Agony.

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The honey poultice hurt, a lot.  When I got home, and settled a bit, I decided to go on back to bed.  So very tired.  But that burning!  All morning.  I could rest, but not sleep, for the first... four hours?  Or so.

Rolling, flipping, flopping, trying to find a more comfortable position.  None were to be found.  simply resisting the urge to rip the dressing and honey medicinal patch off and out was... all that I could do.

Eventually I found sleep.  And slept pretty good, for the final four hours down.  The burning pain seemed to have eased, but an ache remains.  Just a throb, from time to time, when I would wake, and as I become more fully awake now.

Yea.  That hurt.  But, too, there were other things.

I haven't been peeing for the last few days.  My juice cord hurts?  Not sure why.  Some sort of infection?  Or did I bump my groin while sleeping, or while half awake so as to not really remember?  And that have some effect?  It also feels like my man parts that go further up into my gizzard section feel bruised.  Or... whatever that is.  As well, my kidneys, as I wake, have an ache to them.

I've had far worse.  But this is what was going to kill me, or what I thought might.  Better, now, but I can much more fully understand where if not wholly what was going on, going wrong, failing.  Meh, I'll make it.

Before too long, I'll heat up more burger, add lettuce and sour cream, for a meal.  Blood sugar was 132 fasting.  I have had a fatted coffee and water.  But, then, slept for the last eight hours, almost nine?  Blood sugar is now 140.  Jerk health.  Bah.

Now on to... something?  Just waking, at the moment.  Looking around the web, seeing if any music is worth viewing, or in interesting patterns.  Later.