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Or in the side. It is finally, mostly, gone. Replacing it? The foot pain has returned. Was it the foot cramps which caused foot damage? While gaming, have I wrenched my foot? Bits of both? Or did someone hurt me, while I slept? I sometimes do wonder. As hard as I sleep, it is possible. The dropsies is a terrible affliction. Leaves a man completely vulnerable, and the world is cruel and corrupt. Are they seeing if I am dead, or just being cruel, if that is the case?
The brutality of the pain makes me lame, or again, if in a new way. My right foot (thankfully just one foot, this time) is swollen in the joint, and throughout the foot, making it like walking on a bloody ballon, rather than a foot. With the knuckle seemingly displaced. And a constant ache to it, with added pain for weight bearing, or even moving. Maybe wearing shoes, to compress against the swelling, and preventing it from twisting, deforming, with or into cramps, might help. As agony goes, it's winderous, splendid, glorious. This too, a gift to my Lord... in commiseration at the little cross I am allowed to bear. And, to be spent as He may, for whomever may gain from it. Even just in spirit. Amen.
Cool. It was, by weather reports, up to 78 yesterday. But it really didn't feel like it. More like the 60s. If it hit 78, it wasn't a gradual climb to it or to near it. Just a really quick short spike. Today is supposed to be in the 60s. Lower 60s. Stormy, too? I don't mind that, but it does make getting going doubly difficult.
While not the wildest spring, for ups and downs, there is enough of that nature to criple me a bit. I don't mind sleeping, a bit more. But this has gotten rediculous. I'll keep fighting to wake, do some things, enjoy life... as I may.
The tripod is a marvel of tech. I had thought it would be a bit lighter. Not so much. Steady? Rock steady. And, for a tripod? Actually rather beautiful, in an engineered, architecural, way. A Mazeradi of a tripod, and priced as such. But, the shots you can get with this thing will be amazing. If it will be quite a lug, into any bush.
Well, on to coffee. Maybe a bite to eat. Then something, or nothing, and then back to bed. Pain kills interest in being awake. Will see. Later.
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