It just hurts.

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Bedtime nears.  I think I'll be able to sleep.  Even with the pain.  I won't bother taking anacin or tylenol.  I don't think it's a sort of pain those can help.  Too deep, organ, even inside some of my bones.  Why I hurt like that doesn't even make sense.  I pushed, but this is something else.  It just is, and would occur if I had gone out or not.  I am still extremely thirsty, while being unable to get rid of that fluid fast enough.  That, if I had to guess, is the biggest problem.

Insulin will be back up to normal levels tomorrow.  It will still take a week to get that straight.  I have the weekend.  I am not getting out tomorrow.  Perhaps things will find a way to make sense.  At least parts of my days are good.  Today, though, as slow as I was going I was still always moving so fast that I never really could gauge just how good or bad it was until this evening.  It must have been good enough earlier, for me to either decided to get out, or even just do it without considering, or reconsidering.

So tired, in spite of the pain.  Good night.