Very good.

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I got the birds in and the waterers collected and in, plus a pale of water for refilling when they thaw.  The rabbits are getting extra long water times, and I am doing what it takes to give it to them.  The girls are being treated, again.  But I have to cut back on that.  Twice a day, that's it.  But with two wet food feedings, some times bits of my dinner, plus all the dry they can eat, I don't feel any guild, even when I miss once or twice a month.

Chicken, full hindquarters, roasted.  Perfect.  Or, as good as I can do.  I used the dutch oven.  I put six (halves) of bacon, thick cut, in and let the go for about an half hour.  It looked a bit overdone.  After letting it cool and lose oil on towels a bit... just in case... I tasted.  Oh... that was some seriously delicious bacon.  Then, into the oven four big hindquarters.

Roasted a fairly long time, in the bacon fat.  Flipped and flopped about every twenty to thirty minutes.

I had one, with a potato, for dinner.  Absolutely perfect, to my way of thinking.  I have three left, cooling.  I will strip the meat off the bones tonight or tomorrow.  Then add that in with broth, vegetables, and... Hmm, I need to buy more mushrooms.  I would love to find kale, too, but that seems strongly off the menu.  Just the wrong season, here or there.  Chinese cabbage would be good, too, for a change.

I need milk, for kefir.  I'm getting back into that.  So I need to get out, if possible.  Yea, we will see.  Not sure how possible it is, but a chicken soup, or stew, would be wonderful.  Beef wasn't bad, if not quite my gig.  Now for chicken.  Pork next?  Probably.  If I could get set up to make a soup or stew a week, then make other meals from time to time, or have meat crumble ready for keto tacos or salad, plus small cuts of various meats ready on standby?  Life could be a bit easier.

Why kefir?  I believe in it.  At least in homemade kefir.  It does something... right.  Further, it can be used as a living marinade.  It can really soften foods.  Mediterranean cooks and chefs know how to use it.  It can, probably, be used to bring... dated meats back into function.  If you don't have refrigeration, and hate to waste, figure it out.  They, often, use yogurt.  But this does as well.  Further, it is wonderful all on it's own.  Add just a touch of fruit, or vegetable, and blend it.  Or, and this took a while, eating it raw.  I do enjoy.  It gets rid of most of the carbs out of milk.  Makes it more useful.  Even offers whey, for fermenting other things, such as homemade sauerkraut and else.  A worthy food.

So... I probably should hit it.  A shower first would be good.  Good night, probably.  Maybe a bit more gaming, to begin cooling down... digesting dinner.  Maybe a trim before the shower.  Still, time is ticking.  Be well. 

A spooky night, and last day really.

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When snot can become cement, closing or threatening to close everything off, it does get a bit... frightening.  Tea doesn't help, not even by the gallon.  Vodka only helps slightly.  Sitting up, though especially laying down, sitting up only helps very marginally as the air flap back there seems gravity driven.  While that doesn't make a difference to the cement-like mucus, gravity does help every so slightly in some mild way, to keep the flap down... or up... or whatever.  Up, I think, if that also happens to be down... seen in the right way...

Getting to bed was made more difficult, and this was fear inducing.  Once in bed, sleeping soundly was difficult.  Between the clunky action of the snotted air passage flap, there was the fear it wouldn't open... or shut... and I'd have to fight for air.  Never did.  There were moments I had to try to swallow, blow, spit, or all in a succession of various options until it opened... or closed... worked as it was supposed to at that moment.

I am even struggling a bit this morning.  This, by far, has been the most trying part of this illness.  Now, I have some great doubt about a strain randomly generating out in the wild.  It can happen, it doesn't do so for the five o'clock news... as this seems to have.  No, this is a next gen virus, they had in stores in case the sheeple wouldn't buckle.  They have more serious ones in store.  Remember when Trump scrummed on coffvid?  Or some such?  Yes, they knew.

To get rid of the old, to tear down and rebuild various industries and possibly right to infrastructures.  They are doing much.  Good?  To day planners, who don't believe or have a need of God?  I suppose.  Those who have not faith, have fear.  Funny thing is, those who fear will always fear, no matter the need.  So much so that they will create a greater need for fear than they initially had a real reason to fear in the first place.  It will get interesting... if it isn't already.

The question isn't who will lead you, who will save you, who can help you.  The question is, what can you do, how can you do it, how quickly can you be ready to do it, and... will you do it alone, if that is required.  Do you feel lucky, Punk?  I have limits.  I am willing to push those.  Further, I would honestly rather be a free man than a safe, secure, monetized, unit of Babylon.  And, I will die to be so.  Remain so?  It... hasn't been tested... quite yet.

We will see.  A few ibuprofen to kick off the day.  Oh... I am even more certain this is china flu now.  The ladies (cats) have it.  The cutest damn little sneezes you ever heard.  If the accidental gas after is a bit heady.  :p  I worry about Sam, but she seems to be doing better with it than Sassy.  We'll see.  I think we will make it.  But, yes, that it jumped species has me more concerned... if more for the rabbits.  Ugh.  Ducks?  I... don't think so.  I sure hope not.  But these Virologists can be some nasty people, with no care or worry, if allowed by world governments and major corporations.  Hell, they put murdered baby bits in vaccines, and got this pope to sign off on it.  Hell, if you find yourself in it?  Don't stop.  You are in the wrong place.  This is looking more and more like hell every day.

Well...  Now to wake and get started?  Yea.  Too late to make a call.  But maybe I could do some cleaning?  Trim whiskers?  Shower?  Wash dishes, laundry?  I... must try.  I feel like hell this morning... morning to me... but... that isn't always a point.  Feelings, of emotion or body, can't be allowed to rule the day.  There are limits, but... there should be limits in all ways.  As mentioned, when in hell, keep going.  Good afternoon, and day.

It's been a good night.

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Well, symptoms are minimal and the waterers haven't frozen.  Well, one did, but it was nearly empty.  I simply replaced it.  I have let them drink hugely.  And, yes, they have been quite satisfied.  Feed is off, but that is expected.  It is about time I go bring in the last waterers.  this time I will reset them right away, as well as getting the feed bucket ready.  It just makes it all happen much more quickly and smoothly.

As I wake in the morning, sometimes each part of a chore can leave me too tired to keep going.  If I have to fill the feed bucket, then fill and clean the waterers, then this and that and the other thing... I... can just end up sitting down in confusion.  More when it's really cold, or I am sick.  I lost track and get lost and the chores don't get done.  I should have had food and water out by, say, ten?  noon?  I lost five or six hours somehow.

With everything ready, there is a chance I will see the clock, and even if I don't want to get up, if it's all ready, I can often get up and go do that.  Sometimes it can help me push my morning back, so I keep a bit of the day.  Sometimes not.  I do my absolute best.  I simply have limits.  I don't mind, or mind much less, if the animals are fed and watered.  Cats too.

It must be getting cool out there, or winter stretches.  The girls usually keep mice pretty much out of the house.  A few have been caught and consumed lately.  I found the ass end of one.  Surprising, they usually don't leave extras.  Though... I think they will share.  Perhaps they have had more than I noticed and are done with them, or were at that moment.  None noticed when I took the bit to the trash.  Often they will follow, and meow, asking what I think I am doing.  Not happy.  Or it might have been my share.  Still, it hurts their feelings when I toss a nice hind shank set.  :p

The flu is mostly gone.  Sticky nasals and being a lot out of it remain.  But most aches, pains, sniffles, sneezing, and even coughing are gone.  I still take ibuprofen morning and night.  And have a splash of vodka, morning and evening.  I am drinking more, if more slowly, and over a much greater time.  I do try to blow my nose to keep  things clear, and spit.  It just doesn't work all that well, even with the vodka, though worse without it.  The vodka doesn't help me manually remove the phlegm, but it does seem to simply dissolve some of it.  Not a lot, with a big sip, just... some, over time, in time... very marginal.  I find that a fatted coffee... using whole fresh cream... helps remove it the best.  I think the whole cream itself sticks to the phlegm, and the vodka more removes that... which then takes the other stuff with it.  Nasty.

