Well, a bit.

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I spent a goodly bit more time on removing a valve than I thought would be necessary.  It looks pretty rough, to boot.  There is another, but it doesn't look any better.  I think it would be more effort than worth to try to switch those over, only to change them out, probably, whether they work or not, later.  Just not worth the hassle.  I did find wire, grabbed a bucket, and am working on that.  That should be ready to go before I head out.  I just needed to sit for a bit.  Plumbing, even light stuff, when you have been rather down, tuckers a guy out.  Turning the nuts isn't hard, it's more trying to do that at various odd angles, hands above the head, and a few of dozens of turns per pull.  While I am going to buy valves for both the bathroom and the sink, I am going to simply buy caps to put into the bathroom for now.  I'll be tearing that all out so there is no use putting new fixtures in there until I am rebuilding.

Just the few things I have been doing are wiping me out.  The pain has hardened me, as if I had been working out, but strength like that doesn't really do much for stamina.  I'll just keep going with it.  I am going to have to push on through at some point, might as well start now, with pain mostly gone and greatly lessened, medicines on track, and everything ready for camping or hiking in the short run.  It'll work it's way out.  But, yeah, trips will take the wind out of my sales for a bit.  I have to try to improve that.  The thing is, no one, not docs, not other patients, no one seems to know just how much we 'short timers' can really do... at least without causing damage.  They push for us to do as much as possible, but... then cautious us severely.  I know I can only do so much, and then I can't do anything, for... some time.  I believe, from what I gather, as they won't really say, I am doing much more than they honestly expect... as little as that may seem.  Then again, when they found out the extent of my condition, they really thought I was going to die... in days, maybe a month.  They have put me in ER, twice, for blood pressure that was... less than my average for over the last decade.

I don't know.  I still want to push.  Not because of them, but because I want to do some things... sometimes just to do anything would be quite welcome.  Yeah, I'll keep pushing.  It's probably what has kept me out of a full care nursing facility, or death from the condition itself.  If that, also, isn't why I am doing it.  Some men just can't quit.  I can fail, I can fall, I just can't stop trying to get up.  Hmm... yeah...  In a half an hour I'll track down my drill and bits, drill a couple of holes, find a can and drill that too, find some peanut butter, then set it all up as I head to town.  Later.