I made it to ten-ish.

.
.
Perhaps an half hour past.  I called my mother.  She is sounding much better.  Chiropractor, she says.  The guy has been in the area since I first got out of the service. Back when I absolutely didn't believe in them.  It's not that... I buy their schtick fully now, only I have seen it fix what medical says doesn't exist.  They are all half-shills and shysters, selling cures to ailments only they can diagnose.  Half right, three quarters bullshit.  They have come up, docs have gone down, both are considered too self interested advisors.

Still, it was good to hear her chipper.  Tough old bird, has been all my life, but by realities she wanted no more than others wanted.  Pain makes you delicately powerful, too powerful, too delicate.  She is even back to work.  It is very part time, but enough so she isn't choking on nickles, dimes, even pennies.

Sleep was fantastic.  I just woke at fourteen forty five.  Tired from recent efforts.  Lungs burning a bit, chest and all tight, but in the good way.  Driving in hard fast mean traffic, after not driving for months means white knuckle driving, which tightens everything up, wears me down.  Plus all that running around, talking, explaining, to often hostile seeming people.  And various early efforts.

Don't get me wrong.  I am jealous of my mother.  I would work part time if I could.  My sleep patterns eat me.  A boss needs an employee at specific times.  Not when he can be awake, and then if he can work.  I am grateful for the pushing, and that I could keep at it.  I will take opportunities as possible.  Especially now that it is cooling off.

Ugh, four appointments coming up.  Three next month and one in early January.  On the good side, a1c is 7.1, down from 7.8, down from 10.3?, down from 11.9?  Something like that.  BP keeps jumping up and down.  If I haven't slept enough, best not check it, 158/99 if pulse was 71.  Without eating or dosing, blood sugar went from 80 at my first waking to 150 now.  Yeah.  Still, 150 is a better fasting number even itself.

Hmm... on to waking.  Later.