Really bad things.

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These are the spots in life which disturb the most.  If you have used, or been told, to hurry and shit or get off the pot?  Well, imagine if neither is an option?  Figuratively, mind you.  Yeah, live long enough and you will remember at least a literal happenstance.  Probably went through it as a child, many times.  But youth offers the grace of forgetfulness.

Here I am, stuck in a messy house, without keys to one vehicle, which is blocking the other.  To sick to look for fifteen minutes at a time.  Suffering internal organ, bone, and joint pains, with a minor fever a lot more often than usual but with aspirin having no effect save to thin my blood leading to frequent nearly unstoppable nose bleeds, unable to care for self or home, with blood sugar being weird, and seemingly unable to die or improve.  Days?  Weeks?  I can't remember.

Blood sugar is actually quite good.  At 115 fasting this morning.  But, after yesterday, at either 225 or 185 fasting, to 129 wake fasting, then back up to 169 after a tuna melt... of 14 (total carb)... It was crazy, for no good reason.  The first number seemed so high, I checked immediately again, which is why the "or".  It isn't too hot or cold.  I think it gets to 82°~84° outside, but without much effort is staying around 71°, maxing at 73° inside.  I am actually fearing winter this year, as things stand.

I believe one of the cats found the key fob, knocked it down, and kicked it somewhere.  I cleared an area, while looking, setting watches near where I was sure the key had been.  I found one of the watches on the floor this morning.  It ended being too clunky to be a good toe, so remains where it fell.  It's a start.

Later.