Later or probably good night... and morning... and... whatever else.  Prayers, blessings, God speed, and such.  I don't have to like you to love you.  If I can kill you if I love you, if you go evil.  Amen.

Weird rather than rough day.

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I kept forgetting to feed and water the rabbits.  It wasn't until after the ducks were put in that I realized the problem.  Even then, when I came back in, I forgot for another hour or two.  It's the flu, it's doing something to my brain.  I can't remember... anything.  I can get up to pour tea, end up reseated fifteen minutes later... knowing not what I have done... the realizing the problem.

Eventually I get tea.  Or whatever.

I finished off the last of the meat in the stew.  I am going to dump the rest.  Some mushrooms remain, but not enough to dig through to get.  It was... okay.  The meat was quite good, a bit of chew to it, but a nice crust, and rightly cooked to a medium, medium rare.  Then again, nothing is tasting all that good?  Well, it just isn't interesting.  The flu stifles hunger, interest.

As too the nasals?  I'll bet the reason some have trouble breathing is because the mucus has been turning into glue.  Even with vodka, it doesn't release well or easily.  My nasals, for now, are big enough that they don't almost literally glue shut, as if I had swallowed varnish.  This would be dangerous, not just for the old, but for any with smaller diameter nasal passages.  Even I can't clear the stuff.  While I haven't lost my sense of taste, I have never had sticky gunk in my nose and in my throat like this before.  I am really wondering if this isn't china flu.

It is winding down.  It is looking like Trump is just going to go on home, not really worry about it all.  I'm not sure if he has made a deal, or just doesn't really care.  Shit happens.  I guess?  He and others seem to have absolutely no interest in... anything.  If something was going to happen, they'd be targeting or acting by now?  I think so.  Of all people, who talk a game to death, he is right up there.  And... not boo.  One can still hope, I suppose.  But... practically?  Yea, I don't think so.  A bad thing?  Even for those who wish it.  They just don't know it yet.  Trotskyites never do get it, until they get it.  The rest of us will... do what we must.  Living or dying isn't bad for those who know better.  *wink*

I'd love to go right on back to bed.  Instead, I will stay up to check on water in about two hours.  And again two hours later, and even change the water at that later time if needed.  Yea, the waterers will hard freeze, but the rabbits need water.  I will also try to get up early, to water them early and again.  It's cold out there, they need water.  A slight glitch can be survived, too many or too long, and there is a problem.

I so want to sleep though.  Gaming helps me stay awake, if I... can't remember, in my condition, what I have done.  Later.

Awake, for what it is worth.

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The ducks were let out, a pale of water fetched... for the cats.  Waterers were reset and food set, for the rabbits.  I turned the furnace up, to warm the water first before taking it out.  Oh, cleared litter too.  It's been a day or two.  Wow does that pile up.  At least they only go with bad for maybe a day, anymore.  Ugh.  I have THREE boxes!  You'd think that could take two days.  Nope.  A day and still be usable... at two days there... it's a total mess.  Fresh litter in too, today.  It helps keeping it fuller, but that comes with other problems.

Perhaps I should get a fourth litter box?  Maybe.  But for two cats!  Gah!

Sleep was good.  But I am losing days.  It was down by... very late... or very early if you think that way.  Sleep was very good, if also very long.  I dressed warmer today, but... it's not helping.  It's going to be an achy day, when I can't warm up.  The ice sheet in the pool was about two inches thick.  I cracked it carefully, so I could remove larger chunks... easier that way.  Then refilled well.  Oh the ducks absolutely love that pool, especially now that I can keep it fresh, clean, open, and available most of the time.

I am warming stew.  Actually have warmed it, am letting it cool.  Not supposed to, but I bought potato rolls while at the store, for with it.  I... needing something to sop the juice.  Call it a rare treat for doing a good deed.  Plus, it is a way to add more fats, in the form of butter.  I won't do that every time I have soup or stew, but I will do it from time to time.  I am pleased with my feeble, humble, effort.  It isn't super, but it is a good start.  Next time will be better, whether chicken, beef, or pork.  Actually, I made a simpler stew with some of the remaining pulled pork.  It was good as well, if still... lacking... something.

I am finally beginning to make soup.  And, I think that will end up being a very good friend to me, in the long run.  Soup is so much better in winter.  Though, if you can learn the tricks of cold soup, it can be a fantastic summer dish.  But... that... making summer cold soup... is tight.  Hot stew and soup can be technical, but cold soup has to be perfect to be readily consumable.  Think drinkable, savory, jello?  Smooth as glass, spiced well enough but not too much, and... I can't say it enough... smooth!  At least to my culinary and gourmet beliefs.  *wink*

Hey, about those...  Hmm, don't even care about sports anymore?  Never did, for me.  I see, though, more are in my boat than before.  So... what is it men are supposed to discus when trying to change the subject?

Oh... I know.  Later.

Beef stew.

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Beef soup, more like... or a cross between the two?  Well, maybe.  If that would still be a soup to most people's minds... including mine.  How was it?  Okay, just okay.  The spices were wrong.  The older veggies were mushy.  It wasn't as thick as hoped, if that part can be altered at any moment.  It truly wasn't horrible.  Some people, if they like that particular mix of herbs and spices, might have loved it.  The veggies weren't too over cooked, just a bit.

But the beef was excellent.  I parted bite sized pieces from a chuck roast myself.  The mushrooms were superior.  Hmm, I may have used to wrong fat.  I tried avocado oil.  It didn't smell or taste bad, but it is different.  I think I will fry with butter or bacon fat from now on.  Mostly, by parts, the soup was good and is worth eating.  As a whole, though, it just didn't come together... to my satisfaction.

No worries.  This is the first batch of soups and stews of many sorts to come.  I am just beginning my journey into this new, and to me terrifying, culinary field.  They young gent, who made the beef 'French term for beef and wine', after this try of mine, did much better than I even thought prior.  Yes, he did.  He was all but begging for acceptability... which... I wish he hadn't worried.  Not only classic, but right.  I know what it should taste like.  I have dined with... perhaps not kings, but men and women who... know the world and could afford the world... in it's oldest traditions.

Still, as mentioned, a start.  I will finish this soup.  I won't... regret the meals.  And, as mentioned, if this is a flavor profile one prefers, this would be a delight.  I simply won't waste a good meal.  I will add fresh veggies as needed, I even have fresh spinach to add to a bowl from time to time, and allow to wilt well.  No wine, but wine vinegar was used... a bit late to deglaze, but... with the pot as it was, I am not sure that was needed.

Not a bad thing, just not my preferred thing.  It should last a few days, perhaps a week.  Mushrooms and meat are my main goals.  The veggies will go downhill quickly, even being refreshed occasionally.

A late day.  I did get the waterers in, and ducks shut away.  The girls have been fed.  I need to get my vitamins and medicines reset.  Need to do a phone consult with the doc.  It's... all I can do for the moment.  Well, a call to the lawyer tomorrow too.  Just get it done!  So many things on my mind, politics one part.  To live in interesting times is not a grace.  But it is... a time.

Prayer, when waiting is all else left... or it is that time.  So... pray.  Amen.  

A long day.

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I didn't get the phone call made.  But I got much else done.  Some grocery shopping, if I forgot mushrooms.  A few other needed checks, on prices.  Not a lot of money, so I won't push.  I am trying to store up, even just a bit.  It goes so fast though!  I am done spending for the month, minus any bills incoming, and there are always bills.

