I haven't gotten to even a load of dishes.

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But I think I will before I sleep. I believe I will be going into town, again. Milk, looking for another litter box, Gatorade is low, and perhaps looking for a few things to tide over my little meals, perhaps cold cuts, salami, or... something. I simply don't dare run out of drink. But having cut back, the next containers of gatorade will last more like a month each rather than two weeks for two containers. Milk, however, is always a struggle to keep on tap. Yeah, a goat would be nice. Feeling better, I might even begin considering making my own cheese. Making it once in a while only though, there is only so much goat cheese one can eat. I might wash a load from each sink, reset, head to town, and see how I feel about another load when I get back though.

I was a bit more exhausted today than I at first would admit. I can tell my body was feeling it. At least this time there is a reason. I've been pushing pretty hard for a guy who was on his death bed less than a month ago. But I also think that is how most people live. You do what you can, which actually is quite a lot but never enough, then you rest. A natural order. I just need to make sense of my new natural order, and find out what the real limits are, make sure healing is happening and being allowed to happen, and such.

Perhaps, after mowing tomorrow, I will try to spend my energies on more academic pursuits. Getting back into calculus and some of the other math fields, would be a welcome thing. Perhaps, now, physics won't quite be so daunting. Being fully awake, mentally, much of the time, is... almost frightening. I bet I... actually, I do remember my neighbors names. That... is new. Hmm, I even remember the name of the neighbor who I have allowed access to my lot for the alfalfa. Absolutely amazing. But, such a change, so fast, it is frightening. The world just became somewhat more accessible, real, alive. In any case, I have been pushing and I need to take it down a notch. A major work project a week and typical care in the home should be enough until I know how well I am doing in real terms.

I still can't believe 129/90 with a pulse of 79, or close to those. Those medicines at those doses shouldn't even be showing much if any of a drop in blood pressure. Sensitive to medicines indeed. Well, onto a bit more work, a drive, and either a bit more work or not and an earlier bed time. Good night!