Just barely.

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I beat the alarm.  By five minutes.  I... just... wanted to see how close it was, rolled over and... just in time.  Now, initially I turned of the early time, so as to roll back in and sleep until the next alarm.  Before I even rolled over, I deciding against that.  I had set the alarm clock down and was about to tuck back in, when I just decided to get up.

It must be a better day.  Not that I am feeling a ton better.  I still have odd aches and such.  But, when I am doing better regardless of else, I... like to be out of bed.  As soon as possible.  I don't dream hard these days, or often.  But I used to hate to sleep for that reason.  The instinct remains.

Sassy was fed first thing.  She slept with me last night.  Pushed me nearly out of the bed!  Little hog!  Her and women, human women, do that.  I don't know how.  I am far larger.  How do they even do that?  I do chuckle about it.  Then scoot them.  While chuckling.  And, steal back my blankets, if need be.  Women are... women.

Blood sugar was jacked a bit last night.  Which really had me peeved.  Until I realized it's because I had more toast, and potted beef.  I didn't have all that much, but enough.  Actually, yesterday.  Now, I had enough fat with it that it didn't show up right away, so I thought I had escaped the cost of it.  Nope.  It just took ten hours for it to register.  Ah, righty.  But I had to have something to eat, and at the time, that was the only real choice.  It is back to better but not gooder today, at 132 fasting, down forty points.

Coffee water is heating.  Nothing to eat this morning.  A shower though, shortly.

Sleep was good, if not much of it.  But, I have been sleeping every three to five hours or so, since falling ill early Sunday.  Yes, I really wondered if I was going to die.  I only say I don't fear it when I... really suspect it's possible.  Or don't.  In denial, at times, it's more of a hope?  I guess I don't mind dying, I just am hoping the pain won't continue to ratchet up?  Or that it will be extended, messy, ugly... or messier and uglier than it already is/was.

All good.  I am not absolutely certain I am through it.  Just... most likely.  This was, and remains, enough of an issue that... it could rise and take me down, like a great white circling my little boat, out in the middle of nowhere.  I just... think... it has decided I'm not worth the trouble.

On to my day.  Coffee first.