Absolutely blasted...

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But, with some help, I got everything planned, and more done.

I couldn't do most of it.  I could help, with some of it.  In the end, I am sitting here, trying to breath.  I'll trade that for what was done, even if it kills me.

The hutch was moved, and the crossbars for the clothes line were pulled.  As well, the rabbit poop was removed, from the old places the cages had been.  I kept gagging for air, but tried to keep up.  Then I started in on trash and recycling.  Can't promise it was out on time, either of them, did my best.  I couldn't get the last bag out, or the barrel... but I did get the recycling out, and the barrel, and the last of the load.  Finally, not surrounded by water bottles.  It's a start.

Now I have been given marching orders.  Boxes, broken down, soon... within this week.  As well, stuff to go to the dump.  After first I wasn't sure, then I remembered that I have a ton of boxes, ready to go, upstairs.  When I get the boxes broken down, I can bring as many of those down and have them ready to go as possible.  Actually, I will probably get those behind and under the broken down boxes, so that we can use those for fill.  The trick is, I have a bunch of boxes of water in the way.  Those are heavy, and I am choking for air, even when just... well... I can go to the bathroom, now, sort of okay.  Though after all that, it'll take a while to recharge.

BP is very low, again, even with the lowered dose, at 98/74 with a pule of 94.  Blood sugar is just not coming down, even with a pretty large dose of insulin, and eating keto, at 319.  Blood oxygen is okay, at 98%, If I breath more carefully when testing...  If I am trying to breath more strongly even when not testing.  In the nose, out the mouth, strong, regular, healthy.

But, shoot, that totally wore me down to near death.  I think it drags bp down.  Perhaps, between getting used to medicine, and pushing through a few times, it will improve.  If not I will make adjustments.  The problems, in the past, is I would lose conscious awareness.  For whatever reason, this time, if after some time, I am surfacing to conscious awareness, and able to act on it.  If it is fairly dangerous, there might be a way through.  Later.

All just stories, mind you.  Though, if you remember what I said about stories?  It's... all good.