Almost eight.

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So, probably awake at about 07:30?  It was brightening out there.  It helps to wake.  Still pretty cool though.  Yes, plenty cool outdoors at 22 F.  Frosted, grasses, probably trees too.  Not bad in here, for now.  Even in this cold front room.  A warm sleep, an easy wake, a few dreams and hopes of dreams, but gone with the light.

A shower, as soon as possible this morning.  And a bit more, if possible.  Chores... in an hour or so.  Hopefully letting it warm.  There isn't much warmth from the sun though, or doesn't seem it.  Who knows, maybe warmth from somewhere will blow in.  Always a bit of hope.

An appointment today, but over the phone.  If he will try again, I will try to get to the blood lab this time, sometime this week.  So tired.  At least I don't hurt.  But the sleepiness, weariness, tiredness, lack of focus... those types of things are every bit as bad, perhaps worse than, pain in keeping me down.  Days and weeks drift, without marks to remember or things to cause recall.  Actions become muted, then disappear in the fog without being started or finished.

I'll talk to him.  This is as good as it has gotten in decades, probably, blood pressure and blood sugar wise.  I have been close, but never right on.  This is it.  I have done my part, and somehow made it to this point without falling into sleep for weeks and months.  I hope he enjoys it, because this can't last.  I will have to back off, so as to function, or fall off in time.  Though, most likely, I will fall off almost no matter what, from time to time.  I can't maintain this.  Still, I guess he gets to see that medicine could work, if it could be maintained.  And that I can do it, for a while.  I'm not sure that is important, since it isn't sustainable.  A dog and pony trick, but... I have done what I can.

A shower, shortly.  Chores.  Cat litter, and feeding.  The appointment before long.  Then?  Anything else I might be able to do, or fit in somehow.  I'll... keep... trying to do things.  Blood sugar is 189 fasting, which is terrible.  Oh well.  I had two frozen burritos last night, had to have something warm, can't really cook.  Bleh.  Later.