Not exactly certain when I went to bed.

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Definitely looked at clocks.  Down here, upstairs at the alarm, and at the phone as I was setting it for night mode.  Nothing stuck.  No surprise.  My last post was sent in at 18:45... I thought I just read.  Sandy morning head fog.  Sometime around there.  Though, I added a vid or two a bit after that, perhaps an half hour later?  Somesuch.

I woke at two, right at.  Spent time binding my feet and legs, with the elastic bandages.  Not quite up to compression socks today.  Yet need something to help dump water.  A few days of, I think, running hot on hours, and twisting my schedule, in the wind, pushing well past may abilities to do well, I think, caused massive water buildup.  Sodas didn't help with that yesterday, but was necessary for other things.  I'm tending that... water pills, compression, what I can.

Foot is killing me, again, today.  But no painpills today.  I get those, generally once a week, or every third day on which pain persists... unless I can just say I am going to and skip it.  I hate pills, even more than pain, mostly.

Still, given what I just did, things... are good.  Now I can die in peace, should that happen.  Prayers are now efficacious.  I told the priest I would pray some rosaries this month, in gratitude.  As well, I have penance.  Usually we do that there, and then.  But I was crashing so quickly, and roughly, I... couldn't.  I know what the prescription is, and will abide it.  And more, of course.  Back on the road, and in the right direction.  Did I say road?  I meant path.  While it seems narrow, rocky, strewn with peril... and is.  There is only one way home.  I, for my own part, believe this is it.  And will not stray for popular collectivism, cynical denials, blasphemous among us, or else.  If today's leaders fail, then look to the fathers of the church, to the magisterium, to the church doctors, and let the false continue on their damned merry way.  Do as thou would, I will not go that way.

Not... really happily awake.  Just awake.  Kefir, raw, going down.  Breakfast, later.  There is a method of cooking I would like to try.  If it works, especially if I could do several eggs at a time, this would... ease cleanup without much fuss.  Oh, I don't think I have shared this.  Not sure I believe, but I don't need to believe, just try.  My problem is I can't find my industrial roll of parchment paper.  Was looking for it to make fish, anyway.  Playing with food is a joy.  I'll keep looking for it.  If I don't find it by April, I'll order another big roll of the stuff.

Life can be a joy.  It doesn't even have to expensive, if you can use your imagination and the ideas of those who came before us.  Look, the whole world is out there.  Even being broken, in pain, hobbling around, I... am doing what I really didn't want to do.  Living.  And rightly, well in my little way.  Later.