I should be good on groceries, save maybe a few fresh veggies.  I pay the milk bill at least a month in advance.  Water... utilities... seems caught up.  Hmm, I may buy real feed, not wheat, soon.  Oh, I should have bought tylenol and more ibuprofen while out.  Next month, again, I will check for more waterers.  They simply may not stock them again until spring... the ones I use.

I also did a little practice, with towing a small trailer.  It's more a skill that could come in handy, for me or others, soon or late.  You would think you could just do it.  I can back my vehicle very well.  A trailer is just a bit more finicky.  Think the difference between the girlfriend and the wife... and should they meet.  :p

Mostly a passenger.  But I did some go fetch, and minor else.  Exhausted.  But my cold has, mostly, been under control.  Meh.  A few ibuprofen and a shot of vodka in something would be good.  I did check the waterers.  Two were out, one was frozen up.  So I replaced those.  The rest were still flowing and had enough that I didn't bother with them.

I fed the girls.  I'll hit their litter in a bit, as I grab a pail of water for their water bowl.  They seem to really enjoy the fresher water, and Sam doesn't pee as much?  Softened water, they had been drinking.  I just didn't think I had an easy alternative, until I began tending rabbits, it just seemed too much extra.  Still, I... do what I can for them.  And for it, Sam is doing her best to stay alive.  She worries about her ogre, as he worries for her.

It was a good day.  And well warm enough to be out and about without longjohns, a second top layer, or ever really warm socks.  I didn't even need a jacket.  Just my medium grade thermal top, nylon cargo pants... nylon?  I think so, synthetic socks, and boots.  Very warm.  It is about 22 F out there.  Perhaps, as my health improves in various ways, I can handle the cool a bit better again?  Maybe.

Later.

Down way too late, up way too early.

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That's what the body is saying.  So very... cranky, the body... it is today.  A bit of a headache, still with a few symptoms, and something with the nasals... they just will not be cleared.

I took a shower, and put up the stew veggies.  Not separately from the liquid, I just didn't have the space, or vessels.  As I was showering, I kept trying to clear the nasals.  Even last night, it just wasn't happening.  It's become a very thick mess in there, even for having some minor flow, it's mostly like tar.  Air simply won't push it out.  On the good side, most other symptoms are mostly gone.  Oh, they return, but even that is becoming less frequent.  Darn it, I meant to use vix rub.  I was just too tired to remember.

I may be awake just to feed and tend the animals.  All have been fed and watered.  I just wanted to get that out of the way.  It is 22 outside, and it was 54 upstairs.  I slept quite well.  I am sleeping very warmly, at night.  Usually I sleep better without longjohns or socks.  Though, sometimes, I need one, the other, or both of those.  I have a strange body.

I thought I'd at least give it a go, to get up and get going.  The go just hit a wall.  Back to bed.  I'll... be back... or... sometime.  So tired, I need to get back to bed.  Well, at least the critters are tended at a proper time.  You should seen all the happy furry and feathered critters.  Henry was cracking jokes, and the gals were sometimes laughing with him.  The rabbits just smiled, as they are able.  Sam and Sassy feel like second class citizens, getting fed early and right after the others.  It's a step up from lately?  My bad.  So tired, ill, getting it all done at once hasn't been possible.  But, then, their water doesn't freeze... or butts... and they have access to rather fresh water 24/7.  Plus they get food (canned, twice a day), have food (hard kibbles, constantly available), and usually get treats (usually twice to three times a day, if I am out... en route, of course) as well.  So, I'm not as worried about them.  If, to them, it seems... lame.  Children!

Anyway.  I tried to get down earlier, it just wasn't happening.  I think around 03:40?  Or was that when on I started on the food and shower?  Bleh.  I am just not really to be awake.  Later.

To bed!

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Right after a shower.

A bit fussy, today.  The body, illness.  A few tough boughts, of coughing, sneezing, sore throat.  Still, not bad.  I am more angry when these things pop back up.  And more that I am not a lot better, or... betterer?  Right.  I feel so much better much of the time, then one symptom or another comes back harshly.  It doesn't even last long.  Gah!

I just haven't been able to get to the chicken.  I used the mushrooms, yesterday, to make a mushroom only remake of the oyster stew.  Fantastic, and a lot less expensive.  I wonder if there is just oyster juices out there?  Whatever, it was excellent.  Tonight, not wanting to let the veggies go, I minimally processed the cabbage, or one small head of it.  Then added veggies for the stew and spices.

I am definitely not a vegetarian.  But that was quite awesome.  Well, and I did add butter.  But almost any good fat would do.  I finally had a hot, filling, meal.  Oh, I had to chop... they are like white carrots... not turnips, as I want to say, but... parsnips?  Long, carrot shaped, white to cream in color?  That.  Oh, those were delicious, mostly.  On the front end, they had a carrot like sweetness.  On the back edge, they had an onion pepper flavor... Well, onion.  Ripe onion.  They have pepper, when cooked, because... I added pepper!  Hotter pepper, if not the habanero or more.  The body just isn't in that mood.  Still, probably hotter than you could take.  Delicious.  I'd have more but I just can't.  I'd like to save the fluid, and the veggies, separately, if I can get to it.

I still have to take a shower, might as well try.  I'd like to pick up chicken tomorrow, fresh, and get that going to be boned after cooking.  Save the juices and fats, and have a splendid soup.  The beef broth is ready, and I now know how to make it thicker.  I guess a good soup really isn't bad, it's... just... I really like it thicker.  I don't usually eat bread these days, but... something... I need something for soppings.

Good night.  Sleep well.  See you in the morning, or heaven.  If you are going to hell, or if we both end up there... I... don't think they get visitors.  Ever.  So... don't go to hell.  Just sayin'.  Good night.

Doing well if doing poorly?

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Truly, not bad.  Continuing with light chills, a very mildly sore throat, slight fever, sniffles to very dry nasal passages, everything phasing in and out, coming and going, and sometimes all gone for bits of time.  There might be something better than ibuprofen... tylenonl I am told.  And there might be something better than vodka, for the cough and sore throat, but... these things work, and don't have as restrictive of shelf-lives?

I may add tylenol, though I will keep ibuprofen... for when aspirin isn't working on rare occasions.  I will actually stock up on a few bottles... smaller... of vodka.  Nothing fancy, it isn't for tippling.  And once opened, it probably goes fairly fast.  Cough medicine, which is out of date, is terrifying stuff.  I did that once, never again.  Oh, that made the flu seem pleasant, but I was too crippled by all to go to the hospital.  The VA won't come get me, and ambulances charge no matter, and would charge me personally.  I have no easy way to medical.

Oh, as to vodka?  Well?  That... did kick in, this time.  I finished it, but don't want to go that far.  A shot with morning coffee, and maybe a nightcap, but just one shot, for the throat, if it is sore.  Which, this morning, it is.  No need for three, and it did make me a bit fuzzy.  Not the goal, or even a want.  Still, it does work, so there is that.

I dreamed of a past love.  I was visiting her.  She had slimmed down, that I knew, but I didn't know the dimensions.  On the way, I stopped at a pseudo sexy clothes shop.  Japanese, modern, so... small.  I looked over their wares, and found several things I liked, for her.  A surprise.  The stuff almost looked plastic, but felt more like... velvet?  It was... different.  I asked about their sizing.  She spoke.  But I knew that women's 1x, 2x, and 3x was probably more like a women's US 6-8, 8-10, and 10 to 12?  She... knew nothing.

I knew.  Anyway... So I got this... interesting little bepop for the doe in question.  She wouldn't like it, until she was in it.  Then I wouldn't get her out of it, until I did.  *wink*  You... have no idea of... back in teh days.  Anyway.  I then asked about the panties.  Which is how I learned about the feel of the material.  I asked about that first.  It was a warm material, and, like I said, plush in spite of looking like plastic.

