So little done.

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Some things.  Some things ready to be done.  Life hurts, or goes numb.  I prefer pain, for a while.  Meds already down, aspirin just now.  I prefer pain, but only to that dead-like numbness.  That is so cold, and why I have been wearing my thickest wool socks the last few days.  Cold, almost as death.

Blood sugar at 115 is quite good.  Bp is 135/95 with an 81 pulse.  I am not sure why it is sticking just above "better".  It beats 195/120.  *shrug*  Good night.