Early last evening I finished watching the second half of the BBC Screen Two's third episode from 1985 titled "Unfair Exchanges" ─ that's the YouTube version, if the link remains valid.
I had watched the first half of the hour-long feature the evening before, but I had cancelled out of it after my younger brother left in a huff to go upstairs to his bedroom because he was too stupid drunk and limited to be able to follow it.
That provided me an opportunity to get to bed in order to have less difficulty rising yesterday morning at 4 a.m. to get away on a three-mile walk.
BBC introduced the film as a "thriller", and I did indeed find it to qualify, for at times it rather gave me the creeps, and there was a general suspense to it.
I was unfamiliar with lead actress Julie Walters, who I now see is just under 4½ months younger than I am. I turned 72 in last October.
A main secondary character ─ "the dwarf" Arthur ─ was played by late actor David Rappaport whom I did not certainly recognize, but it is possible that I may have watched some of his T.V. series The Wizard back in 1986 / 1987. I just don't remember.
I expect that I may also have heard of his suicide in 1990 at the age of 38, but I am foggy on that, too.
Depression figures large for so many "little people".
After my brother got home last evening from his daily 'socializing' somewhere, we watched some other shows via our Android TV Box, finishing up with the third episode of Saxondale that was notable for featuring actress Daisy Haggard in a small part as a hooker who was studying (or had studied) ophthalmology or something similar.
I was delightfully surprised to recognize her, having already forgotten that the whole reason we were watching the series was because I became a fan of hers after we had seen the full up-to-date run of her present series Back to Life, and I wanted to catch as many of her other T.V. or movie appearances as I could.
In this 2006 episode of Saxondale, she looked quite beautiful ─ surprisingly so.
Bedtime last night was probably deep into the latter half of the midnight hour. I had no intention of rising early overnight, but I slept especially poorly. I became beset with some negative reaction to something that had my nasal passages more congested than usual, nor was I having much ease at finding comfortable positioning during my wakeful times.
The gas furnace has been cutting in and out throughout the day as well as overnight, and I suspect that I am reacting to the fumes from it. I have no idea why it has been running betimes over the course of the day, for even last night temperatures hereabouts were well above freezing ─ we had rain overnight.
Yet the atmosphere within the house seems strong with those petrol fumes, and my eyes have been slightly burning. I had a very good early afternoon nap, but I do wonder what is in store tonight ─ I would like to try and get away for another very early three-mile walk.
Just as she had yesterday, my wife was to report to work for a full day this morning (at 11 a.m.) at the Thai restaurant where she has part-time employment. She was still up when I went to bed last night, so I do hope that she was not as adversely affected as I seem to be by our running furnace.
My brother controls its operation, so he must have changed its setting ─ the thermostat ─ for some reason while drunk, as is unaware of what he has done. We do not require it to be running throughout the day with temperatures as relatively mild as they now are.
This afternoon I had to dispense with an attempt at some one-arm presses with a 42½-pound dumbbell because I am so close to having a headache that when I hefted the dumbbell in an assessment at getting it to shoulder height, there was so much cranial pressure that I actually had concern of a stroke.
After all, I was hospitalized for just over 11 days back in October with a diagnosis of "COVID pneumonia", so who knows what circulatory damage any viral spike protein has done or may still be doing, for a doctor claimed that I was categorized as having long-haul COVID.
Consequently, I have no interest in bursting any cerebral blood vessels when there is clearly a high-pressure situation in my skull. I will hope for a normalization as of tomorrow ─ and maybe a three-mile walk in the pre-dawn a.m. will facilitate this.
By the way, one of the videos that my brother and I watched over the latter half of this morning was Odessa Orlewicz's latest ─ this is the Rumble source: March 10 - Nano Tech Hell Coming Out Of People's Bodies Featuring Fiona Thorson.
The video is also uploaded at Librti.com at this link.
Get your puke pails out. This is not for the faint of heart. See what tech is being removed from people's bodies with expert Fiona Thorson.
I only mention the interview because my brother and I would love to try the mentioned therapies; but intriguing as they are, I know that I am in no financial position allowing me to afford the means of involving myself.
Fiona occasionally does webinars via Zoom ─ you can have a look at the registration page here; and this page is where you can seek to learn about "Lyme or Nano?" that may be infesting our bodies.
You can also check out the products, but I won't link to those ─ do your own search at her website FionaForHealth.com.
At $300 plus shipping for the "Bucket", or $400 plus shipping for the "Triangle", I am presently in no position to be outlaying credit dollars for either ─ I am deep enough in credit debt.
I am willing to accept that these devices can and will do as claimed, but that does not change my financial predicament. As usual with anything, the healthiest options are only available to those who can afford them. The rest of us have to try and get by or make do with the limited resources that are available to us.
My evening is now upon me, so I hereby conclude today's post.
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