The sales girl sidled closer, after asking about the feel of the panties... thigh-high... french cut...  Sidled indeed.  My hands knew this gig.  Up the whositz.  I was... proper.  After all, I was in for things for a love, potential lover.  Not that I didn't get a handful, just not a... well... fresher handful.  She was a bit unhappy with my slim pickings, but not too sore.  Asked about size, looked them over, realized those would be on the line.  A no on those.  Never buy a woman panties too small.  Know your squeeze.  Tellin' ya.

So, I got my packages, and got going.  As expected, she didn't like the look.  I told her to shut up and put one of the outfits on.  She complied.  You just have to be nice with the cuckoo birds.  She came out, looked fantastic, and was quite happy with it.  Women love to look fuckable, especially if it's been a while.  I lifted the skirt part a bit.  Bah.  She was wearing Saturday after a week of work panties.  I told her to go get me a pair of her slimmer french-cuts.  She did.  I changed them, on her.

She, as usual, tossed the water out of a glass at me, which I easily dodged.  Then I made her wet.  I didn't dream that far, or remember, but I'll bet she fed me grapes, with my head resting in her lap after.  Perhaps dates and nuts and such as well.  Women can be funny that way.  At least the women I knew.

Yea... that's... how I dream.  And, believe me, things like that have happened.  And... worse.  Better?  Depends on your point of view.  As I see it these days, if such a thing happened, I would have to go to confession.  And I would.  But... it... isn't... impossible.  Just unlikely.  Probably.  Not my problem, just a dream.  A rather good one, whatever else.

Oh?

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Well?  Yes!  Vodka, about three shots, in with about half a dose of my fatted coffee (half the quart jar), is working splendidly as a throat lozenge.  Too bad I am an expensive drunk.  As mentioned, a dozen shots of the stuff didn't twick my fizzle last time I tried to get a buzz.  Though, next time, I will probably try just a single shot.  As mentioned, I'm not in it for the buzz... just the throat pacification.  It is doing a splendid job.  I have only, probably, consumed a third of the drink.  To be honest, vodka, any alcohol, isn't my favorite.  But... it does have it's uses.

A bit more gaming, then to bed.  I just wanted to share the, to me, amazing effect.

If I were to pass on information, I would suggest people blow their noses, clear that out as well as possible, and keep it cleared.  I'm not sure the vodka will do more than offer an easing of the sore throat, and clearing of some of the thicker mucus that sometimes gathers on the throat... when that happens... especially while consuming dairy, but some relief of some of the symptoms, I personally think, allows for healing more quickly.  Blow your danged nose.  Yes, I have probably gone through between two and four boxes.  But... yea.  

Oh, the pan I left on?  It's one of the few stick-frees I have remaining.  I thought it would be toast... or the pan equivalent.  The puck of what had been food was char, pretty much.  I looked at the pan bottom.  It... well...  I'll see, after washing it.  But, to be honest, it looks functional.  Will have to see more closely soon.  Very odd.

I usually keep these in store.  I have enough for a year, or two, of normal use.  Then again, first thing as I wake, and last thing before bedtime, I like to clear my nose so I can breath through it and easily.  I am down to half, may have to reorder.  I am dying, as the old Yoda.  I do my best, but there is... no real hope.  Perhaps a lot of time.  Which... in ways... may be worse.  If I could find a woman, a woman I could trust, I would surely do so.  How do you find a good woman, on your death bed... even if in perpetuity?  I think it's the trust thing.  They are almost all democrats.  So... no.  I suppose, if you can't get any, vote for a politician to fuck you?  Ha!  I slay me, you just want to.

Anyway...  Good night.

Really? Not bad.

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A bit of a very slight headache, coughs that get away from me from time to time, clearing of nasals once an occasional but definitely not constant even for moments, very slight fever... usually if I can fall a bit cool from time to time... though all lightly.  Two days of definite flu, and I am seeing the passage out.  Not in great shape, but given the givens, not bad.  Oh, well, lungs are a bit wet... I am pretty sure from the cold.  I haven't been able to keep up on fluid or feed.

I suspect milk and cream add to congestion?  But... they add mass to the fluid, which... at least for me?  Allows me to blow or spit it out much more easily.  The thicker, for me, the better.  If I probably have nasal passages twice the size of many of you.  Or close.  Everything on me is just a bit to a lot bigger, if my feet and hands are tiny for my size.  Yeah, I still wear and extra large... I should be grateful, if I have some... different notions about that.  Actually, how many of you can pee two liters, in one go?  Right.  Right?!?  Even my bladder is much larger than yours.  That's enough of the "too much information" file for tonight though.  Probably.

The waterers have been brought in.  The ducks put up.  The cats fed, and their litter managed.  I fed myself, couldn't eat much.  Then, forgot the pan was still on.  Was all but sure I had turned it off!  Oh well, I really didn't like that.  So, a fatted coffee.  And, as a medicine, soon, I think I will add a shot or two of vodka.  This... isn't drinking.  It's for the throat and else.  And, just two.  Maybe four if it does anything positive.  It doesn't give me a buzz these days, so that isn't on the agenda.  Just a bit of a throat treatment.  I might think of whisky, but I fear carbs.  So, vodka.  Actually truly medicinally.  Yea, it can work.

A bit more gaming, then hopefully on to bed before long.  I am nearly through.  I am all but certain.  Later, maybe much later, or probably good evening and night.  And... cheers?  Yea.

Up, quite late of course.

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I think it was around 13:00?  Maybe 14:00?  Some time between, or a bit before the former time.  I mean, before 13:00.  Did I write that right, or did you read it wrong?  Just... asking for a friend.

Milk and whipping cream arrived today!  Oh, I so missed that.  couldn't eat, or it, or much, for a while, so... still, missed it.  I got payment out right away.  Hopefully we can go to a two month check from now on, starting next month.  If I do it right, that... while costing about $90 a month, can cover about forty to sixty percent of my feed a month.  Well, half on some months.  Food prices are changing radically from month to month anymore.  Our parasite overlords are finding they can only leech if the victims have blood to bleed.

Sleep was good.  I didn't even half to walk and mess with t he nose, mostly, through the night.  A few wakes to blow my nose, clear the air, but that was it.  No fever, no chills, slept pleasantly warm, only woke a few times.  Coughing a bit each time I woke, but back to sleep easily after whichever minor process needed tending.  And I had the furnace down at 66, and the upstairs is, of course, colder.

I have the house heating, as well as rabbit water.  I'll be out shortly.  I know, late, but with the illness, weather, season, and else, not bad.  It is as good as I can do.  I'll check the temps while I do that... which I will do now, since I remember and realize the hour, then finish this...  Okay, it is around 24 out there, but sunny.  And, yes, that makes a difference, a huge difference.  It feels smiling warm.  Though I may be slightly fevered, so...

The ducks fed, rabbits fed and watered.  I emptied and drained the pool last night.  I do that much more rarely, just adding a bit as needed, plus some runoff.  They seem to love the runoff.  Now that I don't need a hose, and messing with that, life is better for everybody.  In the summer it isn't an issue.  I move the pool, near and far, so they don't strip any single area.  

Then cats were fed, their water refreshed, and litter tended.  A happier home that way.  The girls seem terribly extra hungry though, lately.  Sam stays skinny, like a cheetah, but eats voraciously.  My food, getting into trash, her food, hard food, wet food, treats.  She is ALWAYS eating or looking for something to eat.  I am almost worried about worms?  Hmm, might have t o treat for that.  If, to be honest, I think it is just age.  She forgot she just ate.  To keep thin, she vomits.  It's how she does.  Sassy?  No worms there!  She's two to three times the size of Sam.  When Sam goes, Sassy is going on a diet.  Sassy is why I don't think Sam has worms.  If Sassy loses ten pounds, I'll know!  :p

Someone has been around my mirror... showing me things.  I may post it later.  I am saying all I am seeing is the life of Brian, they are saying I am not seeing all.  Time, of course, will tell.  But to the child of a dragon, who will feed you back an edified, fortified, blessed form of a portion of the darkness of man, it... doesn't matter.  I am, in flesh or spirit as He wills it, here, waiting, at your command... as with all the horseman... for the change of eras, or for the end.  We will be with you, for your own good or ill, until the end.  More for the final harvest, if not the end.  Amen.

