Up fairly early.

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Given the givens.  Not down until, midnight? one?  Somewhere in there.  The alarms are set for eight and ten, now.  As day schedule slips.  Holding on better than I often do, though that could change in a day.  I woke a bit before eight, but didn't think I could do the eight alarm, by how I was feeling, doing.  So I shut it off.

Sassy kept wanting food, and attention.  I gave her some of the latter, but went on back to sleep.  She crawled in, and slept with me.  Finally surrendering to the idea that I would be awake soon.

Then, around eight thirty, I started waking.  Decided to try to push through, and did.  Gave Sassy some itches, scrunches, massaging, and such.  It pleases her, and helps me wake.

I have to begin wearing compression again.  Both of my legs and feet were very swollen yesterday.  I got three liters out last night, but there is more in there.  So I got that going.  The old wound is bandaged.  I have been leaving the knee alone, but decided to bandage it, too, this morning.

I have found, at least with the more recent wounds, bandaging, then giving them air time, back and forth, leads to quicker healing.  Docs don't agree, but I have to go with my eyes, not their book learning.  Not even saying they are wrong, usually.  I'm... just not usual.  Then compression over that.  I went with older, larger, compression socks.  And will, over time, get to the smallest size.  

I have three sizes.  But, right now, with as much fluid is in those legs, even the middle size would be extremely harsh.  This largest size is a bit of a squeeze, but not so serious that I can't stand them for long.  Everything I do, in order to live, is a bit of a trick and tradeoff.  I'm amazed I have sorted things that help.  And gone with them.

When one is so tired they can barely stand two thirds of the days they can even be fully conscious?  Sorting solutions, finding them, employing them, keeping up on them?  It's quite the trick.  But since I have started, I have improved.  I will never heal the damage done to the heart, but I can... make the outcomes easier to tolerate, survive.  Gotta die someday, but not today?  We'll see.

Anyway... a good start to the day.

I am hoping to get going on laundry, perhaps get another shower, tinker in the kitchen, and just maybe get dishes started?  Medicine, vitamins, minerals, in.  Electrolytes down with those.  Now for some coffee!  Hmm... I wonder about the furnace setting?  Seems cool, but that may just be me.  Well, and it's still overcast, cool, wet or threatening to be, outside.  No sun, for days.  Weeks?  It's been difficult.  Later.