I can stand!

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For days I haven't been able to more than scoot, or limp, along.  Not able to put all my weight even on my heel.  I had to twist my foot, use the edge of it on that foot.  I couldn't even put my full weight just on that heel.  Now I can.  More I can put my full weight on my foot, flat.

I can't walk, with the full weight.  I can stand.  Very nice.  I can mostly walk, mostly regularly.  And, for a short distance, I might be able to take the pain so as to look like I wasn't a gimp.  One should know how dangerous it is out there, for those who are perceived as weak.  I know this.

Anyway... all good.

I have eaten several times through the night.  Waking at 20:00, perhaps up to half after.  Having gone to bed sometime between eight and noon.  No... real idea when.  Just... that rough notion.

Dreaming of women, again.  This time not so... talkatively.  All night, dream and dream again.  Okay.  Prayers.  For what good those do at times.  But... attempted.  Some ghosts, or memories, or whatever, simply can't be banished.  Maybe I didn't want to banish them?  No... maybe about it.  But my will did, just not... the rest of me.  Bunnyhoppers, I like to call them, for no... particularly good, or bad, reason.  A general nickname for dames, women, such.

Anyway.  So, awake, well fed, the heat up.  I should get medicine in.  Listening to a hoot owl, or hooting owl.  Sometimes said are known as Lilith, or... lilith... or... a number of other such terms.  Look in your particular bible, and find out what term it uses for such.  *grins*  Don't... believe me, find out where her name or type is suggested to be, and see what your version of the bible calls her.  Not saying anything, mostly?  Just saying?  :p

Bunnyhoppers indeed.

Well.  On to something or other else.  Later.