Awake.

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Sometime after eight, again.  It's here closing on ten, again.  I went to bed closer to 20:00, I think.  Slept warm, and well.  Three liters out.  More, if you count morning first round in there.  That's a lot of fluid.  Back on medicine.  I took that one day off, after dropping seven liters.  More worried about the waterpills, but they all sort of work together.  But, got back on the last two days, right?  Or such.

Fresh air is helping.  Just not as much as hoped?  Which means while that might be part of the problem, the cold, wet, and dark are playing a part of health issues.  Still, okay.  Better than it had been.

I turned the electric heat up just a bit in the front room.  It's 66, so I'm sure it's working.  It warms the place quickly.  Though, perhaps I forgot to turn the furnace up?  Right.  Which was making it colder.  If I could sleep regularly, I would set the furnace to turn on at certain times, off or lower anyway, at night.  Though, too, I think, when it is warmer?  I sleep longer.  Or colder.  It depends.  Makes setting things to a schedule not only not possible, but then shifts the schedule in ways that aren't always static.  Too warm, I may sleep the whole day.  Too cold, I can't sleep.  Though, what is too warm or too cold shifts with my health, function, or some things in there.

All good.  I keep figuring things out, then forgetting.  Or my needs or wants shift.  Life is itchy.  I hear women complain about bras being itchy, uncomfortable, difficult to put on, or get off, or hold, or...  I have heard more women complain about that garment than I can shake a stick at.  I always just ask then why they don't stop wearing them.  And... between looking at me like I'm stupid, crying, laughing, just becoming confused, and a few other reactions, I've never gotten an answer other than almost none will go without the bra.

Well, after having those experiences, I... decided... life?  Is a bra.  :)

*scritch, scratch, scritch, scratch*  Oooh!  A nipple!  :p

Never mind.  But I am awake.  Hoping to get a shower before long.  I think I'll skip coffee, even tea, for a while.  Trim my whiskers first, maybe shave after?  If I can remember.  Laugh the whole time.  I like my funnies.

I'd like to eat, but I don't think I will.  Like to eat?  A bit peckish?  But with nausea today.  Just not ready for it.  Not willing.  I do feel awful, in a very mild way.  Enough to not want to eat, in spite of a growling belly.

It finally snowed, or iced over?  Or... some such.  Yes, a quick check.  A bit of snow, half to quarter inch.  Well stuck, possibly icy in the drive.  But the roads have been cleared.  Being the first snow that might stick around at all, even for a few days?  They were probably almost happy to see it.  While nothing makes the roads easy, it doesn't fill the water supplies.

Well... on to waking.  More water.  I got meds in, morning meds, first thing.  Hmm, perhaps electrolytes.  I keep forgetting those.  They really help after a major riddance of fluids.  That's hard on the body.

Well, stay as dry and warm as possible.  Hopefully have some leftovers, or something else pleasant to eat.  Remember your folk, and maybe make plans for the new years celebration.  I rarely make it that late, these days.  But I do like opening one of my carbonated waters as a celebratory act.  Nothing fancy, but it works for me.  Another new year isn't... so full of hope?  Or is fuller, depending on one counts hope as an earthly, or divine, delight.  I'm... more moved on to the latter.  Thought there is still some hopes of flesh, in the world.  Who knows.

Well... a bit of water and electrolytes.  Some web browsing as the house warms nicely again.  Then to get dressed just to be a big boi for the day?  Or some such.  Perhaps gaming, if I can handle it.  Have a wonderful day and week.  And... new year, perhaps even a minor event.  Doesn't have to be big.  If I could find a few tapered candles, I might light just such.  An elegant oldschool way to spend a few minutes consuming a sparkling libation.

Later.