Holy moly.

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It took a bit to get back down.  Mostly because I was moving so slowly.  The medicines are definitely gearing everything down.  I did call in, cancel, and reschedule, but this time for 13:00 on some afternoon in April.  It took an hour for me to settle enough to resettle in for the "night".  I didn't wake until about noon.  Even then, getting up was tough.  I pushed it though.  I will be awake until supper comes, I think, then I am going to hit it pretty hard again, giving myself ten hours of sleep, if needed, by the alarm.  I'll get up then, too, even if I need two naps later in the day to do so.  I'm impressed with how well I have kept to days, doing whatever it takes.  And, yes, often, it hurts like hell to do it.  You have no idea what tricks I have to pull to keep this gig going.

It's beautiful to be showered, though.  I am ready, or least look like it.  After a year of living more akin to a normal human, showering fairly often and such, my toe nail skin is no longer like shards of broken glass.  You should have seen the looks on the faces of the doc and nurse that saw those the last time I was in.  My medi-doc, at the time, had seen those and sent me to a specialist.  They could literally cut my skin, well... your skin.  My skin is... different.  Still, it made him nervous, with diabetes and all, so a trip to the specialist.  They spent close to 45 minutes with their version of a dremel, mostly just breaking that "ice" on my toes.  The calluses on my big toes and 'palm' were pretty fast.  Now?  My feet look human.  One toe, for the first time in over a year, had a blade on it, but that was taken care of easily.  I am healthier.  Showering more regularly, and eating more regularly, helps.

Lately though, eating hasn't been all that possible.  I just can't eat, often, always.  When my system slows down this much, it feels like I am always full.  My body doesn't want to do the work, perhaps can't, of digesting much food.  Grapefruit is okay, though this isn't the best tasting grapefruit, so...  Still, it's soft, light, and wet.  Most other foods I try, even in small amounts, put me down.  I'm trying sunflower seeds, currently.  The trick is to do those in small quantities.  Easy enough, for the moment.

I called my mom, just to check in.  I woke her from a nap, and knew.  She is as tired as me, lately.  But they have had a long, cold, hard, dark winter.  The winters I remember in Iowa, only without breaks.  Even on her trip to Texas this time, the cold followed right along.  The woman can't catch a break this year.  I did try to cheer her though.  We are getting warm and sunny days, or got some.  It doesn't stop there.  She usually gets a taste of our weather a few days after we do.  Just the right lat and long to send it, usually.  She thought, perhaps, grocery shopping.  Then, like here, she decided that another nap, then maybe to the store, was in order.  Only, she will probably make it to the store.  Or, maybe tomorrow. 

Later.