go to bed. I’ve had enough for the day so I’ll finish my notes tomorrow.<\/p>\n

But as I climbed into bed, the flashes of lightning creeping in around the gaps in the edges of the shutters looked impressive. My cleaner, who has a view south towards Avranches, gave me a running commentary on the ‘phone as to how the storm was developing, but just as it was becoming interesting, I must have fallen asleep. <\/p>\n

But before I go, seeing as we have been talking about thunder and lightning … "well, one of us has" – ed<\/em> … there was a priest and a businessman playing golf on the golf course at Avranches during the storm.
\nThe businessman went to make an easy putt to win the hole, but his ball ran past. "F**k me, I missed"<\/em><\/strong> he exclaimed.
\n"Really!"<\/em><\/strong> said the priest, totally outraged. "Kindly moderate your language in the presence of the Lord!"<\/em><\/strong>
\nHowever, at the next hole, precisely the same thing happened again. "F**k me, I missed"<\/em><\/strong> exclaimed the businessman.
\n"Really!"<\/em><\/strong> said the priest, totally outraged. "Kindly moderate your language in the presence of the Lord! He will surely send down a thunderbolt to chastise you if you continue!"<\/em><\/strong>
\nHowever, at the third hole, precisely the same thing happened again. "F**k me, I missed"<\/em><\/strong> exclaimed the businessman.
\nAt that moment, one of the bolts of lightning came down and struck dead the Bishop of Avranches who was playing on an adjacent hole.
\n"F**k me, I missed"<\/em><\/strong> said a deep, booming voice from up in the clouds. <\/p>\n

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