Thursday, December 12, 2019

Almost.

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Another appointment.  Wouldn't have mattered when.  It was more about being both awake and able to function.  Two out of two is required.  I was able to be awake, but couldn't get out.  A shower, even a trip to the post office, but I was failing.  The crash was coming so very fast.  The trip to the post office was a test.  Amazing how fast cold weather will help shut things down, or revivify if the body is ready.

Ducks were fed etc.  Cats too.  Then I slept so hard it almost hurt.  I can't be sure how long, waking at ~14:15.  I think I went down very shortly after 8:00?  I am only awake because I have been twisting, shoving, a pulling my sleeping and waking hours so brutally that my body doesn't know when to be awake or asleep.

I'll try to figure a few things out.  I rescheduled the appointment before I was late.  I need to find paperwork.  My mother called, left a message to call back.  Blood sugar is too high, 198 fasting.  Potatoes.  Lots of potatoes.  With the corned beef.  And carrots.  At least it wasn't sugar and it is gone.  That was my Christmas feast.

I... best get to waking.  Oh, the thigh high compression socks are required.  I can't help but think I one of the three muskateers while wearing them.  Have to don them, shorter ones were beginning to deform the high calf area rather than expel the fluid.  Sure hurts to put them on.  But it works fast.  I have found that about twelve to twenty four on and off, with medicine, is best.  If I think I need to up the waterpill dose for a few more days.

On to... something?  Later.  Or good night.

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