On back to bed?

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It's two to three hours since waking, for no good reason.  Back to bed, probably.  Not sure I can get back to sleep.  Something is just off.  A sense of being too cold, and yet too warm... different parts of my body.  An earache too?  Strange.  I've never had one of those.  But it's been happening lately.  Hmm, something to bring up at the appointment.

Upper arms ache.  As if they are bruised.  Did I bump into something?  I just don't remember.  Or sleep too hard?  Reminds me of the aches from after football practice, when we would practice hitting, driving, the dummy sled.  Not sure, just that it aches, deeper in.

Odd.  It's 72 up front here.  I turned the heat off... probably closer to noon.  I think the house, main portion, has the furnace set to 66.  I turn it to that, anymore, when going to bed.  Didn't fuss with it when I woke up.  Didn't think to do it, and wouldn't have really wanted to do it if it had crossed my mind.  Since I wanted to go back to sleep.  The cooler it is, the more likely getting back to bed would be.

Such an odd life lately.  While I don't, mostly, hurt.  My organs don't grieve me, my heart isn't feeling horrible or off, I don't have headaches, or muscle and bone aches (mostly, the arms may be from work, or bumping into door trims as I went through... working with the miter saw and stand... heavy enough).  But, just... ghost pains and aches, organ failure or the sense of that, hasn't been a problem.

Even so, I am absolutely exhausted.  No energy.  Yes, B super complex, plus extra from regular vitamins.  Well, and D, K, a vast supply of minerals, and the higher doses of potassium from the doctor.  And... better food, lately, when I can eat it.  Oh, and a lot less water.  I just don't drink as much r.o. water as I do the La Croix stuff.  I would get it, but in the freezing weather, ordering it from amazon means it'll freeze and half the cans will empty.  But getting out, to the store, hasn't been... a thing I can do lately.  Ugh.  I'll try.

Well... on to bed, again.  Maybe.  At least, for all else, I don't have to quietly suffer grinding pains.  Wanting to scream, but... not doing so.  Though, sometimes I worry that pain is all of me.  If it is gone, what is left?  Dunno, just thinking out loud.  No... I'll... go without.  But if you have suffered greatly, for going on four decades?  To have it go away is... strange.  Like losing your best worst frienemy?  Or something like that.

Good night, I hope.  Sleep well, or work well, or tinker well.  Tend yourself, and yours.  And pray, if you will.