Crazy lot of sleep.

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I went to bed at a reasonable hour.  And, realizing I was sleeping, I shut the windows and opened the door to downstairs... plus kept the furnace a bit higher.  Even so, I couldn't wake up this morning.  It is nearing 10:00.  Crazy.

I heard the 04:00 alarm, but only at 04:20.  I must have snoozed it the two times before, when it went off.  Eventually I realized I had missed the 04:00 wake up period, so was preparing myself for the 07:00 sets.  I really wanted to be up, but couldn't get there.  I don't think I even heard the 07:00 alarms.  I woke later, at 09:00.  Found the alarm and looked.  The seven alarm was still on, which means I most likely snoozed through it without ever consciously hearing it.

I got to bed reasonably. did little (if not by choice) yesterday, even took a nap.  I have no idea what the problem is.  The weather and meds, that must be it.  Sore, too, this morning.  Not from dreams, just from kidneys, I believe.  Blood sugar is a bit high, which also doesn't make sense.  I have been eating correctly, and in small amounts.  Then again, as noted before, going back on medicine can boot the blood sugar around a bit.  Not sure if organs slow, or... something.  But, for a while, this isn't that unusual... when starting medicine.

Today is the last day of the third week, last day of the week for full dosages.  Actually, as rough as things are, this is one of the best restarts I have had.  I think the cool weather, while a wet blanket in many ways, is easing the restart.  Far worse when it is hot out.  Cold is better than hot, cool is better than cold.

No dreams last night, that I remember.  Rather gladly.  Those wear me out.  Of course, were else are you going to nut a giant well enough to cause it to projectile vomit?  Still, as mentioned, it hurt my foot a great deal.  Should have just killed him, but I... was angry at being thrown.  It happens, lose sight when angry, while at things.

I almost wondered if I hadn't kicked something.  A black spot had developed on my big toe.  But, then, I realized that was the wrong foot.  Then again, who knows, dreams can transpose?  Dunno, but, thought it was funny.  Now, my right foot does feel like it got stubbed pretty well, the first three toes.  Who knows, done in sleep?  Because I remember nothing.  Doesn't meant I kicked a giant's nads, doesn't mean I didn't.  :p  They sure can yowl though.  That hurt my ears more than his nads... nad really, only hit one... hurt my foot.  Big baby.

Well, awake.  Chores, dishes, a shower... maybe a trim, shave.  Will do what I can.  It's payday.  Would like to get cream.  Not sure I can.  Doubt if I can get out even yet today.  Ugh.  Later.