Friday, September 4, 2015

Awake and for a while now.

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I can't really stay awake or asleep.  It either happens or not.  At least the two aren't merging.  Each is weak, on it's own.  Yet each is, for now, separate conditions.  That means, as bad as my health is, it is far better still that it has been.  I am simply not as used to suffering, or my mind or body has forgotten how to escape the suffering.  Mostly.  I can tell there is more pain underneath what I am feeling.  My natural pain killing is still fantastic compared to most.  The feverishness comes and goes.  It was fine when I woke, but after a few hours it is back with a vengeance.  Oh, and it looks like muscle cramps are back.  I think that is simply caused by literally using muscle.  My trip the the store, even if that was a mild load, was enough, with whatever else is wrong, to starve my muscles of oxygen so that they suffer, and have since the day after and into today, maybe into tomorrow.  Until something changes, I will simply really have to think about doing anything.  The price is very high for even mild efforts.

Even so, I have been doing little bits about the house.  I finally have the tub cleaned to my satisfaction and the drain running well enough.  For whatever reason, it took a lot of work for both.  A lot more work than usual.  Though a slow drain complicates cleaning, which probably accounts for most of the difficulty.  Oh, and with the toilet clean as well, if not the floor, I... am good enough to go on that.  I would like to clean the kitchen next.  If I do hit the floor in the kitchen first, and sweep and mop, I will go ahead and hit the bathroom with that as well.  Just because I can't, doesn't mean I won't try.  I know I will probably either fail, or pay dearly for the effort.  And yet... I write it into the schedule.  What I used to do, when healthy, hurt a lot more than this.  As to fruitfulness, that quite depends on what you consider fruit-bearing.  I was satisfied.  I was created to work until it hurt, as little or as much as that takes.  So I do, when I literally can work, that is.

Later.

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