Yes, visitor, a single one, who knows how to aim precisely.  A visitor telling me I am not seeing. And, either fairly, or merely playing games.  Though, to be honest, there... I... may have some spark of trust.  It would be good to give men that spark that keeps them from servitude.  Which allows them to keep their nations, and keep them separate and right.  To be quite honest, on this one?  A one world new world order?  You don't just oppose God, you oppose Satan.  I... really wouldn't wish to be in your shoes when this all shakes out... which can be soon, a year from now, or many years to thousands of years on.

As I have mentioned, in mirth?  While Satan, evil, is patient.  God as vastly more patient... and sure.  Facing one of these is terrible.  Facing against both is... well... I hope most live to see the results.  Amen, again to thee my brother, I say amen.  How would I know God?  Read, it's as good as it gets.  But God consistently states that He made nations of men for the varied men.  As for Satan?  I knew her very well, still do.  I even love her, rightly.  I wouldn't... go there if I were you.  It's a long... road back from hell.  But, she too, favors nations, separate and divisible.  There is only room for one snake, in what remains of the seeds of the garden, and she is a vengefully jealous twisted sister.  I would wish some good luck, but... nah.  Later for sure.

Not a terrible day.

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A sick day, have no doubt.  Runny nose much of it.  Coughing, comes and goes.  A bit too warm, a bit too cool, but all manageable.  I've probably gone through a box of tissues, maybe a bit more?  I have three boxes, near where I set most often, so it's difficult to know.  But I would bet closer to two boxes in the last two days.

My nose gets sore if I blow my nose incorrectly.  I have learned to... moderate.  All I really need is an airtight seal, mostly.  Sometimes I grab my nose with a lobster hand.  Yea.

My mother suggested I use vix.  I have it too, from the last time she advised me.  I... just... haven't used it in many years.  I don't get sick often.  She said she rubbed it on our feet, if I don't get that... and our chests, when we were small and would get ill.  I didn't remember the feet thing, but the chests I remember.  I would only try it on the feet if wearing socks to bed... and maybe I will.  Some nights I do, as I feel the need for extra warmth, other nights not so much... my feet get too hot.  But I could put it on my chest, and would put it in a vaporizer, if I had one.

Coughing has been sporadic.  I've definitely had worse.  Sore throat yesterday, mostly gone today.  Ibuprofen, my dose (which is much higher than your dose), and about to dose again.  I think that is helping.  Not to be used at all times, due to heart problems, but useful at moments.  My mother suggested a different one, tylenol?  Maybe.  I would like to keep some things on hand, but it can be years between use.  It's often so out of date I am unsure whether I can use it.  None of that stuff has a very long shelf-life.  And, with medicine, I hate to waste my money and time.

Yea, it's 04:07 and I am still awake.  Oddly, comfortably.  This isn't insomnia.  It's... just... I am finally feeling a bit better, am not tired, and am enjoying my time awake?  Yea.  Like that.  I'll be heading to bed before too long.  Just not quite yet.  With such a long day up, I have fed the girls a third time.  Who knows how long I will go down this time.  I won't do a goal, illness... I won't fight that.  I'll sleep when I am tired and get up when I can.  Even if it is just to feed the critters though, I may get up just for a bit and go back down.  It's the best I can do.

Have a good day, morning, whatever.

A rough day.

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It could definitely be worse.  I have had the flu for over a week, and in absolute misery the whole time, with diarrhea for a while, all the symptoms I have now, at full blast, over an extended time.  And more, I think.  Still, it's not pleasant.  It seems as if the symptoms are easing, though can't tell.  An odd, if more minor, complaint, is that my forehead hurts.  I have had fevers do that, but I haven't had much of a fever ever, and what of it I had was early yesterday.  The skin feels bruised.

I was going to cull rabbits today, but the neighbor didn't show... or text.  I just texted him.  Meant to call if off anyway.  Yeah, I got it from him.  Wouldn't surprise me if he could get it back.  This is a virulent strain.  Oh, he is saying about five days, for the heavy, and he is still having a runny nose, as with the last of the bad days... which was when we picked up the cage and else.  So... yeah... a long one.  Then again, he works a lot and goes outside fairly often to work.

I called my mom.  Somethings we can't discuss.  Politics.  So, this time, both of us left that alone after a brief review.  To be honest, it looks like Trump is trying to commit suicide through politics.  Could he have won?  I can't say.  I think he had the people.  But every time the people stepped up, he backed off.  I have never seen such a calculated attempt at suicide in my life.  Further, he went all the way then just changed his mind, in many ways.

Is he trying to commit suicide to show us that our votes don't matter?  I already knew that.  China, India, and Mexico, among others, get more say about US politics and business than the citizens.  Now, it was always supposed to be republic, but a pro-American, not American-hating republic, as it is now.  And it was supposed to be informed by a functioning democracy, not this China style stacked game called democracy.

I quit years ago.  I realized my votes aren't counted any more in Utah than they are federally.  As seen in congress, the faux representatives absolutely agree that we have no vote, nor  should have a vote.  Why should we, if they don't?  My only question, is why make believe.  Or do most people actually believe the lie?  My job, at this point, is as with the invasion of the body snatchers, I guess my job it to avoid as much as possible.  Too old and ill to escape, or more than I have.  Now I realize why people are all wearing the mask.  They fear Biden.  He may well have cops shoot those who refuse.  Yes, I watch as they all bow.

We no longer live in America.  It might as well be China.  Which is why I am having so many troubles.  Social Credit Score, on both corporate and government levels.  It's already in play.  America is now just like any other third world nation, and will continue until we become what South Africa is almost at.  I suppose they were just waiting for someone like Biden, to look the other way while they murder every white in their nation.  Hopefully it will be a while, but not as far off as for some of us.  You know who you are.

Anyway...

I am looking forward to rabbits.  Might grill, or roast, a few... if he has the time.  Which means I need to do some cleanup.  If I can.  Ugh.  It's late.  But, with the nap, it would be later down.  I'll get to bed soon.  I got the waterers in, got the girls a fresh dose of water, and might even have bite to eat.  A few of those brats and... something with them.  Not hungry, but best to feed these things if possible.  And, it's possible.

Sleep was needed.

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I didn't actually get down until 11:00.  I checked the rabbits.  Water was still good.  I kept forgetting to check the temp.  I can't always tell if it is at risk for heavier freezing or not, without looking.  I woke at 14:00, so a slightly longer nap.  I again checked their waterers, all good.  This time I checked the temp outside.  It is right at 28.  Just close enough so freezing won't happen with a bit of use.

I finally called an attorney.  I did get through.  The first attorney won't take the case.  They don't "specialize" in my sort of case.  He gave me a phone number for a national registry of attorneys and wished me luck.  He believes SSA has changed how it handles disability claims.  Essentially, I make to much for SSI.  And the only way I could stay on SSD is if I was getting "quarters".  In others words, I am too disabled for SSD and make too much to be on SSI.  There may be no hope on this at all.

I called the other number.  They are on Eastern time, and end their day earlier.  I will call Monday, early.  Yeah, but it's not looking good.  I'm not sure why he even bothered, but it's what I have.  Why SSA wouldn't just tell me that?  They never did say anything, other than that they believe I am no longer disabled.  Which... is a lie on a lie, if this is the reason.  And... who was getting that last year of social security checks, after they stopped sending to me?  Someone was.  I still think they are using it for illegal immigrants.  We will see more of that soon, if all things go as seem to be going.

Ugh... too warm, sometimes... too cool sometimes.  At least I am not having heavier fevers and heavier chills.  Just... temperature moods, mostly.

