Ugh.

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I have been up since around six.  But I am crashing so hard I don't think I'll make it long.  Why so tired?  I can't say.

I took heart medicine.  I have had a few smaller meals.  I have been getting fluid in.  Further, I have been clearing the... deck... so to speak.  Going to the bathroom, clearing out well.  I had probably blocked up for a bit.  With sleeping so much, pain, and irregular eating.

I can't quite do compression yet.  I'm hoping tomorrow.  While the wounds aren't terrible, they aren't ready for that either.

I have been trying to keep Sassy well enough fed.  And am, as mentioned, trying to eat just a bit more through the days.

It looks like I'll have to go on back to bed for a while.  I'll probably dream of women, again.  Something in the wind?  Spring weather?  The flirtations of late?  Just being out with mares around?  Uhrm, I... like those two-legged mares, and their eye works, and spirited... interactions.  Lord knows, they are a gift.  An expensive one, but if you can afford them, well worth the price.  Usually.

Yeah, but something about the whole notion of women... makes me want to heal faster.  Probably helping in some odd way.  To be certain, if I had a woman, bent broken body be damned, I'd... deal with the pain later.  Ugh.  Actually?  I've had women when broken before, I am sure that is how it went.  A guy could kill himself trying to ride, but die happily.  Damn.

Anyway.  On back to bed.  Goodnight... or... afternoon.  Or whatever it is wherever you are.  If you have a ride, and can do it without killing yourself, enjoy.  If it'll kill you?  Die happy.  Especially knowing she'll have to figure out how to get you off... again.  :p  Later.