Son of a gun.

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A rough one. Breathing is good, but those waves of illness are back, along with pretty severe exhaustion. Flying low and slow should see me awake for a good part of the day but nothing else will be done. It has definitely been worse. Having a few days of feeling good and getting a few things done was a fantastic break though. I can handle more suffering until my next shot at health, or death.

I will continue to make plans, each day. I may not get a single thing done or I might break out in a moment and get on track. If I can keep the food, fluid, and medicine rolling, I should do fine for a bit. Eating and drinking past nausea and fever is tricky but at least my ribs don't hurt more after eating or drinking. I have been checking my blood pressure. While it is anywhere from 160-180/120-140, my pulse has dropped into the low to mid 90's. I think that was what they really wanted, wanted first, or something. That alone might be what is causing problems. Changing my stats changes other things.

I do need to get to the store soon though. While I have plenty of dry cat food, I am running low on canned. I am sure they can live on dry. It is certainly easier to feed only dry. But I am trying to feed them according to the best advice I have read so far. Sassy is really getting tired of the additive, the cat yogurt. But her bowel movements have not been so odoriferous lately. I would love to give her a break from the stuff but I almost fear to have to go through another month if I don't feed her through, solidly, on this stuff. I'll think on it. I know how nasty medicine is, regardless of how good for you anyone says it is.

Later, maybe good night.