A really good morning.

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Everything, around the edges of my brain, is a bit fluffy.  Antibiotics, but too, it's doing it's thing.  And well.  A little price to pay is worth it.  The pain in my leg is lessening?  A bit.  It's still there, very sharp from time to time.  But, less.  Less severe, less frequent, for shorter spells.  Not... necessarily a good sign, but it is a change.  And, one can hope.

Up twenty before eight, or so.  Can't be sure when I went down.  I am all but certain it was after 19:30.  And, probably, well after.  Into 20:00? 21:00?  If I was up to 22:00, I didn't make it later.  I just... can't be sure.  If I had to guess I would say between 19:30 and 20:30, but I just don't know.  And, yeah, I was looking.  Down here, up there when I went down.  Just... short term memory is fritzed, either from antibiotics, the infection, both, maybe more.  Winter just turned... winter.

It's 32 this mooring, and feels soft out there.  I stepped out to look.  No rain, yet, but I could see it.  I am wearing the electric (heated) vest.  Oh, that's... nice.  I don't need it for long.  Just... to warm the body, even very warm.  Then turn it off and I am good for half or the whole day.  I like the idea of a space heater, but it just doesn't work like this.  This warms the body, just the body, and as efficiently as one likes.  If I want more warmth, or faster, or such, I can just put a jacket over it.  Absolutely wonderful.  I would have liked the electric pants, but they wouldn't turn off.  And, no.  That's... way too much.  Plus, having to recharge the battery every day on top of it?  It was too much.  I may see about another one, that works.  Because having a vest and pants, which warm to the bone, is extremely nice.  I might be able to be more active.

Oh, and blood sugar was very good this morning.  At 98 fasting?  I'll take that on any day.  Why it broke last night, then this morning too?  I can't say.  Maybe it's the antibiotics, the warming out there, a bit better sleep, getting over the torture session, or a group of things?  I'll take it.  So happy.  Weekly blood sugar is 118, biweekly is 116, and monthly is 141.  So, there... was a slight dip up.  But, thankfully, it didn't completely ruin my run... just... a few points.  Now, to see if we can get it to go lower again.  Ugh.

Today?  Who knows.  I have plans, or more hopes.  A shower among them.  Then rebandaging the leg.  No debriding today.  Just... no.  Nor ever again, without some sort of at least local anasthesia.  Son but that was brutal.  I'm just glad I didn't have a heart seizure.  Got close.  Holy cow was that brutal.  NO!  But, a washing, then a new patch.  Doc wanted me to use a specific antibiotic cream, over the counter.  But I don't have the money for that this month.  I have other stuff which will just have to do.  Plus, mine is packed in serving sized portions, so it won't get wasted with it's first usages.  

Ugh!  My leg knows what is coming.  And is already starting to whinge!  Ugh.  Ouch.  That hurts.  So strange how the body... just... the body is like a pet.  And likes "veterinarians" and "mail men" similarly, if for different reasons.  Bleh.  Smart body.  :p

Best get medicine in, set the timer, and thing about getting started, or do a bit of gaming to wake.  Later.