Okay, keep pushing.

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I didn't get up as early as hoped but earlier than usual, again. I think I can keep doing better. I am fighting for it. If I can use both directions of the clock to affect my sleep cycle, I have more of a chance at becoming more 'normal'. I didn't expect this to be easy. It has been decades since I could pull this little trick off. Oh, don't look cross-eyed at me, it gives me a perfect target to through something wet, stinky, and squishy. I might be in a cage, but there is no shield up. *splat* Talking monkey indeed.

My body is hurting. It has for the last few days, all day. My guess is stopping medicine for two days has... had some kind of effect. I realize more and more than my health issues were directly linked to my heart condition. For twenty years they treated what should easily have been seen as a real medical problem as a psychiatric problem. What idiots. They really don't know or don't care what they are doing, do they? They had to know. The pains are decreasing but slowly.

I am hoping to get out and get that bike set up today. I need to call to make sure the guy is in today. I hear he gets one weekday off. I still have to go to town for other reasons, but there is no need to haul the bike around if I can't get it fixed. I could take it to a shop, but they will charge an arm and a leg, might not be able to see me right away, and might not show me how to do a few things. Money, money, money, that is the way it goes. Sue me if I am dubious.

Tylenol... I had forgotten about that stuff. I might have to take a small handful of the junk again. I have just been suffering through this, but... why? Why? Because I simply didn't think about it. I best get going. Have a good one.