How did I not get to bed earlier?

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It's 23:16?  I... have been so tired all day.  Gaming.  Enjoying this game, mostly.  But... tired.  I am surprised I made it past 18:00.  So tired I hurt.  Lungs, heart, truly tire to the point of pain, and dysfunction.  They aren't working as they should be.  All good, sleep soon.

Tomorrow is a holiday.  The appointments I was supposed to have are scheduled for the day after, but in the afternoon.  One has been canceled, fully.  No reschedule on that.  The other is to be made a local event, and ongoing.  But, we will have to sort that out.  I just won't go to the VA hospitals or clinics, directly, anymore.  Too far of a drive, they are no longer reimbursing travel, and they have gone as far into dei as possible.  Which... excludes me.

Local isn't better, but it is safer... in some ways.  Perhaps lower quality care?  We'll see.  Though, if a hospital's staff hates you, for your politics, the quality of care becomes questionable anyway.  Let them enjoy their new, and empty, world.  If you hate vets, and our opinions... you deserve to simply go away.  That will happen.  In time.

So sore.  That spear sensation?  Now it's as if it pierced the body, again.  And... has been so for a full day.  As I become exhausted, it only gets worse.  I won't bother with the bandages tonight.  Too tired, too sore.  But, in the morning.  Goodnight.