A start.

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Meds, brushing, aspirin, first thing.  Then time reviewing the world through the lenses of various minds and sources.  Just now fresh tea set to brew, duck feeding and watering, cats as well, and their litter.  The body still hurts.  Muscles as if slightly torn and pretty much everywhere, lungs have a slight burn as if pushed a little too long, some joints ache, a slight headache... that after the effects of aspirin, a good lot of it.

No problems.  It is what is expected, minimally, after pushing as hard as I have been.  This is good, actually.  I don't know if I can do much today.  I am not sure I should.  Pushing at this stage might be good, or might cause a major stall.  I had thought, with the heart improved, I could push.  I can, and further than ever since first ill, but the backlash can still cripple.  In some ways much more severely.

It is sunny, but not all that warm.  In time that will improve.  I won't open up the house until things prove out to be warmer this afternoon.  I am trying to get places, do things.  I am just not quite there yet.  I'll keep trying.  The weather will help, until it hurts.  Later.