Sunday, July 13, 2025

Up at ten.

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Not for the day, yet.  Getting water, medicine, remembering to take painpills, and to talk to motther.  Planning things I can do today.  Not... negotiating, just... planning.  A few hooks for planters, moving the grill to where she wants it, and griddle.  A few such things.

She asked if I could get the tv wall mount up.  I told her no, and probably not tomorrrow.  I am hoping for Tuesday.  My heart hurts from being tired, inside there.  My muscles hurt, and are weeak from that.  I couldn't lift the parts, let alone drill for bolts, theen impact drive the bolts.  Tools would be too heavy on their own.  BP drop, to extended efforts, to the level of efforts have me pinned.  Perhaps meds are playing a part.  They can cripple me too, all on their own.  But combined?  Hoping to be back by Tuesday.  May be down for a month.

Still, pretty good for as bad as it is.  I am crippled, but not writhing in pain, agony, biting my lips to stiffle screams.  Or even unable to quiet myself.  Better.  Much better.  For now.

She is out, clearing the garage.  I filled her tea tumbler, got her walker where it was handy, emptied and placed the wheelbarrow where she wanted it, and did a few other things to her wants and needs, then called it.  Finishing a water then going back to bed.

I'll do the heavier things this afternoon.  Help with dinner or supper.  Then shower before beedtime.  Waking later for night chores... setting jugs for tea tomorrow, get her coffee ready, fill waters, and a few odds and ends.  Nothing fancy, but I help keep the odds and ends places and things running by tending auxiliaries.

I haven't been eating as much.  Weight is staying at 237.  Waist is staying smaller, shrinking beyond.  I must be gaining muscle.  As I am definitely continuing to slim (if I am still fat, by my standards, and objectively).  Not even consciously working on it, merely trying to eat enough, and correctly.

As good as it gets for now.  Plugging for more, but am limited at the moment.  Would be working up here, even, if I could.  Want to, need to, can't.  Won't even be able to stay awake much longer.  Ugh.  Be well, blessed.  Later.

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