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Back, arms, lungs. I hobbled to my chair after getting the trash and recycling together, out, then to the street. Dishes were completed, dried, and mostly put up immediately before. I will, before long, try to put all remaining dishes in for a wash. Well, except what is in the fridge. That will be for another run, sometime after curtains are finished.
Several other small tasks, plus breakfast. Another hour then another blood sugar test. After medicine has been consumed regularly for a week I will start checking bp again... next weekend assuming medication remains regular. The laundry remains yet to do, but it will be done, today. Folding what is before me, putting all of it up.
Afterward a nap? Probably. A, late but still, morning prayer as I go down. It's what I can do. If I wake in reasonable condition, I may hit the last load of dishes and begin curtains upstairs. As well, the ducks will be let out. Not until the sun is well up. While still exposed, they do have a tarp. As with fencing, it is there but incomplete.
A handful of aspirin and a plan. Later.
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