Nice!

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Was it getting enough sleep, finally?  Was it the world cooling down?  Was it finally being able to digest the rather, actually, small meal from last night?  Dunno.  But I feel a heck of a lot better.  I don't expect it to last.  Anything, too much fluid, not enough, too hot, or cold, too much or too little food, and maybe just because I have too little insulin... or any of a dozen things... in my current situation and I will go back to large or small amounts of suffering, perhaps on many different fronts.  Who cares!  For the moment, to feel good even just for a bit, is enough.  Much as when going down the flood-stage river, out of the raft, I valued every full, unwet, lungful of air.  Cherish the good.  Survive the bad.  It's the only trick I know, and it has worked magically.  It's not my will, not always.  But I... it wasn't ever supposed to be about my will.  Since surrendering to the will of the only One that really matters, life is easier, even in the tough spots.

All good.  Regardless of how it goes, or whose will is involved or important, getting a break from the bad spots is a pleasure.  Even if just for a moment.  Fever seems to be coming back, so...  Take what you can get.  Later.