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I couldn't sleep, or I wouldn't have gotten up.  I had an appointment today, blood work, at the doctor office.  LOTS of blood work, sixteen I think he said.  Plus a urinalysis, but I wasn't able to go.  I had to go at like five thirty, six.  But I held it.  I think it was the cold.  Hit me like a brick.

I had other things to do in town, so I had hoped to be able to go sometime during the day, and could return.  But, no.  It just didn't work.

But, I did a lot of other things.  While at the doctor, I got a new form for disability, for my vehicle.  This time I got the paperwork in right away, right today.  As well, I had to unlock my phone.  My debit card was lost, so I couldn't easily pay.  I had to stop at my bank, pull cash, then drive over and pay it in person.  Then go to the DMV, then the other other DMV.  But got the tags today.  Nice.

Look, like I said, when I can?  I'll part out in the outfield.  Walking when I can, I do.  But when I can only just stand... sometimes I have gone without food because I just couldn't do even a medium walk.  A short one might help.  Look, I've got a bum heart, an open wound on my leg that has been there for eight months... more?  And am, or was, nearing dialysis.  I shouldn't have to argue with my doctor about that, as I did last time.

Then I got gas, finally.  Checked the mail.  And a few other things.  I ran out of time and energy to stop at the store.  I'd like gooder butter, to try.  I'll try sweet butter from the dairy next week?  Coffee would be nice.  I have a bit of the using batch, another whole pound of whole beans stashed, but another pound or two would be good.  Then I'm... not near an edges.

Did I mention I've been up since... yesterday?  I had been going down... in the three to six range?  Maybe nine?  Then sleep until fifteen hundred.  I just knew, that if I went down, for a bit, for a nap, I'd miss my appointment.  And I have been working very hard at making it.  But oh, ugh, I am so tired.  Not sure I will sleep, but will find out.

Oh, my doc, at the VA?  Sent fifty test strips, for ninety days.  I won't buy anymore.  I'm calling the pharmacy, and having them straighten that out.  That is totally unsat.  He's just being a jerk at this point.

Oh, no, I think I'll sleep.  I'll... definitely sleep.  Goodnight, and day.