So sore.

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Why I can't say.  My kidneys, or what I thought was my kidneys, hurt.  My stomach feels like it's been worked over well, in a solid fight.  My neck creaks like old beams, dried, twisted, tight.  Shoulders, biceps, triceps, and back muscles.  But why?  No headache, which is odd given the neck issues.  They often arrive as a package.

Too tired, too.  I didn't go down until a bit after midnight, I think.  I am waking at around eight thirty.  Reasonable sleep.  Slept warm enough.  Even so, waking up was a brutal affair.  The only reason I did it is because I couldn't get back to sleep.  I wanted to sleep more.  I tried, turning the alarm off at one minute to eight, as I didn't think I would be able to wake, but leaving the ten alarm on.

Grumbly rough.  I have no idea what day it is.  Or what I am supposed to be doing.  Everything hurts too much to think things through.  I'll take some painpills, get tea going, feed the little lady of the house, and... I don't know.  Eyes are sore, tearing a bit as I try to use them while waking.  It's a rough one.  Oh, and congested as well?  

When it goes bad, it seems to just pour.

Oh, tried a mesh shirt, as a form of base layer, for warmth?  The idea is good.  The materials they used aren't.  Some sort of synthetic, or blend of such.  It is as bad as the worst of old wool.  No, if I want a hair shirt, I'll buy a true hair shirt.  Who needs to add misery to misery, in a terrible life?  I honestly don't see the point.  Beans in the shoes, as a nun who I familiar with to some degree, once suggested?  No, she said.  And I concur.  Live with your cross, but don't ask for extra.

Deserve it?  We deserve death.  So, yeah, no.

With the ac out, the furnace set to 72, upstairs was 64 this morning.  A bit warmer.  Though, now with the windows all closed and tightly sealed, running a fan up there might make it warmer?  I'll find out.  It is currently 40 outdoors.  Doesn't seem like it was too much cooler, if at all.  But you never can quite tell.  This is warm, really, for the season.

Oh, and the wound is looking quite a bit better.  So much shallower, and getting smaller edges to edges.  I think I'm on to something.  Wearing the bandaging for a few days, then letting it heal back up for a week or two, really seems to be working.  Well, and keeping my feet, ankles, and lower legs warmer may also be helping.  Going barefoot requires really warm weather.

I was thinking back, when eating carbs much more frequently.  My body seemed warm, to hot.  So I'd often go without socks and shoes.  But, I think I was getting minor frostbite type events, more so in the winter.  Shoes and socks are a miserable thing, but going without damages your body.  I wonder if that is just people with heart issues, or everybody?  That I can't say.

Tea water is heating, a tea packet has been put together and set up.  Oolong, I do believe.  I thought about adding mint, but decided against.  Good for once in a while, not daily.  I have green and white tea as well.  Good thing I decided to switch to tea this week, with no cream coming in.  Though, I may have some left.  I... might finish that off, rather then let it go bad.  Then go back to my tea fast?

So achy, sore.  I'll have some painpills this morning.  See if that can help resettle things more to my favor.

Good day.  Later.