A life of pain.

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No large complaints.  Sleeping and sitting too much?  Something to do with being off meds, then beginning those again?  No great pains.  Something to do with the sides of my torso, as if the g.i. was backed up slightly or bloated, or after doing sprints until the sides split during football pre-season camp.  But not fresh, as if a week after, with days of rest.  Love handle aches...  Pretty much constant, if variable in intensity from mild to causing hair to stand on end if flexing that area too quickly without taking stock of, or preparing, the area.  For four or five days now.  No worries, just... constant annoyance, asleep or awake.  I don't think I sleep much in the summer.

Meds are going in more regularly.  Diabetes is being managed as possible.  With blood sugar being in the 160's at the absolute highest, and averages in the 120's... I am not sure there is more I can do, as is.  About that "as is" though.  Tea.  Whether as a cause for use of sweeteners, or as a caffeine source, there... it might be the last problem.  My problem?  I have difficulty drinking water, iced or room temperature.  A problem I am beginning to solve.  There must be an occasional additive.  I can drink some water.  Sometimes ice it.  But, maybe a couple quarts, three?  Then my throat goes so dry it hurts, swallowing more water becomes impossible, all while I remain parched.  I'll... look around.

And, it seems, summer has returned?  Something strange is happening.  It got down to 50° F last night, at least.  I didn't want to open up, it's work.  And being that cool, it isn't always needed.  But it was staying 75° in the main and 78° up front?  I finally relented, opened everything up at midnight, and it only barely made it down to 70° by eightish before starting to get warmer?  So very strange.  It hadn't been warming until ten to sometimes noon lately.  Very strange.

I have the place opened for the night.  Here, at 20:30, it is about 65°, and the sun has already set?  Mind you, there are mountains to the west... smaller, at some distance.  And, yet, I didn't realize the sun was already setting so early.  It is always a bit sad to see a summer end it's singular life.  There will be others, but none quite exactly the same.  And it was a good summer.  One of the best I have experienced, weather and temperature tolerance wise, since becoming ill.

On to a new day... if that is night to you.  Sleeping and my wake cycles are completely random still.  No idea what will happen, when.  I will seek any opportunity to act, clean, sort, or... anything positive, active.  Mostly I will resemble a cat out to sea, just keeping it's head above the water, if more passively after it's hatred of water and much of it's energy is spent... maintenance is all I have to me.  Later.