A very long sleep, again.

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Only able to stay awake a few hours at a time, the last few days.  And swelling in feet and torso, whole body really, had become an issue.  So, I took five water pills as I was shutting down.  And, again, I got rid of between eight and nine liters during the night.  Pee bottles, with volume gauges notched in.  I had used the restroom twice before crashing, and was going about a liter a shot, initially, so... perhaps ten to eleven liters.

More, I am still a bit swollen.  Not as bad as it was, but... yeah.  When restarting meds, it's best to start with the water pills and potassium first, so I don't have multiples of switches and changes all at once.  That really makes it a lot worse.  In a few days, I'll get the rest of the meds set up and hit those.  First, the rest of the excess fluid out.

I think I went to bed at about four, waking around eighteen hundred, just about exactly.  I did hit the dishes last night, cooked chicken... putting away what remained, and scrubbed the bathroom floor.  I didn't reset the dishes, so a shower is in the offing.  Then, hopefully, some other work.  It's a decent night out.  Strange, but I'll take it.

Best feed the girls and check on the ducks.  Oh, I see Trump lost.  And, his sc nominee stabbed him in the back.  Told him.  I think he knew she would be left of center, he just thought through his blind egalitarianism that her honor would see her through to siding with him just once.  Women have no honor.  It's... just the way of it.  And, this pope hates him, and rules her.  So... you get what you pay for.  The courts aren't going to do anything.  He is most likely done.

I swear, those who called my truthing black pilling just don't want to face the flaws of their leader or simple realities.  America is going to finish becoming a third world country.  If the truth is, it wasn't done with the electoral consent.  Socialism, as I suspected, never happens through consent... no one in their right mind consents to genocide.  It is through theft... and the unwillingness or inability to defend against the theft.  Then... fear... surrendering to it.

There is a chance.  A slim one.  But I don't see a path to it.

Well, I best get on with things.  Later.