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I was down very early. I would guess 21:00 at the latest, if as early as 19:30? Somewhere in there. Plus, I turned the furnace on, and put it on hold... or so I thought. I woke at 01:15 or something, and had to force myself back to sleep. Set the alarms for 03:00 and 05:00. I heard the three alarm, but couldn't wake. Didn't hear the fiver. Woke at 07:00, but couldn't get up. Fought it, for an hour, doing everything from my side of things, to break through.
Sassy, of her own accord, visited as it was nearing eight... and helped me wake. What a wonderful daughter type. Sure, she had food on her mind. But, she knew I was struggling, wanted to wake, needed help. And, so, she helped. Up, for now. Not sure I can stay awake, will try.
The furnace was not on hold. Or the battery is failing? It seems to have half energy, so shouldn't be a problem. I turned it back up and put it on hold, for sure. If it falls off it again, I will change the battery out. But, the house is about 63 everywhere, at the startup. Outside is 37~38 and raining. At least it hasn't iced over. Though they really may have gotten snow higher up. That cool, this low, and wet? Yea, they... probably got snow. A few inches would be nice, a few feet would be better... as long as it doesn't thaw all at once.
Dreams of a woman. She was mean, but available. She was mean so as to be available. I remember her well. And, it mixed in with a dream of the man who first owned this and the other homes. He wasn't being funny, when he would stay down in the tunnels, to avoid harpy wives. He was maintaining his sanity. The thing is, he only had to do that rarely. Women... learn. They eventually learned to have a meal ready, and be of pleasant mood. Any troubles they had, in time, they could bring to him. But just tossing everything, plus a bad mood, on his lap, to start the thing... would mean he wouldn't visit for a while. And, yes, it did eventually work out fairly well.
Still a bit rough. Tired, definitely still sleepy. Hoping the furnace will warm things before long. The windows, of course, are shut. Doesn't matter. Ribs are slightly better, as yesterday or maybe slightly better? Not sure what went wrong in there. Not sure if it is extra water pills helping, or just time. Not a lot more water pills, just a few extra. And, I may stop that today or tomorrow.
I had hoped to be up, to get the boxes out, with the barrels. But that just isn't going to happen. Can't stand, am barely awake, too late. I may get the boxes to town this week. Payday is coming, just around the bend. So... maybe. There isn't much trash, but I will probably get that out maybe even yet today. It won't even be half a bag, total. But... I'll... get it out anyway. Same with recycling. If I may well just hold off on that until the weekend.
I was worried about blood sugar. While it dropped to 82, and was continuing, I ate a full can of fruit, with whipped cream and nuts. As well, had a fatted coffee. No more insulin, of course. And, that had been after everything, including the slow acting. I thought, maybe, I had overdone consumption. Blood sugar is 124 fasting this morning. That is... superb. Oh, sure, the goal is eighty to one hundred. But I... haven't had it this low in a very long time, and only for a short time... if dropping off meds is more the problem than else. Usually.
I am not only back to a better state, but I got there more quickly. Even having fallen off after having gotten back on. Ugh. I try, but... really? The mostly dead shouldn't even really be able to keep trying. Why I haven't fallen back to the long sleep, on meds but definitely off meds, yet, is... a wonder.
On to a dark, dreary, cold day. But... it's all good. I've had worse. Later.
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Ah! Memorial Day, or somesuch? There is a chance I can get things out before they arrive. I am sure they won't be by today? Almost sure. All good. Plus, I can spend several prayertimes regarding this day and what it means. All good.
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