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Completely back to normal, plus rested up a bit. I simply can't complain about this morning... well... there was that one thing. Well, and that other thing. I set my mother and my own alarm clocks to 7:00. However, I knew that my alarm clock goes off just a hair before hers. When I heard the alarm, I at first thought to put it on snooze, then roll for a "second" more. Then I thought, no... I will get up before SHE gets up. *sneaky grins* So, off with the alarm, down with the feet, and out the door I went... feeling mighty cocky about the whole thing, I assure you. *beaming* Damnit! She was already up, out on the patio having coffee! Just as I got in the kitchen, I heard her messing with the door, so I thought I would... I dunno... just freeze stand there? That would get her, always used to when I was a kid. *smile* Nope. "I thought I had an inkling of a sense you were up.", She said. BooYeah. Suckage morning or what? Hey, just because you can't win one doesn't mean you give up. *blink blink*
Oh, but I'm in fine spirits and she sounds almost bent back into shape. Who knew all I had to do was play with death a bit and it made it all good. Still, on the whole, I would... rather not. Isn't there a way that just looks good but without all the physical suffering? And I should be able to completely get my wind back today, if I really hadn't quite done so. Driving, compared to what else is going on, is easy smeazy. We will be back in time to do a bit of planting, too, perhaps. Or a bit of cleaning actually. I just don't want to plant as the sun is getting ready to set. I want them out all day for that, so they can acclimate with a full day of sun, first.
Blood pressure was a little high this morning, oddly. I tried it three times. Not extremely high, just a bit. And yes, perhaps unwisely or not, I did take my medicine last night, but just the normal single nightly dose. I'll take my morning dose, alone, this morning and that might help. Now, I always, here at home, check my b.p. before medicines. It might just be a bounce, a revers reaction to an extreme low? Dunno... Bastard! I hate when it does that. Hmm, might be that my mom is here. She... does have a way with my b.p., at times. Gah!
Later. Good day. Get busy, dang it! :p
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