Rough.

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Nothing in particular.  Just everything in general.  Tired, still.  Sleepy, if I can sleep, even.  The wound on my leg hurts, sometimes sharply.  And the cats like bumping it.  Even in a bandage, it is still raw.  I slept well.  I had the windows open until it warmed a bit this morning.  Then I shut the windows and turned on one ac.

I think... no, I did go to bed at about a quarter after two.  It just took me a while to settle in for sleep.  It was a good time, though, much earlier than recent bedtimes.  I did drift, a bit, into insomnia, but kept my eye on the target.  Missed by a bit, but didn't lose out completely.

I think I woke around noon?  After, maybe up to an half hour after.  I got to chores immediately, all of them.  Birds, bunnies, and cats... if I still need to hit litter.  I redid litter completely last night, and am impressed with the new cat litter.  It doesn't leave bad, smelly, unclumping, bits in the bottom.  While I abused it, by not tending it rightly, what hadn't clumped was still good, even to smelling fresh.  It's a bit pricier, but that aspect will pay for itself.

No news from my mother.  I am guessing she did go in, or it is planned.  It may just be taking a while.  Though, too, maybe the whole thing is called off and she was discharged.  Though I think I would have heard by now.  Which... actually makes me a bit... worried.  Another prayer, for as it may go.  Death is certainly not the hope, but it is a peace... at least for her.  Still, I think there is a good decade or two in the old girl.  Besides, how can we race to the grave if she has won!  :)  I will make a few calls after this post.

Two hours have passed since I woke.  Not sure how.  Storm clouds were rolling in.  Rain, more rain?  Maybe.  Or not.  But it is keeping it cooler out there.  Last I looked it was 75.  The bunnies are looking good.  Still, have a month or two more of high summer.  While we are getting a cool day, I don't expect those this time of year.  These, two in a row, this early, is almost a miracle.  Well, one is a miracle.  Two?  They are close together, probably from the same system.  So...  Then again, we had one earlier in the month.  Miracle, or the beginning of severe events.  *rumble*  It might gift us more than thunder, or not.  But it is helping the world be slightly cooler.

....Mom called.  They aren't going to do it.  She has to get the okay from a cardiologist before they will proceed.  So, going home.  I suggested, while getting the polyp, to also have them get the stick out, too.  She asked what stick, before it hit her.  At least she chuckled.  A little mirth goes a long way.

Well... today?  If it rains, I won't mess with the twigs, assuming I can get to anything.  But I might do something in the house.  I need to begin working, clearing, cleaning.  But I have been so tired.  The heat is messing with me.  Oh, and I seem to have lost track of diabetes.  Always something...  Always, losing track.  Sleep, food, this medicine, that, or all meds... always losing track.  Still, I... keep trying.  I do.  I do my absolute best.  So... maybe... hopefully... to work today.

Later.