Worse, better, odd.

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I was so cold.  I put on four layers of bottoms, three layers on top, plus shoes and a wool beanie.  One of the tops was an electric vest.  And, it was turned on.  It took two hours, but I finally warmed up.  Too hot then.  But too hot, in the winter, or early spring, is an easy fix.  Cold... took some work.

Then I was getting a call.  My phone was two layers in, and a bear to get to.  Wasn't sure... where it was, or how to get to it.  Made it, in time.  My mother called.  I no longer call her.  She... may or may not answer.  Usually not.  If she wants to talk, she can try to call.  I... just... don't call that way.  Nothing personal.  It seems how she wants it.

I was a little surprised to hear from her.  All good.  Two of her siblings visited yesterday, and her guy friend.  She had quite the day.  Gave her brother a bit of a... rant... about visiting more often.  He promised.  One can hope.  Her company stayed, and layered... staying in pairs... much of the day.  She overslept this morning, for all the company.  Which... is good, from time to time.  Gotta get out and kick the heels up, or such, from time to time.

I told her about some of my doings.  Not much to tell.  Things are as they are.  I wished her well, and we ended as civilly as possible?  Good enough.

My wrist is feeling better.  Did the warmth help?  Maybe.  The knee feels a bit better too.  But the wound sites are still pretty finicky.  I'll redo the bandages on the newer wounds tonight.  And, remove compression and else.  One of the scabs, on the smaller wound on the wrist, had shrunk.  Seemed to be wanting to come off.  So I tried, and succeeded, at removing it.  A very small scab formed up under, after a ways.  Initially it looked dry.  Odd.  But, it went from between a fifty cent piece to silver dollar size, down to... the side profile of an old lead pencil eraser, down to a third it's starting size.  That'll date you.  :)

The other wounds are all remaining pretty much the size they started.  But... if I can get one wound at a time to kick down a size, once a week, I'll... be in good shape in a month or two.

I did weigh in today.  At 233, that is... just where I was after gaining a bit in bruise and water weight.  I am hoping compression will help me, again, get rid of fluid.  But, too, I do have fluid staying in for damage repair, and the bruise.  And, I'm not eating and else as well as I should be.  Still, that's... I was worried I had gained more.  So, this, really, given the extra water, bruising, swelling, inactivity, and else?  Is pretty good.  And... as mentioned, it's not about weight.  Don't give a hoot.  It's about blood sugar.

Which, is a little higher, in the 130s to 160s.  Stress, pain, and such are factors too.  So, I'm... watching, but not stressing about imperfect numbers.  When you are out of sorts, you won't be in good trim.  Not in all ways.  One out of two isn't bad.

Anyway...  I have been gaming.  Light, easy, stuff.  Things I have done before, only in a different way.  Picking up things I missed before, due to the variability mechanic of the game.  Getting a bit bored of it.  Am getting tired.  Not sure I can quite go to sleep yet though either.

I hate being stuck between pain, discomfort, wakefulness, and sleepiness.

Later, or goodnight.