Almost there.

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The left foot still aches.  Not as severely, often, or deeply.  I have been able to keep it warmer, mostly.  Last evening wasn't great, but better than a few days to months ago.  Warm, as I slept today.  Almost too warm, toward the end.  But I'll take that well before having them slightly cold.  Frigid feet are way out.

Pulled beef tacos.  Water.  Medicine.  I checked bp first.  Being more moderate, I took half the dose of carvedilol.  Glad I checked.  It would have crashed on full dose.  Now, full current dose is half what it had been.

My hope is that, once back on medicine and daily food, I will be able to, in a week to month, stop carvedilol completely.  Never quite trusted the stuff, but it was more tolerable than the options, and worked to some reasonable degree.  Going keto, then carnivore, will clear the need for that.  Losartan and water pills may be all that is needed, until maybe I can escape those too?

I got sheer rods up, in the back.  Then brought Jasmine in.  Then put boxes up on shelves mother had cleared and cleaned.  Bit by bit, the last areas are being cleaned, cleared, and organized.  I'll take a break, then shower.  Game for an hour or two, then shower.

So glad to finally be able to do some work.  Not just for me.  I do like helping mom.  I see her vision, I agree with it, I simply can't always participate.  The will, and way, are there... sometimes.  Just not always both, sometime neither.  I do my best.

I gave her a place to live, work, cook.  I provide reasonable vittles, cleaning supplies, cooking and cleaning gear.  The rest, mostly, is up to her.  No requirements.  But, if she gets a bee in her bonnet, there she goes.  Not... my gig.  I like the idea, but am living too close to death to marginalize that, those, equations... more often than not.

Later.