Better.

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Swelling and pain are muted.  The volume goes down a bit at a time.  It'll go up, from time to time, asleep or awake.  But it's okay.  I suffer as well as I may.  If it wakes me, I often just roll to a comfortable place and pray for a while.  Not for relief, just... while awake, and unable to do much else, it is a good time to pray.  Actually, I am grateful for the moments.

While awake, I often find something more distracting, or just acknowledge, set it aside, and get back to whatever I was doing.  It is making me drowsy again tonight.  I will try to sleep again.  In just a bit.  If I only get a few hours in, so be it.  The knuckle dimples for my two littlest outside fingers are black, have been since later the evening of the events.  They are still rather crippled, but I am trying to use them more each day.

I may borrow a chainsaw and get to work soon.  As mentioned, I plan on cutting the logs into lengths, then splitting them.  A few each morning?  When I go out to tend the ducks perhaps?  Yea, that is the plan.  I won't start in until ribs, torso, hands, and such are... a bit better... and after I have rested back up a bit.  Even cutting the logs into chopping size will take a bit.  I'll see if there were any pictures taken... perhaps take a few more.

Well, on to something else, just for a bit.  Then on to bed.  Good night.