Took all day to wake up.

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Even so, I wouldn't say I am quite awake yet.  Sassy got fed.  I shoveled three widths of the shovel again today.  The area I shoveled yesterday is clear.  What I shoveled today is slush.  Which is half why I stopped there.  It wore me out.  Been sitting so long I simply don't have much breath, air, endurance.  It'll... come back, in time.  I hope.

Sassy worked me this "morning".  She was hungry.  Fair enough.  I gave here a lot of snuggles, mild scratching, and massages.  She does understand, finally, that even if she doesn't absolutely love these things, they help me wake up.  She does enjoy them, just not as much when she is hungry.  On the good side, she got fed first thing.  I am always surprised how long food lasts, now that I am just feeding her one can a day.  Two twenty four packs last a month and an half, if usually I buy, so use, thirty packs.  There are still rare days, when she is so very hungry, that I feed her more than a can.  But, probably, only once or twice a month.

Dreams, again.  But they dissipated with waking.  Mom, talking about something.  Oh, and an engineering school interview.  I... somehow got on a list.  I told them it was a mistake, and suggested I was too old.  But they encouraged me to go for it, so I did.  I think I got it.  Not sure I was going to accept it though.  An elite school, for what that matters these days.

One of the things was solving a problem, being allowed a few givens.  I could have used fewer givens, and did offer that as a minority solution.  But believed they would want all givens used, so I did that too.  Child's play, with givens.  One is all that would have been needed.  Maybe two?  Three was a gimme.  At least in theory.

Feeling better?  A bit achy, pretty much everywhere.  But aches aren't pains.  These are mild among aches.  Thirsty, but... that can be fixed.

I still want a shower today.  Didn't get one yesterday.  Did get the bed reset.  And ripped blankets off today to be remade for tonight.  Trying to get back to... doing what I can do, or used to be able to do.  It's rough.  More just tired and achy, but that puts limits on things.  Being winter is... what it is.  Dark the last few days?  Week?  Two?  Mostly.  I think the sun did come out, at least a bit, not too long ago.

I'll need to thaw meat tonight.  Yea, forgot.  If possible, I may get out for food.  Not the best food, but food, at this point, is food.  And, in winter, it needs to be warm.  I need to reset kefir.  Falling behind, yesterday was so rough.  It's been difficult for a while now.  Still, back to aiming at doing better, more.

Since I want to shower, didn't want to put compression socks on.  But just a sock is too little.  I put a wrap on the broken foot.  Hopefully to bring the swelling down.  Without anything, it gets to two times it's usual size.  And, really, it takes several days of near constant compression to bring it down.  I just haven't been able to keep up on all things, and the compression, lately.  Ugh.  May have to get the boot in on it, when wrapping or using compression socks are too much effort.

What is strange?  I can't listen to music.  While I don't feel the nausea, it is still there.  If I listen to music, doesn't matter what kind, country, rock, strange... it upsets my stomach.  Causes a headache.  I am definitely not well yet.  I keep looking for signs of infection, but there aren't any.  Just swelling.  Odd.  

Later.