Grumbles, but mostly good ones... Mostly.

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I have been trying to get some sleep but it just isn't happening. Not yet anyway. At least my internals have found peace for the last hour. I did call my nurse and got right through. I asked about the bowel issues with her and she didn't seem to think I needed to worry. And probably rightly. If it continued for three days, then an over the counter would be the recommendation. I don't think I would wait more than a day and a half though. I also asked about work, if I might be doing too much. She suggested that I go by feel. If it feels too much, take a break or back off for a day or two. That is pretty much what I am doing. I also reported my bp and pulse for the last two days. All good, very good actually.

I don't think I'm going to let them tinker with medicines for at least three more months. If they have to change the water pills, due to something being far too low, I worry. As I said, I think those pills are simply keeping a flooded basement (lungs) dry, they aren't fixing the heart. That will take time. If I can keep these stats as they are for six months the healing will begin. I can see where, on my skin, my healing properties are back in action. I had stopped healing for a number of months when edema was going from bad to worse. Cat scratches literally stopped mending. Now I heal from even a serious scratch in days, not weeks. A cut in my palm from when Sassy was cuddled in my lap, a tom hollered out, and she got all wicked (and thankfully I got my hand between her and more sensitive places just in time as I... just saw it coming), which went in past all skin and into meat, less than a week ago, is now nearly gone. I think my internals will heal too, with the lower bp and pulse. No, I don't want them to touch anything. And then make very minor changes, one at a time with a month between to see if it's a problem, and then only after checking to see if anything has improved to make additions possibly unnecessary. Grumpy, fussy, stubborn, call it what you will. But they have proved themselves too wrong too often and they won't pay the price of being wrong.

I doubt if I will get to much today. Until I can kick out and sleep a bit, I am simply shot. I honestly don't know how I did what I did for as long as I did being as sleepy as I was. After two or three weeks of good living, just this little bit of sleep deprived exhaustion is... unnerving. No, I will sleep again before I get to anything else. I must sleep. And, thankfully, sleep now means rest and rejuvenation. If you have that, drop to your knees and give thanks. Trust me, whatever else is wrong with you, not being able to ever rest is worse.

Well, on to a bit more goofing, then another try at sleep. Good morning and good night, I hope.