Pushed for more sleep.

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I can't be sure when I went to bed.  Later in the morning, I think.  Blood sugar had dropped terribly, to 70.  It was dropping still, I could sense it.  Carb tabs by the fistful.  I feared it would spike my fasting blood sugar, but I... had not choice.  Actually, at 191, it isn't too bad.  The weekly average is down to 158 as well!  Quite good, actually.  I wasn't in any shape to cook, and didn't have anything prepared, no choice.  And, no, I hadn't dosed at lower levels.  Not sure... what happens, always.  It just crashes.  At least, awake or asleep, I am aware.

I woke at around 21:00 and change.  Ducks!  Even if I am going to sleep longer, I have to put the ducks in.  The ones who can get out can fly, and up into branches.  They will just have to take care of themselves.  I could close the windows, but... I... would rather not.  Then I have to open them during the day.  Hmm... I may close them during the winter... even winterize them a bit?  Maybe.

Then, back to bed.  I woke a bit after 01:30?  Some time in there.  Waking was painful.  Mostly the midsection and tight muscles.  But they are getting better.  The torso pains feel old, dated, fading.  Muscles?  I keep pushing them, every few days.  Until the tree is gone, they won't be allowed to heal fully.  Which... is why I tried to sleep later.

I am hoping to work on the branches tomorrow.  Clearing at least the driveway.  Perhaps working on the back porch area, at least to allow access again.  Piling the cuts into easy to remove piles.  Stacking wood to be chopped into separate piles.  I will need a splitting axe.  I have a felling axe, but that just isn't the same.  As well, I may look for splitting wedges and a larger sledge hammer.  I really do want to begin splitting logs.  Even a few a day, as I tend the ducks.  For my health.

I will tinker a bit, perhaps hit dishes, fold some clothes, work on the leather thimbles?  I may nap through the night yet, as well, to be fresh.  It got to the 60's at least, if very cold in the morning.  I can do 60's.  Probably 50's, but not quite lower.  I am excited to get to the saw again.  I was afraid it would eat batteries.  But, honestly, in the half hour we used it, it didn't lose even one of the three battery life led bars!  Even if it loses a bar every half hour, I have several batteries, and I doubt if I could keep up with the battery life anyway.  Not for long.  So, it's all good.  I'll bet the battery will recharge faster than I can recharge!  Bah!  Getting old sucks!  If... it isn't all bad.  Later.
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Oh, but a dream.

I met... something... after the time of man.  A creature, several of them actually but the lead is the one I involved myself with.  His, or it's, name was Oblivion.  I... couldn't place him, at first... I will use "him" as a simple convention... if not a literal thing.  For he was of not one sex, or the other, or even indifferent... as the wind, or sun, or moon, or earth.

Anyway, we were speaking, and... I realized he and his cohorts had to... go.  They had to become no more.  They did not wish to be no more, so, of course, put up a fight.  They were no contest to my ways and will, and so, soon, all were gone.  But... who... were they?  I use they, who, and such, much as I use "him".  Convention, not literal, for they were not people.

It bothered me.  So long in, and the dream was hanging on the thread of knowing whom I had just dispatched.  Who had I just destroyed?  Then, it... began to dawn on me.  It was death, and plague, hunger, and some others.  No, not the riders or angels.  But the ones which had troubled man since his eviction from the Garden of Eden.

You might believe that the angels of death, and the riders, are the same as those spirits which inflicted, or blessed, men... in their fallen state.  You would be wrong.  It was these who I slew, and gladly.  Their time was over, their existence needed to be ended.  In heaven, and even from those suffering hell, of the man type, there was much rejoicing.  Funny?  I... had forgotten I now had an aware audience!  And a lively easy to please crowd at that.  Woot!