A bit before 20:00.

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I woke much earlier.  Had to force myself back down.  I really needed sleep, and have been sleeping very little lately.  Four to six hours a day for the last few days at least?  Something changed.  Ah, no medicine.  Little food, as well.  Strange.  Not only little sleep, and little food, but a lot of work.

Not all of the work is hard work.  Folding clothes, sorting laundry if done while seated, and some other things, have been easy.  But collecting and carrying piles of laundry, moving box after box after box, some of them quite heavy, even vacuuming, can be a bit more taxing.  Though, too, just the number of tasks I have been doing?  Good, but... tiring, exhausting.

Strangely, I am recovering quickly.  Not in a day, but in... moments, half an hour, maybe an hour.  Then, am ready to hit it again.

I added two more pillows to my bedding last night.  Perfect!  Mostly.  Probably one pillow two many, but I'll keep a spare around.  Sometimes I lose pillows through the night.  I am a heck of a tosser, while sleeping.  Sometimes, in the morning, it looks like my blankets were put in a blender, or became a dimensional fresco of a tornado?  Yeah.  Sometimes I remember rolling, sometimes not.  I remember some rolling last night, but... wow.  My blankets and sheets, duvet and bedspread, look absolutely wild this morning!  I don't mind, I slept well and warm enough.

Between the addition of the bedspread and the extra pillows, life is good for sleep though.  Working hard each day is helping too.  Lights out means just that.  Blam... down and done.  The nice thing is, as things warm up, I have enough layers to begin slowly removing one or the other, so have some room baked in for cooling my arrangement.  Until ac is required, if then I can find a better balance.

Between the last of the waterpills, and compression my thick wool socks, then compression socks, I finally have reduced much of the swelling in my legs.  Enough so that I can put on compression hose.  Not great for the ego, I suppose.  But... it really will help me keep fluid out of the lower limbs.  Not comfortable, never will be.  But I get to take them off when I go to bed.  I was worried, there for a bit, that my legs were going to split open.  They bloated FAST, and very large.  Usually, when I go off meds, I do it slowly.  Missing a day, or two, then on for a few days to three, then forget, then, slowly, forgetting more and more.

This time it was cold turkey, and I just blew up like a balloon.  Both my legs, from above the knees to my big toes.  And painful?  Walking was brutal.  Of course, wearing compression socks or hose are uncomfortable too.  About the same, on the pain front, but easier because I have a flat, not round, foot upon which to step.  Seriously.

Working on it.

Today?  Oh... today is Sunday.  As mentioned, it will be, as possible, a lighter day.  I will go forth with some laundry.  And, work on the kitchen table.  Oh, and I need to collect recycling, get that out, and take the trash and that to the curb.  I don't just want a slow day, I need one.  God knows.  The problem is, my body is in "go" mode, for whatever reason.  The trick will be to figure out what to do, beside work, that will... entertain that need, want, impulse.  I can pray, but just so much.  Gaming?  Maybe.

I pulled a steak out to thaw.  And I have burger crumble remaining... to add to something.  Eggs as well, if I think I will boil those.  Peeling those is a pain, but then I have a bunch of fast good carnivore meals at the instant ready.  I doubt if the steak is thawed though, it was nearly bedtime when I pulled it, or them?  Two I think, new york strip and sirloin.

Well... on to waking a bit.  I'll get water heating for coffee.  Perhaps have a few meat sticks with it, unappetizing as those are at least they are... something... and carnivore and they don't bother my blood sugar.  Which is a bit high this morning, at 144 fasting.  Bleh.  Later.