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I would like to have had dinner. I can't cook? More I couldn't eat. I want food, I just can't eat, consume, digest it. Not even a fatted coffee. Just... nothing. If I were able to digest something, I'd have cottage cheese. Not tonight. Or a custard, or carnivore cheese cake. Again, not tonight. tomorrow? Maybe.
Still tired. Had hoped to wake up. It's not happening. The weather feels as if we are already into September, or even October. Some Octobers can be rather warm. Not all of them. But, this wouldn't even feel like a particularly warm October either. Just... more average. For now. Who knows, maybe it will warm back up. I expect it to warm. All but certain it will. But, once it begins bobbing down into the 70's for the day, the warming bounces just don't usually get too much higher, or for long. Fall is here, or just so close it almost doesn't matter?
Strangely, what it really reminds me of is when I went into the class 5.5 river. Something peaceful, dark, wet, and cold about it. Oh, sure, I was desperate for air. But when fall, and even winter, first presents, I... always go through a bit of an extra need for air. Lose my breath, just a bit. Not sure if it's from that cold river ride, age, illness, or whatnot. But it does bring that to mind.
Thinking of that? Yes. I... didn't enjoy it? But I enjoyed, after the fact, having survived it. A God thing? I have to think so. People aren't made to be pounded like that. Though too? Perhaps not everybody is a people?
Rough, today. I'll... get on to bed. Had been thinking it was time to change my leg wound bandage. But I do believe that isn't to happen until Friday. I had meant to wait a full week, last time, but the thing was bleeding through, so I had to change it. It's filling, a bit, now. But I'd like to give it until friday.
The finger wound? I'll just let that go, for now. I'll change it Friday, too, unless the bandaging gets far too scruffy, blood leaks, or such.
On to bed. Goodnight. Sleep well.
Boy scout canoe trip with the boys. Think we hit 2- class 4rs on that river (Klamath). Hard to watch your two boys upend their canoe and get swept away in the whitewater and rocks, can't do anything to help...
ReplyDeleteRemember to stir the Coco into the coffee better, sludge in the bottom of the cup, bleagh!
The river I got dumped in? Didn't have 5.5 class bumps. It WAS 5.5, wall to wall. Was in it for five minutes. As to boys? Could only imagine.
ReplyDeleteThen again, everyone else on my raft were serious white-water workers. Even our guide only went to where it was really harsh, flood zones. None of them thought I'd make it. So, when I helped them paddle out, it... changed some things.
Yep. I do. And do a few times through the consumption. I do that with even the plain collagen mix.