Out of the shadows
Last night before going to bed, I watched the movie Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles 2: Out of the Shadows on my Netflix app.
I was already awake when my alarm clock rang at half past eight, I had had some weird dreams, I decided to keep on sleeping, I didn’t feel like getting up even if I knew I would get coffee.
I got up at ten minutes to ten o’clock in the morning, took my morning medicine, had a wash, and dressed up.
One of the HoivaOnni workers came for an appointment today, even if the appointments are usually on Friday afternoons. Anyway, she was very nice to me. I washed the dishes and talked with her a bit, and then we left at the same time.
I went to the health center, and got the queue number 70. I had to wait for two hours(!) for my turn to the nurse, but eventually the doctor arrived right away. She listened to my lungs with a stethoscope, and told me that my breathing doesn’t sound raspy anymore. The nurse measured my body temperature and took a tiny blood sample from my index finger tip, and told me that everything is fine, I should be cured of the bronchitis by now. She also told me that the coughing may last for at least a month and I should invest in some cough syrup. She told me to come again if the coughing lasts over two months.
I asked her if I can start working out by now, and she said I can, but I must take it easy at first.
I was feeling quite stiff after sitting on my butt for two hours. I went home, made some coffee and did a little bit of this and that, and then I decided to leave again.
It was bitterly cold outside, I really should invest in a pair of gloves.
I took a bus to Ore City, then another bus to eastern Helsinki, and went to visit a Hennes & Mauritz shop, but I didn’t find anything interesting.
I took a subway to Camp Town, and went to a thrift store to look at the new selection and planned what to buy tomorrow. I settled for a cute nightshirt that I could take to my granny’s home, I didn’t find any Dirndl or other vintage dresses.
I took a subway to Pasture Town, and went to another thrift store. I found two cute Marimekko blouses.
I took a tram to the city center, and took a train back home.
Once back home, I made some coffee and wrote into my diary. At some point, I should continue doing housework.
I was already awake when my alarm clock rang at half past eight, I had had some weird dreams, I decided to keep on sleeping, I didn’t feel like getting up even if I knew I would get coffee.
I got up at ten minutes to ten o’clock in the morning, took my morning medicine, had a wash, and dressed up.
One of the HoivaOnni workers came for an appointment today, even if the appointments are usually on Friday afternoons. Anyway, she was very nice to me. I washed the dishes and talked with her a bit, and then we left at the same time.
I went to the health center, and got the queue number 70. I had to wait for two hours(!) for my turn to the nurse, but eventually the doctor arrived right away. She listened to my lungs with a stethoscope, and told me that my breathing doesn’t sound raspy anymore. The nurse measured my body temperature and took a tiny blood sample from my index finger tip, and told me that everything is fine, I should be cured of the bronchitis by now. She also told me that the coughing may last for at least a month and I should invest in some cough syrup. She told me to come again if the coughing lasts over two months.
I asked her if I can start working out by now, and she said I can, but I must take it easy at first.
I was feeling quite stiff after sitting on my butt for two hours. I went home, made some coffee and did a little bit of this and that, and then I decided to leave again.
It was bitterly cold outside, I really should invest in a pair of gloves.
I took a bus to Ore City, then another bus to eastern Helsinki, and went to visit a Hennes & Mauritz shop, but I didn’t find anything interesting.
I took a subway to Camp Town, and went to a thrift store to look at the new selection and planned what to buy tomorrow. I settled for a cute nightshirt that I could take to my granny’s home, I didn’t find any Dirndl or other vintage dresses.
I took a subway to Pasture Town, and went to another thrift store. I found two cute Marimekko blouses.
I took a tram to the city center, and took a train back home.
Once back home, I made some coffee and wrote into my diary. At some point, I should continue doing housework.