I am not sure I can keep the house or car as things go.  I can't afford them.   Not with the need for a new furnace.  We will see.  But it's looking dubious.  Oh well.  A home is a bit of a major expense, in every way.  And only ever a dream.  Later.

Not a bad day for being so terrible.

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What?  I mean, for as terrible of a shape as I am in, life isn't bad.  I forgot to take ibuprofen too, which I will remedy immediately.  I should get my meds set up too, if lightly.  Going with just the water pill, potassium and other vitamins, and perhaps the smallest dose of heart medicines... or at least the ones I can take without too severe of side effects.  

My plan to block the nose part of the time doesn't work while sitting up... or standing if you do that.  The runniness needs to go, so will just keep flowing.  It doesn't work while awake.  Okay, but at least it helps at night.  And it really helped.  Even though I had to wake every two hours, it was far less a bother than to have to wake to fluid flooding out, hoping it wasn't blood.  Oh, sure, I still keep the towels up there, wrapped around the pillow, as I have for a month or three (?) now.  Funny thing?  As soon as I put the towels on, I have not spilled any blood on that.  And I have only had one bloody nose, other than last night.  I catch them now, before a drop hits.

The ducks and rabbits are fed and watered.  The cats have had a meal, and are about to get a snack as well.  More, their litter will get hit.  I need to eat but can't cook.  Too worn, more than tired.  Muscles ache as is, so tinkering only exacerbates.  Fine, but... oh, I'll figure something out.  Hmm... I wonder if their is a soup shop in town, that doesn't add stupid stuff.  Low carb, chicken veggie.  Though A beef stew, by someone who knows how to do it, would be splendid.  And, if I were going, and it were possible, I might get a large batch of each.

First though, a nap.  It will be a relief to be done with the runny nose for a while.  Even if it is just a few hours at a time, that is so much better than having a constant, or nearly constant, runny nose.  Hmm... a few cough drops would be good?  Wait, I think they load those with sugar.  Even "natural" cough drops are filled with it.  Instead of sugar, or corn syrup, they use pure cane sugar... as if that makes a difference.

I could check amazon.  Not sure I trust their products, certainly not their prices.  And, yet, the devil if you do, the devil if you don't.  Worth a shot.  As slow as they go anymore, I'll be finished with the cold by the time they arrive.  Still... I got the ibuprofen just ahead of time, though only because the last flu I got pushed me to it.  It only took three years after?  Four?  Heh.  Might as well check about cough drops or sich.  Late, but not unusually so.  Actually... after only one bought which derived the consideration.

A nap.  First.  All else can hang.  It's only 10:11, so... not bad at all.  Up by noon, one?  Hopefully.  Then a few calls, check the rabbit waterers, and... who knows.  Good morning and day.

The best rough night I have ever had!

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Ibuprofen probably helped... with the fever, aches, swelling from this and that.  But technique helped more, I should think.  Then again, technique may have only been possible because I could think my way through to solutions.  What solutions?  Let me tell you.  It might even help you, if you catch something.  A cold or the flu, anyway.  I have it that China flu is not as... watery.

I did get to bed earlier.  No choice this time.  Definitely by 20:00, though I can't remember if that was the time I saw going to bed, or the first two-hour shift.  I woke about every two hours.  My nose would run, and being so terrified of having a bloody nose, it would wake me before any fluid made it out of my nose.  I did have a bloody nose twice, if that was probably along with a runny nose.

Initially, I just suffered it.  The second time, however, I tried a solution...  As with regular bloody noses, I started blocking my nose with tissue.  Well, after clearing as much of everything in there out, by blowing, as possible (even when I had a bloody nose.  Clearing, then blocking any possible remaining flow, then going back to sleep.  Plus, then I didn't have to worry as much about bleeding everywhere, should it become a bloody nose.

Every two hours, and very small change, I would wake and either clear and block the nose, or take the blockage out and also blow my nose.  It worked quite well.  And, half the time, I had clear breathing through my nose.  Plus, it never truly got congested, in spite of my methods.  It became so automatic that I started doing the process without waking up.  I just made sure I did any work over the trash pail.  It has a liner as well, so would catch anything that got by tissues.

Waking around 04:30, I wake rather rested.  I am guessing it was around 18:30 when I went to bed.  Fever wasn't as much as issue, if I think that was ibuprofen.  Which I will dose with again, this morning.  Oh, and I had just ordered C, D + else, and some other things, on top of the the regular stuff I had been taking.  I need to get back on some of the old things and some of the new things.  I am not convinced these will prevent anything, if I am pretty sure they will lighten the load.  Now, when you already have something, nothing really helps.  Good eating helps, right eating helps... if you can.  If help is marginal.  Still, I'll be on it soon.  Manganese and magnesium, daily vitamins, zinc, and potassium were already being taken, so...  Just a few extras.  Actually, I had been on vitamin b-complex but had run out.  No promises, just... from what I am seeing, these things decrease symptomatic china flu, and other illnesses.

 Now, to wake well enough to get the birds and bunnies at a bit after dawn.  My interweb routine, possibly something to eat... even a fatted coffee with that back on track a bit, and a bit of gaming.  Oh, I best feed the girls.  They are a bit upset.  I hadn't let them up with me last night.  I still have symptoms, and I have decided to continue with last night's technique... blocking, blowing, keeping it open, right on through the day.  Blocked, first thing... when that becomes annoying, I open, clear, drain, and let it stay open for a bit.  It really does seem to work.  And beats blowing my nose, uselessly, every three to ten minutes.

Good morning, and day.

A very difficult day.

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Headache, neck ache, muscle aches, fiery breathing, fevers and chills, the sniffles, and likely more.  I can't focus on what all is wrong, I just notice this and that, when the conglomerate isn't too severe.  When it is really rough, I don't know much, overcome with too many things hurting, aching, or such at a time to figure out what is causing any of the pains.  It could certainly be worse.  I'm betting the wufflu, or whatever it really is, is more severe by a tad.

The water has been staying freeflowing for the rabbits.  I added water for the ducks, their pool.  In spite of it being warmer, with the sun half hidden much of the day, and down now, there isn't much play in the birds.  They seem good, just not interested in moving or doing, even eating seems a chore for them.  I... get it, I understand.  I do pray for the critters, when they seem down, or ill, or off their feed.  I'd pray more for you, even should you be my enemy, should I know more.  I do pray, generally, for you... for what it is worth.

Even so, it was a pretty day.  While darker, it wasn't close to the darkest.  A good day for some dark mood, but something easily gotten over after a small spell of bitterness.  Bitterness?  A small portion, but yes.  Still, it makes the day a bit sluggish.  The flu might be the majority, but not all or even most... half?  Depends on the moment.  

Not quite time to put the ducks up.  The time is drawing nigh.  Though, what the heck, I may give it a shot.  I won't take the water in until 20:00 or so, at the earliest.  Unless they are frozen.  Shouldn't be.  Hmm, I'd love to put out a fresh batch, but I don't think they would be able to get much before it freezes, with the sun down.  Then again?  I... like to treat the furries.  Friends, as with many, if only... possibly... for my part.  But a friend indeed.  So... yeah, I'll water them up one more time.  After a meal, I will bring in the, probably, frozen waterers... leaving all out for the moment... if they are still flowing.

Good evening, night, and day.  Amen.

Up and down.

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With the flu, sleeping for very long isn't successful.  So tired, yet aching, with fevers or chills, and else, sometimes sleep won't last.  Down at midnight, up a bit before five, back in... sometime later.  Bloody nose to running nose, blocking it off then trying to let it flow.  Blowing and sometimes just having a normal hour or two.  Not the most pleasant, if not the worst flu I have had.

