Wow, there IS still a world!

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I was pretty done in most all of yesterday.  I couldn't get to much of the few things I had planned and barely made it out of the home in time to pick up meat.  I hadn't even bothered with the few dishes there were to do.  I did do those this morning though.  Heck, I couldn't even think straight enough to simply play my game.  Gaming became too much of a chore?  Huh?  Yeah, it happens.

I made it to bed, and pretty much to sleep, by 23:00 and, perhaps, some small change.  Sleep was good.  One middle of the night run to void, but getting back to sleep was a breeze.  The alarm at 5:00 was not welcome.  I thought about snoozing, but that rarely works as I would like it on any front.  No.  So I reset the alarm for 5:15, a tricky operation when the mind isn't fully in compliance with reality.  No worries though, I had my cellphone set to give an alarm at 5:30.  Thankfully the alarm clock worked, because for whatever reason, the alarm on the cellphone simply... doesn't make any real sound.  I might begin looking for an improved calender app that actually stores data well and has good options for various sorts of alarm clock features.

But waking was a breeze this morning.  I cheated though.  Not wanting to risk figuring out the timer on my furnace, I simply set the furnace to 74 or 76 when I went to bed.  I sleep in a room with no ducts, keep my window open and door shut, on top of it being outside of the stonework so that the house itself keeps the air from going into my room even better than the door does, or I couldn't do it.  I absolutely can't sleep in a hot room (for sleep, 68 is often too hot by far for me).  Never mind that part.  The thing is, when I woke at 5:15, I got some instant hot-juice upon entering my living areas.  My weight is up to nearly 275 (another up 6 pound in a day thing), but my bp was 151/102 or something close.  Fair trade if you ask me.  I think that is lower than it was in the ER.

So, I'm off to a good start.  I'm hoping to get a shower in, then shove off by 7:00, which gives me almost an hour (considering I run 12-15 minutes fast).  I would absolutely love to eat but I am betting ten to one that my doc wanted a fasting blood sugar for this morning.  I hate having to just guess but that is the way of it.  Still, getting up there by 8:30, and they usually process me fairly quickly, after giving me a lecture about dying and horror and all that cheesy jazz.  I figure I will be putting something edible down my gullet by 10:00 or earlier, probably.

It's a good, pain-free, easy seeming, good morning.  I wish I could have a bit of coffee though, with Splenda and milk.  But they say, for fasting, npo other than straight coffee or water, and small amounts at that.  Bleh.  Straight coffee makes me hungry, water fills me but makes me really thirsty (gives me cotton mouth something awful), so it's best to forgo both, mostly.  Since I bought supplies for drywall yesterday all I have to do is a bit of grocery shopping on my return trip through Logan.  Just... have to find the list and remember to take it.

Good day.