Gaming again.

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Oh, I know, playing with toys. It offers no worth, economically. Nor does it, regardless what some doctor of whatever says, make me a bit smarter. It does improve, or maintain, solid hand-eye coordination. What it does do is help me stay awake longer, more easily. The longer I am awake, up to a point, the more chance I have to get to other things. Then again, when I can stay on the medicines most recently prescribed, I am doing much better at having a fuller day. At least I have entertainment I can enjoy. Television and movies? You have no option in how the thing plays out. I like being involved.

I set up just the basic PS3 system. I haven't put the 'move' portion of it together and installed it. One thing at a time. Besides, the first games I am going to play are old standard controller games. As I get better, perhaps on a good day with my work being caught up around the home, on a weekend, I will get to that. For now, I'm still digging my way out. And gaming will help with that.

The first game I am playing is called Dead Space (the first one, I also bought the second one). I actually tried to buy games in collections, which were cheaper in groups then their newest edition. That way I get a bit of the back story (and didn't spend so much up front). Some games don't have a PS3 title, only PS2, which I can't play. I did buy several of the newest (expensive) games. But mostly I stuck with old, cheap, and yet still better than I have ever had games.

I am going to try to make it to Mass tomorrow. No promises. Sleep has been very difficult to manage. I am slowly advancing my bedtime into the day. I wish I could move it faster but that is the way it is. Off the medicines I have zero control regarding sleep. On them, over time, I generally "normalize" to a pretty solid day and night wake and sleep pattern. I'm a silly man, it must seem, from the outside. If you wore my shoes, took on this illness, you would be amazed at how well I run this show with what I have though. I promise you that. You would be in a nursing home, the hospital, or in bed at home waiting to die. I'm not you. Then again, you aren't me. Judge at your leisure, and peril.

Have a good morning. I would try to sleep, here at 2:20, but that simply won't work. I am too awake. I'll have a good morning too, just... in my own weird way.