Awake on a cold day.

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Double socks, longjohns, long sleeved tshirt over a short sleeve shirt.  PJ bottoms when I can find them.  I thought I had a pair down here, fresh mostly, from yesterday.  Nope.

Sassy has been yeowling for the fifteen minutes it took to charge my watch.  And... sleep a bit.  I set the alarm for nine, having gone to bed at 23:00 and smallish change.  Wanted to try to wake up, at least to feed Sassy, within some reasonable time.  I woke at 8:30, but drifted to 8:50, then turned off the alarm and was about to get up when I realized my watch hadn't been on the charger.  The watch has some... functions that I like.  But has... drawbacks too.  A price for a feature, or many.

Finally charged to 100%, I got up.  Dresed, and came down.  Fed her a bit.  But she begged for more.  When she begs in a certain way, I... try to gift her more.  Some days a single dose doesn't do.  If she begs every time, I start weening her back.  Oh, I know.  I get extra hungry from time to time.

I set up the glass pots last night.  Just the "new item" wash, so no real work needed.  I'll wash and rinse them, when I am ready to do that, dry, then set to air dry.  I made coffee, just coffee and cream this morning.  Plain jane, by my standards.  And am having custard with it as I wake.

Blood sugar is 140, but I... had a burrito last night.  I was so nervous hungry after the ER visit, and there was no way I could cook when I got home.  Crawled in, and eventually crawled to bed.  So... I ate out.  Just water with it.  But, yeah.  At least this time there is a reason.  It has runn 144 recently, some morning(s?).  Without any reason, even when fasting for days.  Bleh.

Good to have carbonated water back in stock.  I forgot to get eggs, when out.  But... should be able to get out within the week, for more?  Until the neighbors fresh eggs are back in stock, I'll have to do storebought.  Can't be too upset.  Chickens need rest from the processes too.  Only, be grateful for what they do give.  Those are precious gifts.

Having a hard time peeing lately.  Not sure what the problem is.  Taking a few extra waterpills, hoping that will... get the flow going.  And the gel pads on the glasses are working much much better, for me.  An easy fix, too.  Nice.  I asked the eye doctor, who really isn't into the glasses side of things, in case she might know something.  And, she did.  Led me to another woman, who fits glasses, who added these.  Ask and, in a way, one or the other, you will receive.

Cold sleep.  Cold waking.  I checked outdoors.  It's 38.  38?  That's... on the warmer side of things.  But I have been pushing, I am still ill, all that.  Dressed as warmly as possible today.  Bandaged the wound as well.

I will have to begin showering, to slowly soak the scab off.  If the first doctor had told me to keep the scab off, I would have.  Easy enough, just a bit messier.  Juicier.  Blah.  But, slowly, over several hot washes, the scab will come off.  Then I can use the ointment to keep it open and soft.  But don't just... scrub it off.  My God man, that was rude.

I have more bandaging arriving today.  And a new type of ointment.  There are three types.  I have the triple antibiotic.  I am getting some single main formula type.  And there is a third I can't seem to find.  Plus, packs of both sterile and non-sterile gauze, and self-adhesive wraps.  I have to be careful not to wrap those too tight, it's... a bit of a trick.  Tight enough to hold the gauze, not so tight as to cut off ANY circulation.  A little practice will get me there.  I think that is why the foot was swollen yesterday.  Was in a bit of a nervous rush to get it done up and get going.  Ugh.

Oh, and I best call today.  The number to let the VA know I went in.  Or I get to pay.  I've paid for antibiotics twice, and lots of bandaging.  It's getting... pricy, for me.  But I'll do it, down to borrowing if I have to.  Not quite there yet, but... tight.  So very tight.

Hmm... I think I'll have a few pork hocks while at it.  Though, later, hoping to fix a steak.  Oh... hoping that tastes good, but I almost fear other foods still.  Fear nausea will return.  Still not sure if that was diet, or infection.  Though... could have been parts of both.  Loverly!  Later.

Oh?  But they were checking on me this morning!  Between being gone, and some other things, had them worried.  Didn't mean to.  But... I do some things by such habit that... well...  Anyway... this time definitely...