Chores, after the waterers warm.  The girls have been given a snack.  I had to reorder snacks, down to the last bag.  I swear, someone is feeding them, or 'borrowing' cat snacks while I am away.  Though, I think, at least earlier on, if I didn't airseal lock the bags, the girls would get into them and pretty much finish off a bag.  Since closing the bags, they don't disappear quite as impossibly fast.

The aches and pains that come with this though!  It also increases my exhaustion, which is winter exacerbated.  I am not sure if it is better to sleep the month away, or to be partly if miserably awake.  So tired, but I can't seem to sleep.  Not as much as I would like, or when I would like.  I am achy from exhaustion already, as well.  The flu just triples down and makes it pretty much permanent, while also depriving me of sleep, somehow.

After feeding critters, I should figure out something for me to eat.  Not hungry.  It is more that I know that feeding a flu is far better than trying to starve it.  I'm not sure there is anything out, thawed, ready to cook.  May have to thaw something.  Going to the store seems unwise, though a pickup might be a good way.  I do need fresh lettuce, and a few other things.  Later.

Just as soon as things are turning around...

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It looks like there is a new problem.  The flu, the real flu.  Too wet, from what I am hearing, for it to be china flu.  Running nose, congested, headache, slight fever that comes and goes, etc.  Most of the typical symptoms.  My guess, I got it from the neighbor.  It happens.  Although the extra body exhaustion, which wasn't repairing, might have been early symptoms.  And that dripping... it's nonstop!

I did get the critters fed and watered, checking their water several times.  It never did freeze, and they didn't drink it all.  So the original waterers just stayed out there.  It was a rather pleasant day, if not quite as good as yesterday.  I definitely need to get actual feed.  This just isn't the feed I need or want.  If they will take the feed back, I would rather just replace it.  Though, this time I will get both the meat feeder and the pellets.  I opened one of the wheat bags, but only that one.  The rest are still in the suv.

Sure have aches in my face, from the nasal passages being bad.  I'll have to wait until symptoms back off a bit.  I can make a few calls tomorrow.  But that will be it, aside from chore.  There is actual feed, lower in the barrel.  I may dig to it, and mix that with the wheat.  Because the wheat doesn't seem to be favored by anything.  Don't dare give it to the rabbits... it's just not what they are supposed to eat.

On to bed.  Good night.

How to heal faster, in the winter, and summer.

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Okay, I knew this.  I simply forgot.  My legs hurt a good deal, from pushing, pulling, lifting.  As do my arms and back, high and low on the back, shoulders.  No problem, I pushed them.  The young gent working with me was about at his limits, as to work, as well as me.  So... that... it was serious effort.  Of course, he wasn't even sore the next day.  And, often, he works that hard on any given, if not every, day.  Bleh.

I was simply not healing, though.  Then again, I wasn't dressing as well as I usually had been, so I wasn't as warm.  This morning, after showering, I layered as I had been before falling down from exhaustion.  And?  And I can tell it is helping to heal.  It will still take a while.  I don't, won't, can't, heal as quickly as used to be the case.  But this will help heal a good deal faster.

As to the summer?  The trick is to be cool.  I remember, now.  It has always been the case.  So... I'll take care to dress and be warmers.  It'll work.  It will still take a week or two to heal up.  That is better than a month or two, I guess.  If you are young, or healthy enough to heal quickly, enjoy it.  When it is gone, it's a brutal life.

I realize, now, why ritalin was so difficult for me to take.  It allowed me to work beyond my body's ability to heal.  It was brutal to take, actually.  If I had access to it, again, I might try it, but not daily.  It was so harsh, if I didn't understand why, back then.  There is no chance for me to become truly addicted.  I was on the stuff for two years, and tried to take it daily as my doctor preferred.  I couldn't.  Had to take time off from the stuff, from days to even months.  Brutal stuff for me to take.  I would do more work than my body could repair from, and every day I took it.  I just wanted to sleep, on the stuff, but couldn't sleep!

Well, now I do understand.

Chores are done.  Warming to begin repairing.  Tired, still, and quite sore.  But the warmth is really a generous thing.  Back on to a bit of resting, perhaps gaming, or on back to bed for a bit.  So very tired, sore, even if better.  

So, that is the problem.

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Sometimes it is the case, makes sense.  Sometimes there simply isn't a cause I can find.  Like it or not, this time I understand.  Everything continues to hurt.  The various pains aren't as great as they were, easing mildly each day.  Muscles, joints, even organs, hurt in very specific ways.  Most aches are as if I had just pushed my body beyond maintenance.

Now, that pushing?  Should be okay.  My problem, at this moment, is that my body is simply not healing at a rate that helps.  It just won't recover.  This mild exercise I got should have stopped aching in one day, two tops.  Though, in my condition... shape really... anything over that would have recreated the aches, only more deeply.  Which it probably did, just getting to town and doing very minor shopping.  That shouldn't have stressed, but both in the shape and I am in, and the previous heavier stress, there you go.

Aspirin.  I have skipped that for a few days, but I... want it again today.

Down later, if not as bad as could have been... a bit after midnight, perhaps as much as half past.  Up at around noon.  I wanted to sleep longer, but it hurts to even sleep.  So...  A shower, right after feeding the girls.  After I dry just a bit, and dress, I'll get the critters.  It looks like a shiny sunny day again!  If I get to see even a little sun, I will be quite happy.

I am hoping to make a few calls today.  I have to get going on some things.  Plus chores, but those are rather automatic these days.  Too many critters need too much.  I can't really take a day off.  This is part of the reason I have worked my way to this situation.  It started with Sam.  And, at various stages, I realized it was time to add to my routines.  It really isn't that much work, but it drives me to a regular schedule and to definite efforts each day, inside and out.

Well, on to whatever.  Good morning, afternoon of many of you, and day all around.

All is well. Mostly.

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The rabbits and ducks are happy.  The girls (cats) are pleased.  The weather is quite pleasant, so I am getting out from time to time to enjoy.  As well, food was made and eaten.  A very reasonable meal.

Still, I am sore.  Aspirin has helped, but only partly.  Further, while aspirin can take pain, it can't take exhaustion or the suffering from it.  There are limits.  Still, a few more aspirin, perhaps a nap as well.

As well, I finally got the computer I was building to a better pair of hands.  Hopefully it will go together.  As well, perhaps I will see it in action.  I found a keyboard, a very nice one.  I sent that along.  If, for it, I received a headset I can use, and have wanted.  I am sure looking forward to seeing how that will all go together.  It is... time.  Late, actually, but... there is time yet.

I would like to get to work.  I just don't have the energy.  Even so, I can go out, speak with the outside critters, treat the girls, and enjoy a bright sun shiny winter day.  I am hoping to get everything arranged for an early bedtime.  As for the ducks?  With the fresh hay they are ever so easy to get to go in.  They are truly enjoying the fresh and very thick bedding.  Plus, is it so much warmer.  They want to go in.

So, perhaps for a bit, getting to bed earlier might be much more possible.  I can't swear I will be getting up earlier.  I may, with a sore body, just need lots more sleep.  It was brutal to wake by even noon today.  So sore.  It was difficult to wake, even more difficult to even set up.  Ugh.  Still, I'll do what I can.  I would take a nap, but that is probably too late.  It would end up really messing with my day cycle, more than the current problem.  I'll... try to keep that.  I need daylight, want it... if I can just hold on.  Later.

So very sore, and tired.

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I have been waking since early, say 06:00?  Never able to wake fully.  I noticed my alarm was off.  I was to bed early enough?  Or... didn't think I would need them.  As it turned out I blew through them and most of the their snooze allowances, waking, finally, at 10:30 or so?  I had one or two more snoozes?  Everything hurts.  I pushed yesterday.  Which is fine, I got a lot done.

Shoulders, hips, and back out of place, biceps, front quads burned to seeming ash, and else... pains and aches here and there.  No headache, oddly.  Hmm... aspirin?  Yea.

