Saturday, January 27, 2024

Beef soup, stew.

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Burger, beef broth, cream cheese, steamed until mixed and done.  No hot spices this time.  It's good, but I don't want it every time.  Besides, if I want a cupa hot stuff, that's doable.  I think I'll have another round.  So far, though, I've only had a bit.  A cup?  Two at most.  Yes, I'll have another round of about that much.

Rough.  In a way.  It's been far worse.  But life has been so much better.  Even so I won't complain.  Life, like a woman, is a pretty, if fickle, odd, thing.  You can't win, but you better be the boss anyway.

I dreamed my friend stopped by.  They were in need.  I noticed he had snow on his boots.  They were cold.  I... wasn't doing well, so didn't remember they... were there, needed in.  Then I remembered, hours later, and went to check on them.

The snow wasn't on his boots.  It was on his feet!  He had to be freezing.  Both of them!  I felt so terrible.  I worried about frostbite, terribly.  I told them, if they ever came by, and I seemed lost, just break in.  They are people who would be allowed such.

I got his feet in water, cool to start, then warmer.  I got them wrapped in blankets, together.  I made soup, with meat and broth, plus hot spices.  I was careful with that, though.  Humans... have limits.  Still, a bit bright in the food, to treat cold, really does help.

Over time, I got them back to health.  Mostly.  No frostbite, thankfully, strangely.  In one way, it was a horrible dream.  That I could forget my people.  But, that I nothing went too terribly wrong, and I could cure them back to a sort of fitness, was good.  Well, they were working on regaining their health.  He is in nearly as bad of shape as I am, lately.  That damage to his leg, and head damage, really did him a number.  Continue to pray for him, if you would.  Me?  If you like.  I am so far beyond... some things, thinking, and prayer.  It's... just a God thing as is.  Don't worry.  Not about me.  I absolutely shouldn't be here.  And, yet, I... can and do enjoy... even the suffering.  Hmm... how about... I pray for you.  Amen.

Yes, a bite more.  Some more gaming.  Then on back to bed.  Good... morning, and goodnight.

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