Rough feel with a hard start.

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I guess I simply have to take it easy for a bit.  I've taxed my body and my innards are paying the price.  It seems they get shuffled every few days, improve, then get moved around again.  Today is a fresh resorting and I'm feeling it.  Plus I woke with a terrible bloody nose.  Although I realize, that since my friend died, I haven't been getting those very often.  I could be that I am less active, or maybe whatever was wrong with him was... slightly infectious?  They never did find out what was wrong with him, or he never passed that on.  The bloody nose, and whatever other means of blood loss he had, and the low iron... I think those were symptoms.  All I know is that since he died, I have only had, perhaps, five bloody noses.  While he was alive and I was seeing him regularly I had that many a month, at least.  Though not always this severe.

I am sore in general.  Chest, back, ribs.  I have no energy or focus.  Though it does take energy to focus.  It may just be, in large part, a change in the season... which causes me to rest more... which makes me sore.  As well, being tired for whatever reason disturbs focus.  Well, and I pushed this last week, over my body's reluctance and beyond it's ability.  Even if that is necessary, there is a price.  I keep hoping to wake one morning to find I have regained my wind.  Actually, of several sorts... I don't seem to be in keto.  I'm not sure why as I am pretty sure I am eating within the guidelines.  Maybe my g.i. has slowed along with all else?

Never worry.  Life is just what it is.  As soon as I can I will get things rigged for easier sailing, do more simple sorting while trying to 'live on air' as much as possible.  In this case, living on air means making no messes rather than eating nothing.  With my cast iron pieces in working order, and meat my main food item, I don't make much of a mess in the kitchen... if I keep to that.  It is avoiding the temptation to make something a little more involved that is the trick... at least once I get caught back up again.

Just grumping.  Might even go back to bed for a bit.  Ugh.  It's a rough one.  Painkillers down on the way down in the hopes of waking a bit better?  Yeah.  Later.