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Even knowing it is coming I never quite make my deadline. Or I head out way too early. I prefer to be early since traffic isn't a sure bet. I don't get my preference this morning. Of course, the pains of being awake are beginning to set in. And I am still tired, as usual lately. Always tired. Sleepy, tired, weary, just plain tired. I did finish setting up my medicine set, and I'll take my daily stats with me, for the last two weeks. I don't have weight on there but they are lucky to get what they will get. I doubt if I will do anything other than the appointments, perhaps see if I can get syringes, then drive straight home. I won't have much else, save picking up lunch on my way through somewhere, if I feel like it and think it won't exacerbate exhaustion.
A delayed good morning for your part and good night for mine.
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