Thursday, November 11, 2021

Rough, if roughly better.

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I have to go on to bed.  I will check on the furry eared one first.  I think I will take him a blanket.  Just a little pet one.  It'll probably get ruined, but...  And whether it will help or not.  Still, I want to try something.  That is what I can do.

Blood pressure is 129/82 with a pulse of 78.  Strange, how those things are running.  A little higher, but livable.  The pulse is what really surprises me.  Whatever.  I am just an observer, trying to get medicine in, let it do it's thing.  Not a lot I can do elsewise.  Now, blood sugar almost scares me.  At 126, with limited dosing, it's a bit spooky.  That's a 233 point drop from my last read, with only a normal dose... if with an added slow acting dose missed last night.

I will be hitting another slow acting dose, as I go to sleep.  But just the usual.  It's a bit of a risk, but I hate missing doses.  We will see.

I'm still a bit rough.  Sleepiness is taking the edge off.  In a few days, if pain persists, I will try anacin.  Unless it has been stolen, again.  I will sleep better, with chores done.  And the critters tended as possible.  Fed, and else.  Still, hoping to wake before too many hours and get to a few more things.  I should put the whites in the dryer, while heading out that way.

A shower, first thing, would be grand.  I am doing a good deal better, if there is still a lot of slop and pain in the mechanisms.  I'll keep at it.  But doing a lot... a little... mostly... partly... better.  I'll keep at it.  The steps seem to be leading somewhere.  Good day and night.

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