Dreams.

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I don't remember many of the dreams, only that there were many.  I woke throughout the night, from time to time, seemingly for no reason, which is unusual itself.  Usually I sleep solid, save once or twice a week, and usually less often actually, waking to relieve myself.  Last night was simply a very odd sleep cycle.  Through the night I sort of counted the dreams as well as I could.  My most definite count is at least seven independent dreams that I recalled, and knowing I dreamed more after that but never waking well enough after the definitive count to count them beyond that point.  I am guessing as many as twelve full length dreams, if all content is lost save the one I wrote about.  As I was waking this morning, as if to let me know that dreamscapes can't be completely put into abeyance by consciousness, time seemed to fast forward to Sam dying of old age, then another of me dying when the girls were too old to be taken in by others.  Just a harsh punch on the nose to let me know even an awake mind can be jacked?

Never mind.  I slept well and am rested.  I have shaken the morning psychic slam.  Hey, the girls are all I have.  Feeding the girls was done posthaste, not for the dream, simply that is what I try to do.  They are really into the feed lately, probably a fall thing.  Most animals see winter and begin feeding more heavily I would guess?  The girls have been heavily feeding, come to think of it, since mid to late August.  I have been keeping up with their demands since they were pretty light feeders for much of the summer.  Oh, I need to remember to clean out their litter box right after feeding them.  Make the whole process one chore rather than two, since the one chore seems automatic in good or bad health, that would make it much easier than splitting the two tasks into their own efforts.

My blood sugar was high this morning.  At 142, it is the highest I have seen it since I began monitoring it.  My weight is staying at 260.  My guess is the 'snack foods' provide the wrong type of carbohydrates, much as Gatorade does.  So, when I am finished with them I will not be buying more of them.  Seriously, I can drink regular soda and live on candy bars for a week during a bad downward cycle without raising my blood sugar, but a month of eating 'healthy' bars to supplement a diet and my blood sugars bump harshly?  No wonder no one knows what diabetes is about.  One of my organs, in the mid-upper left side of my torso (from my perspective) seems to be twitching.  It does it regardless of blood sugars, from time to time, anyway.  My guess is blood pressure causes the vessel feeding into it to surge, causing slight pain to the organ and to the surrounding tissue.  A little burning and sometimes a more solid sharp pain at an irregular if somewhat cyclical rate is the deal.  I should look at an anatomical diagram to see if I can guess which organ it is.  It isn't the only, what I believe to be, organ to do that, it is just the most typical.  Old 'cars' simply have problems.  At least I am not leaking oil or gas, yet.

I am setting the alarm for 6:00 and trying to wake at that time as I see the opportunity to make landfall into a day schedule.  I couldn't wake at 6:00 this morning, maybe because of the dreams, perhaps because of the sleep disturbances.  I reset the alarm and was able to wake at 7:00, to much rejoicing from the girls.  I have to hand it to them, they do try to help me wake... if for their own reasons.  Sassy is on a tear, Sam is over trying to figure out if she wants to stay awake or nap.  Sassy is very careful NOT TO MESS with Sam at these times.  Sassy loses hard, even having the tear-factor, being younger, and weighing 50% more with all else being equal.  Let... sleeping cats lie?  Who knew?

Well, on to another attempt to get at the work needed.  Whoa though... I just realized it is chilly!  I may have to set the furnace to fire a bit in the mornings.  Just an hour or two runtime to make waking just a bit easier.  It still gets a bit warm and stuffy some afternoons so I can't quite take the ac out yet and I need to be careful to just knock the chill down when running the furnace.  Gotta love the season changes, and I do.  They at least try to keep me on my toes.  Good day.