Meh.

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Down at 15:30, give or take.  Up at 23:30, give or take.  Eight hours down.  I almost feel like I want more sleep, but I don't need it, and really, can't even fight for it.  I get what I get, at this point.  And it is enough.  The best years, sleepwise, of my life since illness.  I am awake every day.  I sleep every night.  If there are... oddities, times when the day isn't daylight time, and night is in the broad day, that is probably as good as I will ever get.  Or I'd be working.  Doing something, anything.

Blood sugar is 166 fasting?  I have been so hungry.  Not eating anything that should cause this.  Actually, not eating.  This doesn't make sense.  I must assume, with my hunger, my body is gnawing on muscle, converting it to carbs, and in high doses.  I need to... feed the beast meaty things.  Steak, tomorrow.

I couldn't get out today.  I did call, and that was fine.  I rescheduled the pickup.  All good.  Laundry wasn't ready, and I was crashing.

To laundry first thing.  Well, Sassy got fed first thing.  Some morning she just does.  Keeps her out from under my feet, if nothing else.  I got back there, sorted laundry, again, again.  Some of it smelled stale, so... back into the wash pile it went.  Some synthetics... I don't know.  If I can't get that musky smell out, I'm just going to toss and quit certain synthetics.  Watch caps, in particular.  I'll give it one more shot, with vinegar as a booster, on warm.

I will be sorting through my wool socks again.  Dumping those which some might darn.  Darning just... doesn't really work.  It'll get you through, if you have two pairs only, are on a trip, and can't refresh.  But the best deal is to buy new when you can.  Darning is... just not a real solution for any length of time.  But, too, I have tended my feet so that they aren't dry scratchy patches, like sandpaper.  As well, I have purchased liner socks... to extend the life of the wool socks.

Dumping water.  Lots of it.  Day and night, I am really cutting loose.  I wanted to get back to compression.  Started with my hip.  It's pretty much healed, but... I... wanted to give it a bit more.  But that is squeezing me like an orange in a press.  I didn't think that would get water out.  Feet still have some, but, with a lot of it gone elsewhere, now I can begin feet and leg compression more comfortably.  It's difficult when there is too much water everywhere.  If... that wasn't the intention for compression at the waist, I'll gladly take the assistance in that arena.  I'm flooding out, thankfully, needfully.

Oh, and I started working on the scab.  Going to try to remove it in the next few days.  Let the wound breath a bit.  Then let it grow back.  Using a very large dressing, so the wound site skin isn't damaged again.  The adhesive, being it some sort of medical stuff, or silicon, either reacts poorly with the skin, or suffocates it.  Four or five months of that, and I was in dire pain.  I won't do that for extended periods, again.  A month, or two.  Then I'll back off for a bit.  I told them, they kept putting small dressings, not large.  About the same price, I know, I buy them.  Not sure why.  Unless they... were being passive aggressive after reading here.  *grins*  I... have a way with women.  Not always a good way, but... it's a way.  *smiles*

Hmm... a shower?  Yes, and BEFORE starting laundry this time.  Coffee should be ready now, so I'll weigh in then have some of that, then... get to a shower, and laundry.  Goody.  Fresh clothes to wear, there is that.

Later.