No mowing.

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My heart is still thumping heavily. It has relaxed after the first dose of medicine, hopefully the second dose will help more. My heart feels rather heavy, every few beats was rather heavy. It still thumps pretty good. It also feels restricted, or something. I'm simply not going to tinker by pushing physically. Yeah, and I am having difficulty focusing. I will be in to see the doctors a couple of times thins week. I think it might be best to write out a couple of questions I have before going in.

I did find the bike I want to order. I have it in the order basket. I am not sure if I want them to put it together or whether it is something I could reasonably assemble. While I haven't put a bike together in years, my notion is that I would rather do it if I can do it correctly. But if it is anything like pulling an engine, I would rather have people with the tools and knowledge do it. I'm not sure if any special tools, even a torque wrench, might be necessary? How exacting are things, would I have to tinker with gears for hours, the break lines, etc? This is the bike I am going to buy. I wouldn't mind picking up a torque wrench, or a few other tools, so long as they are not over a hundred or two. Tools equal good, to any man and probably more so to a prepper. Then again, I don't want to spend on what I don't immediately need either.

I think washing Sam was the best thing I could have done for her. That stuff was put on too heavily, was smearing, she got into it as well. Between the other shots and trying to lick that stuff off, she was becoming quite ill. It might take her a bit to regain full health but she is doing better today. Sassy, for whatever reason, was being an absolute fruit-bat lately. I think the last time she was out a tom messed her up. I became a tom, rather than just plain old papa, in her head. She was almost dangerous to be around. A week of that and she is finally becoming social again. A little patience with cats and life gets better.

Hmm, reheated roast beef, I do believe. Dinner sounds good. Maybe a baked potato as well. I have been snacking, for most of my meals. Salami, genoa salami, sliced ham, and various cheeses and different crackers are my mainstay. I need to finish with the kitchen so I can bring in and prepare fresh fruits, even raw vegetables can be tasty and different. Oh, carrots and celery with peanut butter has been rather tasty too. I need to figure out some other foods. Chicken is great, grilled and stored. But I tear into that. Then again, on some days, I can't seem to eat enough. I need to figure other tasty small serving foods. I did buy some ham to put with beans, and chicken gizzards to fry. Yeah, I'll have to get on that kitchen.

Anywho, that is the way of this day. I have to try and figure out how to sleep earlier. I think I've been stretching my wake time a bit, which isn't helping in any way. I am doing better, but my improved condition is so very thin. One or two mistakes and I find myself in trouble fast. This might end up just being a phase, a temporary step back. One can hope.

I did call my mother. She is doing well, she has company for the summer. All good, I think. I teased that she has a slave again! She can be a bit of a demanding woman. She is a hard worker though, and if you are near her and not busy, she will give you marching orders. Then again, she will pay for it by keeping you well fed one way or another. But work is definitely on her schedule! She sort of sounded hurt when I teased her about the slave thing. I cajoled her away from hurt feelings and got her to chuckle a bit though too. Ah well.

Later or good night.