A bit of checking.

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A shower, first thing this morning.  Although I had been awake all night, so not sure that is precise.  Still, at about sunup, so I'm calling it "first thing".  After I put the new shower curtains up, that is.  Had to go enjoy the "new".  I don't much care for new, except when I do.  And I did.  Even with a woman staring at me, naked as a bear, I performed admirably!  D-dang women types!  Make me stutter, or... can.  After that I loaded dishes to be washed, in hot sudsy water.  Luckily I had a large kitchen pot to hold some of it, and a huge kitchen bowl to hold a few other things.  I don't know if I will get to much else today.  Though, when I wake up, I should be able to give everything a quick wash and set to soak in fresh bubbly.  I have been so backed up on dishes that, yes, they need two washes.  When I catch up and keep up, I don't mind a single very hot wash and rinse.  It isn't germs that bother me, it's getting to the shine.  I've eaten grubs for heavens sakes.  Not worried about some things, for sure.

When I wake I may also try to hit some laundry.  I really don't know what I can get done.  I will be a little cautious.  Actually, I still have two baskets of clothes that are, mostly, tended.  I just need to put the articles up, on hangers, or such.  Yeah, I'll do that before I do more laundry.  Bleh.  I'm trying to get back to my feet.  It, obviously, wasn't stress from the potential for loan arrears, it was simply the cold, I think, that took me down.  Hmm...  I wonder if a wife might cure that?  Oh?  Depends on the woman?  Ah.  True that!  :)  A boy, even an abnormal one, can dream.  And I do!

Life is improving, slightly.  Always a good thing.  I'm not sure if this upward tick is momentary or will be here for a bit.  I did check the herbals, at least the ones I have here.  They look ready to go.  Further, there seems to be some balance.  One, for example, suggests that blood sugar may go down, another suggests that it will go up.  Check.  I should monitor that, though generally I can tell if that is bad.  Honestly, something that takes my blood sugar down can't be a bad thing.  I am guessing, from the last few times I bothered to check, that my blood sugar is somewhere between 200 and 300.  Every time I get my insulin to a level where it works, I run out, or there is a delay, or I forget to order and have to use old stuff that becomes very weak very quickly.  When I am in, next, I will see if they can deliver more than a two month supply.  I bet she thought that was cute.  Why women shouldn't be doctors.  Yeah, I asked for more than that and, it seems, she just ignored me.  Perhaps the other docs can convince her.  Bleh.  Passive-aggressive doesn't work in medicine. 

Well...  I'm sort of in 'between land'.  Neither awake, fully, nor ready for sleep.  Not feeling good, or bad, if the funny bones are still thrumming, with the right, or wrong, stimuli.  *zing*  Been laughing on and off all morning.  Oh the things I think about you in this mood!  You are teh funny!  Oh... go on.  You are too!  It's a clever mood.  Won't win me a medal or a trophy or anything, possibly not even friends, might lose some?  Nah, my friends weren't weened on dill pickles.  Usually.  Later.