Messy, confusing, tired.

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I got the pillows set up.  I thought to check on my medicine.  At first it looked like I had missed a dose.  It is Tuesday.  But, wait, it's actually my Monday "night".  So, I didn't miss it.  I went ahead and took it, and will take the last of the medicine shortly.  When your day starts in one day, and ends in another, while you are considering this and that, and doing that and this, it tends to get confusing.  With a minor sense of humor, you can take that confusion and put some order to it.  Perhaps chuckling while you do so.  Well, I can, when I remember, after I have figured enough of it out.

It is almost noon.  I have stayed up just about as long as I am able.  Bedtime is overdue.  Medicine should help me sleep, unless it messes with things.  One of the things the visitor suggested, was cutting my medicines, rather than stopping them.  I explained that when I stopped them, it wasn't a thing to do with will.  Hitting the wall, as I call it, is not something I always, or even usually, see.  A few days to a week, even more, after it happens, I realize what "just" happened.  Sometimes I am beginning to restart normal operations, on a hit and miss basis.  But that doesn't mean I know what I am doing even while my system attempts to reboot and kick over.  One of the ideas developed, was putting in a medicinal firewall.  Say, cutting medicine a few days a week, or variously, throughout the week.  While the medicine helps, it becomes toxic, or at least becomes too potent. 

I know this idea, if employed, will not do more than, maybe, reduce the failures.  The problem is that medicine is only one of the causes of the failures.  Health itself, a form of "human nature" is another problem, and there might be a few other issues.  I can't see these things, always.  Some of them are only theory, never seen, not understood well, and without fully being able to eliminate the known possibilities because they aren't completely understood.  What, about, blanking out would lead one to conclude that someone who does so could know why such a thing happens? 

Still... a bit of humor about it is fine, by me.  I've already outlived any possible explanation itself, and probably will continue to do so well beyond the lifespan of at least a few of my doctors.  Maybe I should advise, and charge, them?  *grins*  Meh, after dealing with them long enough, I know they would make worse patience than I am. 

Good... night.  Have a great day.