Oh, ouch.

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Ribs, internals.  Not organs, mind you.  Just the mechanics of my torso.  It truly feels like I was in more than a fight, even against a group.  This feels more like curing after being kicked by a mule, or a belly flop onto the ground from five or ten feet.  This is harsh.

I use the equivalent of three mattresses, floor mats anyway.  That isn't the problem.  I really think it is just that as fat goes away, I become sparse against the floor, right through the mattresses.  My body will simply have to adjust.  Though, maybe skinny people can't sleep on the floor?

Mind you, I am not skinny, yet.  Just... thinner.  Thirty to forty pounds is all so far, but that all came off my gut.  And I feel it.  It isn't just my gut that is odd.  My legs.  They are almost always asleep.  No butt cushioning, when I sit.  I would have thought losing weight would help those things, less mass crushing down?  I guess I never thought about a lack of padding.  Miserable.  But... I'll take it, if I can, and continue losing if possible.  I just hope, when I hit bottom, and everybody hits bottom eventually, I will be able to adjust.  I am hoping I might adjust as I bottom out.  This really hurts.

From time to time, though, I am still gaining a lot of extra water weight.  I haven't been able to wear compression socks lately.  If I haven't showered in a bit, I don't.  But, having showered yesterday, I'll clip my toenails today, then take another shower.  When my feet airdry after that, I'll get socks or hose back on.  Those... really help keep water out.  Mostly.

Lungs are still slightly funky.  I dumped three liters last night, and know I was peeing well yesterday.  No water pill, just... I don't know.  So, I'm back down to base.  Feel pretty warm though.  It's 73/74 upstairs, or when I woke.  So, pretty good.  Down here it was 73/79, but it feels a lot warmer.  I put the ac, down here, from light duty 68, to cooling at 64.  I turned the ac upstairs down a bit, too.  Trying to keep it cool, but balance usage.  Doing my best.

I didn't do a lot this morning, before coming down.  I did sort some of the clothes.  But, then, found three pair of pants.  Two are winter weight.  I folded those, and put them in an airtight bag, sealed and compressed that.  Then I found a summer or lighter weight pair, and put that in with the other I have up, and compressed those.  Should be clean to wear whenever.  I have one pair out, that I wear until it's dirty or smells off.  I... might not be able to keep a good home, but I can still smell, unfortunately.

That was about all I could do, but it was a keen start.  I am hoping to do a bit, morning and night, or what passes for them as I wake and go on to bed.  Need to find an ironing board, too.  If I don't have one?  I may, in the washroom closet.  Still, a bit here, a bit there, I might catch back up.  Or, even, get way ahead.

A shower before long.  Another load of laundry in.  The towels that are in will get dried and put up.  I've been staying on top of these things.  I need to clear and wash the freezer top.  Oh, and find trash bags.  Those things get stolen by the lot.  I can't keep in them, yet know I am not using them that fast.  I best never catch the, or one of the, thieves.  Won't be good for them.  And I will absolutely crush them.  Don't care who it is.  Especially since, to some degree, they could just ask.

Oh, I need to clip my toenails, probably as mentioned?  I just went and did some things, changed Sassy's water, reset water for fresh, made coffee, weighed in, and some other things.  When I get back, and begin in, I forget... Anyway.  Toenails, then some dishes (to get them out of the way).  A shower as soon after as possible, then the dishes back in to finish.  Well, and clearing and cleaning the freezertop, which will require trash bags being found and used.  Ugh.  It can get so complicated, involved, interconnected.  No wonder I feel overwhelmed so often.

Well, on with the day.  Good day.