Why so late?

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It at 13:15, give or take less than a handful of minutes, when I finally woke in such a manner that I could get out of bed, or for good.  I awoke around 8:34 or something, having to pee.  But had forgotten the clean pee bottles.  So, while getting those, voided while downstairs.  Sort of hoped it would wake me?  No, not 8:34, more like 10:34?  Yes, the later, or a bit later.  But in there.

I closed the windows, save one, and the front door was left a crack open.  Wasn't sure when I'd be up.  Was afraid to close it all up, but didn't want it all open.  When I woke, it was 77 upstairs.  windows were open, remain so.  At this point I don't think it matters, might even be worse to close it up, at least without turning on ac.

I feared for downstairs.  Outdoors is already 88?  Or 90?  And probably going higher.  But, the main was just 72, and the front room is 75 even near the computer since that was off.  I was... impressed.  I truly feared it would be a sweat box by now.  That I would have to... work with it.  When I get too hot, I get a mild fever, often.  As I suggested, perhaps malaria?  Or the reaction to medicine meant to treat it or help fight against it.  If the disease doesn't get you, the medicine may.

I'm still paying for the Navy "helping me out".  Never again volunteer yourself.  Even if you make it out, you will not make it out whole.  Not sure if high command is evil, or just stupidly follows orders like everyone else.  But I do know they hate submariners, and a few others, who see and know better.  Though, what good it did me, by the time I understood?  Was already a dead man walking.

I best turn the ac on though.  Just a low setting, not the lowest, a medium... among the low settings.  Then there are three ranges (of note) on the high settings.  Life is much better with things as they are.

I keep losing fluid.  There still might be some in the torso.  But, it is out of my lungs and really has to be close to being out of my legs, ankles, and feet.  Most.  I got on the scale today.  At 251.7... better.  Now, it truth, is when I either start losing weight or not.  The goal is to eat enough to be active.

Don't want to be so miserable from raw hunger that you don't do anything.  Can't do anything.  But, too, I don't want to eat too much to use up or push out.  It's a trick.  Now is when I could use a food logger.  Though, my metabolism is slow, so even then I have to cut it a bit shy.  Which I can do.  The trick is to not starve so much that my body rebels.  Which it will do.  Don't want hit or miss, I lose that game.  Just a slow steady.  And, if I need to cheat, more fat is the way to go.  Especially since I am, mostly, fat adapted.  My body doesn't get carbs, it either uses fat or it doesn't get energy.  Mostly.

I will try to finish off the chicken.  Perhaps have a can of veggies with it.  Then... on to gaming, a shower, and... else?  I don't know.  I'll try to get things going.  Fed Sassy already, will check her litter.  Been keeping up on that, mostly.  Especially now with two boxes for her.  Still, usually twice a day, or every other day at the worst which usually isn't a mess.