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Called my mother, in a last bid to check on her. She picked up. We had a short call, not too clear, or well communicated. I can tell she is tired, and a bit distracted by the tube. As well, I am a wasteland. Still, we relayed concerns and hopes, from tin ear to misunderstanding, but it... was something. If nothing else, we could hear each other. Sometimes that is all we get.
Still rough. Wiped out fairly badly. The lungs burn, any energy usage, at this point, gets to me quickly. While eating popcorn, my jaws became so exhausted that I could barely finish. I don't have much energy to throw about, and I don't recover well. It may be a few days before I can do much again. With the trash out, that is okay. I may have to find a stool, or take a chair over, to work on the boxes. I want them started, sooner than late.
I did get in another dose of insulin, with a half a cup of milk. Then waited two hours. Blood sugar is still screaming hot. I'll use more with my final meal. If I can stay up a few more hours, I will test again. If I don't have much hope for that. Still, going to make the effort... but two more hours?
I did speak about some things, for reasons. Clarified? I don't know. From my side, I have done what I may. There are things I want, and need, done. Definitely, at the moment, I can't do much. For this, that. I think it is fair, but perhaps the deal isn't sweet enough, or perhaps it is asking too much. Time will tell.
Exhausted into the dirt. Still, given the givens, much was done, and I helped with what was possible for me to do. The next warm spell, if it arrives, should see the fence posts in, and leveled. Though, too, maybe the roof on the moved hutch, shorn, and reset with hinges instead... so as to easily get in there, and the creation of a divider. As well, moving the gents out to the outbuilding, and once they are acclimated, visits from the does to their places. Gotta try to get the girls and boys doing what they do... as rabbits are supposed to do.
I didn't get the waterers. I am hoping to do that tomorrow. Ah, I'm done. Painfully so. Goodnight.
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