A gift.

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While I can't do much, I can help very slightly.  Nothing worth much.  Just... a little help, now and again.  A few hours, a few times a week, and sometimes dinner... if I shared out the costs on that, so.  Well, someone thought that was worth something.  And, so, offered something of great use and value.  I won't say I deserve it, I did offer sincere gratitude.

A DeWalt, electric, cordless, chainsaw!  We go it running, right before I crashed.  And did some work with it.  It cuts like a charm.  Plus an extra blade, blade sharpening files, and a mount for my wrist if I ever lose a hand!  Well... maybe not the wrist mount.  So, now, I can get to it!  Ah, but... I realized something from the little bit we did in testing.

A goodly part of my problem is that I am extremely worn.  Whether it is just medicine, the ongoing illness, just being out of shape, something else, many other things, or a combination of some or all of those and some unknowns?  I... I just don't know.  But that little bit of work we did absolutely did a number on me.

My hands are swollen again.  Every ache that had slowed it's boil to simmer is back on full burner.  Aches that had gone have returned.  Muscles in my upper chest, arms, and legs have all gone violin string tight again.  Skeletal hurts are back, to include some sort of headache from that.  Even my innards have turned back into dancing beans, in the worst of ways.  All good, it just means I need to take it more slowly.  I now have the tools needed.

Oh, but this thing cuts like a charm!  And it's light as a feather.  What wore me wasn't cutting, I think, it was moving the branches, and getting them in place to cut.  That wood... some of those branches are the equivalent non-branching thirty foot trees, with seven to ten inch diameter trunks.  I had help, and we didn't move many or far, but that ate me.  I'll not do a lot of moving.  I think I will clear the driveway first.  Branches on every side of my house... lots of them.  All good.

Still, I was so pleased.  I didn't expect anything.  Didn't think what little I had done was worth it.

Fasting blood sugar is 177.  That is down from a day reading of 331 on the 25th.  Day readings are lower.  Oh, and 565 day reading the 20th.  My current day readings are in the low portion of 100's... as a comparison.  Fasting is always... almost always... my highest reading... until a flip at some point... even then it can be iffy.  Oh, and only, say, 20 cc's of insulin total yesterday?  Actually 45, if you count the 25 slow acting.  But that may begin coming down too.  I'll... keep on it.  Later.