A perfect start to a sleep.

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I was hoping to wake, at least to check my blood.  As well, I didn't brush my teeth, ick, or put the chicken away.  And that is mighty fine chicken.  Right at 21:00, probably just a few minutes before as it took a while to sort head from ass, figure out how to sit, find light, then check the time.  Not bad given a partial sleep and all.

My first priority was checking blood sugar.  I had some fear I had exceeded dosage.  At 100 I couldn't have hoped for better.  Perfect.  A concern managed.  Then I had to decide whether I could wake, do a few things.  Actually that took care of itself.  While my mind was debating, my body just did it.

Since I will be up just a bit, I first set the water going, for the lawn.  The front east lawn isn't looking all that good, but it feels wonderful on bare feet!  I don't get it.  I will run up front for a while, then hit the back.  Which also isn't looking better, if it seems to be doing better.

Then I  opened the house.  At 19:00 it was 80° , at 21:00 it is 65°, if I remember correctly.  Inside it is 75 main, 78 front, and 70°/69° Upstairs.  The area, the southeast corner where I lay my head, is where it is usually 69°.  The other area is above the window at my feet, through which the power saver ac unit is installed... it greatly varies, if that matters.

I left the milk out, and with blood sugar good, I am consuming that.  The girls will be fed shortly, though I left them reasonably meaty remains of the chicken.  Oh, I put the chicken up, bagged nicely.  I hate dropping everything and dropping, but it was brutal. I was done and failing so fast.

Even now, these problems make the few things I did exhausting.  There is no way I could replicate the efforts.  The only way watering might be done is because everything is set up, so just flipping a few crossovers will do it.  Assuming I can stay awake, and I don't.  But maybe.  I will at least have to turn it off.

My vision is still closed in, about half of my full field is available to me.  That doesn't make perfect sense unless getting up from the floor is an extreme stress.  It sort of feels like it is, the muscle aches you get from extended constipation, from pushing, to exhaustion, but without the constipation.  Even the binding as muscles and else cross, knot, twist.  I think that is just from getting up.  Hopefully, soon, that will... normalize.