A rather long hard sleep.

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Sore from sleep.  Still tired.  All good.  I have earned this.  It might not seem much, for some it isn't.  Not all was listed, though even with everything accounted, it isn't all that much.  Most people don't need 60 mg of furosemide to keep their heart from flooding their lungs with blood backing up.  Mostly.

I'll be back to it soon.  I'll keep up on things until then.  But for a day or four I need to rest, mostly.  Perhaps all dailies and a bigger chore per day.  Putting the kitchen carts together today, putting them into service by loading devices on them tomorrow, or such.

I was so tired I had to go without the fan.  After the heat problem ended I then could not warm up.  Honestly, overheating is the better problem.  I woke often, just couldn't stay awake.  I am only awake now because my body is too sore to recline and I don't have a good place to try to sleep otherwise.  If I ever get the living room cleared and cleaned again, I am getting a recliner, one that fits me.  That will require store visits along with online review searches.  Salesmen will sell you anything.

A shower and shave might help recalibrate.  At least it warms the body.  But what to eat.  Ever been hungry, but not for anything.  Reminds me more of when I was a kid.  Oh, the zit is gone.  Still working on the minor sore, if that is healing fast.  Never had a problem with them, not often.  I guess they have just been a humbling reminder that I live in fallen flesh.  Not a bad thing, I suppose.  Though I am much happier to see it go, taking it's pain and wound with it.

On to... a shower first?  In a bit.  The heat up a couple of notches while I wake, then the waterworks.  Later.