.
To survival. Whatever I did, I stabilized the heart. It is no
longer thumping like a mostly dead fish, tossed to a riverbank after half an
hour. Regular, solid, well paced, heartbeat. That's... a
start. Was it food, getting trash out, some of it, the worst of
it? Was it pushing? A bit of each? I can't be sure.
But, now? Doing almost anything completely exhausts me. Still, I
went through some laundry baskets, after making the bed this morning. I
pushed to a 1:00 wakeup. I wasn't going to feed Sassy first thing, but
she begged. So, fed she was. I had to take a break. Am on the break. Will be on the break for another hour, or two.
