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Yeah. I didn't wake until... 13:00? after for sure. Give how things are, it's not a real surprise that I might go down early. Medicine restarts, again, again, can be like that too. Funny thing is, at a quarter to 23:00, the temp outside was still 68. Oh, no complaints. It was a good spring, I believe, and a good summer as summers go, and shaping up to be a reasonable fall as well. Just noting it for the archives.
I am feeling good. I hope to do work tomorrow. It would be great to be able to hit a couple chores and a couple of extras, each day. I might be heading that way. I feel it. Assuming I don't have to cut insulin again. Yeah, I best check on that tomorrow as well. It doesn't matter if I have a doctor if I don't have the medicines he might prescribe. I best figure out what my next step is. Without medicine, my diabetes will become uncontrolled, and my doc won't be willing to sign off. So, again, I will be faced with escaping, one way or another. At least I know I can, sort of, do it.
Work, tomorrow... The freezer, cleaning the bathroom, and doing some laundry. That's all I will plan. And a call to the V.A. The day after that, if I can, the kitchen. Two days on that, then on to the living room and shopping. We'll see. Good night.
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