Warming, finally.

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Awake, but just barely.  Crashing, hard, fast.  Not sure if a nap will do, but will try.  Or just stay awake as long as I can?  I hate when I am stuck between crashing and choosing to push on.  I don't think I can push on.  But I can try to make it a nap, not a full sleep.

It is 82, at 13:07.  It's a nice 82, so far.  I brought in all but the three pants from the line.  I think they are dry, but want to give them more time, and in the sun.  They had been in the shade.  Even with the sun moving to eventually get them, I had to reposition them so that they were definitely in the sun.

I have t he ducks a splash of water, while at it.  And, earlier, I filled the dishpan at the side of the house, but added a big rock, so any silly little ones who figure out how to get in can also get out.  The big ducks won't be able to bathe in it, as they had been, but they can still clear their bills of muck.  It's something, a compromise.

Bacon and eggs were breakfast.  Medicine was taken.  It might even be late enough to take night medicine.  BP is 139/90 with a pulse of 72?  I felt a little off, thought it was blood sugar.  It is this bp.  Not a bad bp, just not a familiar range.  Actually, that is just about what is being sought.  Blood sugar is slightly elevated.  Kefir and 12 cc's of insulin, as I head to a nap.  And night pills, so I won't forget later, or have to take them if I wake at 3:00 or such.

I'm dithering, about calling my mother.  I may call my brother at the beginning of the week as well.  Trying not to be a pest.  But trying to keep a pulse on things.  And encourage the others.  We are all in difficult spots.  But we are, to a degree, what we have.  Oh, he has a wife and kids, she has a guy and many who lover her, I have friends, but... from the old days.

I do love watching the ducklings.  The bigger and littler ones.  I am looking forward to more.  Some will fall.  Yet?  Some will make it.  But, I think, they are learning how to keep them alive.  This is all of their first batches, for the muscovy.  Perhaps for the indian runners, too.  One had a batch before, not sure it's the same girl.  Hadn't named them then.

Have a great afternoon and day.