Morning agony.

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Brutal.  No reason for it.  Hips, to the vertebrae roughly at their height, and down... kidneys and various internals, some of it as bloat... the heart is sore... then the neck, about midway on up plus a headache from it.  All about a five to six.  So, nowhere near the worst.  But nothing like the painfree days I have been mostly knowing.  There are odd things, too, like my right elbow as if twisted, and my left shoulder.  But... why?  I slept fairly reasonably.

Tylenol, first thing.  I am so used to painlessness from the last few weeks... partly numbed by acclimating to medicine?  This pain is almost unbearable.  So much better when I just... am used to it.  Remember when I wrote, if God hadn't called, and I found my way to Him, I would have kept trying to commit suicide?  This is why.  And, it can get much worse.  Much much worse.  But this is tight, this is hard, solid, as beautiful as pain gets.  Not quite exquisite, but... beautiful.  It takes great familiarity with pain to label it as those things.

Still, I... have things to do, if possible.  In time.  On the good side, at around 10:30, it is nearly 60 outside.  There is a reasonable chance it will be warm enough to sort a few things out, if I can stand for long.  I'll give it a shot.  Rabbits, I'm telling you.  Cages set up, rabbits bread and moved... I think so.  And, if more is possible, branches moved and stacked, sorted and gotten ready for this or that.  It is a pretty day.  A good day, if possible, to be out there.

Blood sugar is 155 fasting.  Not perfect, but certainly in the declining right direction.  Sure beats the other day... yesterday or the day before... of 192... an outlier I hope.  I was a bit worried about whether the potatoes would mess with blood sugar.  I kept that dosage small, and had it with plenty of butter, as well as chicken and cabbage stew, mostly drained.  Plus, I think that was it for carbs yesterday, so... yea.

I'll get to chores in an hour or two, or so, when I can walk, or anyway.  I'll test my bp in an half hour... I like to wait a bit after medicine.  Hopefully, then, I'll game a bit after chores, as a break, then get on back out to the cages and else.  I am hoping.  If you can't beat the pain, might as well join it.  *rictus grin*  Later.