I can't get going.

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I simply pushed too hard, ran too fast, burned too much energy.  I can do little  things, work for an half hour at a time, but not often.  Nearly permanently winded, I tire and must sit after very little work.  So I am taking it easy.  Could it be the new medicine?  I'm on half doses, as a recommended start.  I will know for certain after kicking it up to full dose.  If exhaustion gets worse, I will cancel it.  Oh, I should start checking bp.

I did fold laundry, and sort a bit in the room.  I also made a dinner run.  I need to do some grocery shopping.  Ugh.  I haven't showered or shaved, will shortly.  First thing.  I have really kicked life up, on the little things.  Brushing teeth four times daily, doing extra occasional processing on the tea stains.  Showering and shaving every other day, plus or minus a rare day.  Keeping up on dishes and laundry after catching up.  I'll do a load of whites after my shower, as an example.  Not enough of anything else, or I'd hit that.  I look for medium loads, of anything, then hit it.

Little things, regularly.  Even the trash... collected, outside, to the curb, and back.  Plus tending critters and my own food.  If I mess up, it's my own food.  I forget to thaw, or enough... or too much.  I don't have enough, or all the ingredients.  Getting to town is... troublesome.  I forget, or am broke.  Ugh.  But the little things are improved, even when exhausted.  If I mess up, I pick up next time.  Better.  But still broken.

The heat is up, medicine is about to go down, the ducks and girls are about to be fed etc., then a break and a shower.  So tired, but so beyond sleep.  I am hoping to hit the bedroom, much harder than the last few days.  We'll see.  Gah, but it's been rough.  I checked my blood sugar. It was impossibly high, improbably high, but down 150 in a few seconds... not trusting the meter to biology... will check after showering.  Later.