Finally, awake.

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A call, halfway through sleep.  I couldn't wake for it.  Wasn't absolutely sure it happened.  Even so, it nagged my sleep.  On days and nights I don't have things, I need to remember to block that thing off so nothing gets through, since I won't be able to answer anyway.

As it turns, there was a call.  It was my mother.  She had a doctor visit, and seems to be doing well.  She should only be there, perhaps, two more weeks.  All good news.

It is 71 upstairs, 78 to 79 downstairs, and 80 outside, with 47% humidity.  It is stickier outside, more humid, if it seems like the weather is trying to produce rain.  It just isn't getting it done.  Just slightly sticky, this isn't Iowa or Texas by any stretch of the imagination.  Or Phoenix or Tucson.  I... didn't realize how bad those places got during the monsoon season.

I had a tough time waking.  Only woke, even so, because of the nagging worry that I was called.  I wish I had been able to check, and get that, so then sleep peaceably.  Having that nagging worry made sleep difficult.  I would like to go back to sleep, not sure I can.

Blood sugar is 157 fasting.  Not great, but it sure beats the upper 100s and lower 200s.  The average is much better, though, still, at 114 for the week.  I have been on medicines for a week, straight I think, now.  And had only been missing a day or two at a time, from time to time, so was not actually starting over from fresh... had medicine still in there, I would guess.  So, starting tomorrow, I will begin checking bp.  I wanted to be on it a full week before beginning to check.  Give the stuff time to work.  Kept missing.  Tomorrow, finally.  Then, sometime this next week, to get to the V.A. for bloodwork.

Now, this evening and through tomorrow if necessary, to get the way cleared for the water heater from upstairs to downstairs.  And, maybe, try to figure out how to drain the water heater downstairs?  Ugh.  I just don't know how.  Without a sump pump.  Not sure I can afford one.  Bleh.  Always something.

Something to eat, too, probably after chores, and getting the girls fed.  Maybe a shower, sometime tonight.  As well, getting laundry up and begin working on that.  If possible, some cleaning in the bathroom too.  Always more than I can possibly do.  Have to try.  Later.