I got to chores first thing.  Everyone has been fed and watered... save the girls.  I best get right to them after this.  It is a wonderful day out there.  At 34, as well as bright and shiny, it is quite good.  I won't need to check on water, but I will get out and see them from time to time, filling their water as it will probably go fast.  Just an excuse to be out and enjoy the great weather.  If I can handle 02 barefoot pretty much, you have to know that 34 degrees, and sunny, is alike a Hawaiian vacation for me.

I'd like to do a few more things today.  I am hungry.  Didn't eat correctly yesterday.  Was so hungry though, and being out, went a bit wild.  I'd like to see what I can make today.  Something tasty, but right.  I'll check the pork.  As well, I would like to fry meat crumble, for taco salad.  And, maybe, an egg casserole... if the eggs are still good.  Using the cooked brats and cheeses in there.  Hungry, but for better food.  I should eat something soon.  Definitely hungry.  Later.

Quite a lot done.

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Business, some of it.  The phone now has data as well as phone and text.  Ugh.  As well, I obtained milk and cream.  I needed some dairy.  Oh, yes, indeed.  Hay was purchased, and wood pellets, for the birds.  Should be warmer, fluffier, and with capacity to possibly nest.  Oh, and four more metal feed cans, with lids.

Then, on to the farm, to retrieve the big cage.  The one which will be used for weened feeders.  It will need a little work, and was a bear of a device to move, but will be a wonderful way to distribute feeders to those who would eat of them.  I am planning on stapling the bottom in better, and redoing the roof.  No problem, and it should do well, with just a touch of tlc.  Oh, and there were nesting boxes.  so... it's all a start.

Quite a lot done today.  I even helped with a bit.  My ribs didn't give way, even a bit.  They are a bit sore, but should be.  And the back just a bit.  That was going to be a given.  All good, as expected, nothing outside of the plans.  It was good to be out and getting things done.  Hopefully, tomorrow, I will do some of the mechanical repairs and some house work.  Oh, and a call.  Yes, it is time.

Out by 11:00?  Or so.  Not back until 17:30?  Give or take.  A lot of just riding, and some back and forth while stowing, storing, returning.  Still, a very long day for me.  I did feed all this morning, and watered.  Checked and refreshed their water at halftime, give or take, and then checked their water upon the final return.  It was still running, so I left it until I put the ducks up tonight, then I will pull the waterers.

I already reset the waterers I pulled in earlier, as well as refreshing the girls' water with the remnants.  I clean the waterers each time I used them.  I intended to pick more waterers up today, but they only had the small one, and just one.  Even my single housed doe needs a medium sized one.  And I would bet the minis need a medium if housed alone.  So... I'll check through the month.

All good.  Yes, the girls have been fed as well.  Though they need another treat, then a fuller mean a bit before bedtime.  I'll play games as I give the birds and else time to settle in.  A successful day.  The most done in weeks, perhaps a month?  I need to get to this more often.  Yea.  Oh... I am hoping to cull a few rabbits toward the end of the week, and learn with my neighbor.  For that effort, we will each receive a brace of coneys, probably about five pounds per.  Then I can spread the remaining rabbits out, and begin setting them to bread, with a cage each for the little ones.  And it is time to begin getting the bigger ones to breeding as well.

I may readjust the caging situation, putting the males in the smaller cages, giving the does the bigger areas, so as to nest and live more comfortably.  Though, with the bigger cages I made, I may split those.  Those really are massive, by square inch needs.  Bunnies will be on the way before long... bearing young about 33 to 34 days after conception... for the both the big and little, as to how she saw things.  Although I best make sure I have enough people interested in rabbits before going too deeply in.  A couple of big and a couple of little does, to start.

Anyway.  It was a good day.  I am sore.  My forearms hurt from pushing.  My back has a bit of a sting.  My ribs are just a bit tight.  All good.  That is how I prefer to live.  The sweat of the brow... thought a curse... but in a land of sin it is actually a blessing.  You don't have to believe me.  But that is my story and I am sticking to it.  By the sweat of the brow... as I may.  Good afternoon and day.

Trash out, recycling too, and a start on the stove.

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Well, actually, little bits here and there have been being hit or done.  Not much, some.  Very little things, bits, places, but they add up.  Not to a finished product... or home... perhaps.  But, they do lead up to a start.  It's what I can do.  I didn't realize I was doing things until I started noticing things were done, or beginning.  It's a start.

Yes, bagged.  Yes, to the bins.  Yes, the bins to the curb.  So... yes.  Is it recycling tomorrow?  I hope so.  No great loss if not.  I'll know by early afternoon.

It is later than hoped.  Still, if I do the work, I don't mind staying up later.  It's when I end up lost, at the far end of the day, or early the next morning really, and nothing was done.  That's when frustration sets in.  Not tonight.  I grilled brats.  Might have to have another before bed.  I've eaten two.  Decent keto food.  Hmm, what else could I have with it?  A can of veggies would be nice.  Nothing fancy, but it helps to fill a meal out a bit more.

A shower and chores right away.  Up as early as possible.  Perhaps a bite right away, so as to begin counters and dishes.  A trim before a shower.  An actual shave later?  Maybe.  Hmm, and a few phone calls, if people are back to work yet?  Never can tell how long who will take off.  I'll find out before long.  Oh, and I suppose I should check on my account.  All I can do this month is, maybe, catch up.  Though, perhaps, restart milk and cream supplies.  I am hoping to restart kefir later this month as well.  If so, and it works, I may have to go to two gallons a week.  The kefir grains eat the carbs out of the milk.  And, yeah, I could drink two gallons of kefir a week, being what it is.  Though some is lost in the translation, so I'd only be drinking, perhaps, an gallon and an half?  Well, it seems like it.  Between that, cream, tea, and some minor amounts of meat and veggies... I could do well on keto again.  And head to weight loss without too much fuss.

Good night.

More escapes!

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Two of the littler bucks escaped.  Not through the door, this time.  They made it into the metal manger, which is attached by bailing wire, and somehow broke through then got out.  Two of them didn't escape when they had the opportunity, strangely.  They were easy enough to police and put back in the cage.  One of them was quite huffy about it, the other seemed pleased to be back in.  I have a temporary fix in place.

Other than feeding and watering, and chasing the two youngens... or littlens really... not much else was done today.  I did a bit of grilling, having just absolutely the bare minimum of charcoal left to do the bratwursts.  More a slow cooking at that.  Hmm... I should get trash and recycling together and out, before crashing.  Yea, I really should.  And, getting to bed early, with an alarm set, seems reasonable.  A shower first thing, then chores either immediately after... or after drying a bit.

I really need to do a few things with the cages though.  Mangers on all, rewiring the existing and future mangers well, setting up a few more locks.  The bigger bucks finally chewed through the rope ties.  but I have something else in place as well.  If I would much rather have even more.  I keep looking for the potential momma to begin pulling fur, for nesting.  That will, more than anything, tell me she is about due.  Give that a day, then put in the nesting box, filled with some hay or wood chips or such.  Anything before that, and she marks it and turns it into a latrine.  Bleh.

I hear the checks, the $600 ones, may be in.  I'll have to check tomorrow.  If so, beside some payback, I would like to pick up a few more bales of hay, a few more waterers, and... actually that is it.  I want to add waterers slowly, over time.  Say five each month, for the next three months?  That gives me plenty.  Mostly larger ones.  I have no idea how much will be needed for the weened wee ones, but I'd guess, if eight to a batch, two large ones per group.  And, in warmer and colder weather, probably two of those a day.  Odd, but if they stay thawed, one does.  Leaving an extra out at night, it just freezes.  Whereas if it's colder, I have to change them out just so that they can get enough water, and in the warmer weather, they need the extra water.

Ducks are doing well.  I moved to pool to near the hydrant, which is deep enough so that freezing isn't a problem.  And, now I can just fill the pool as needed.  Being warmer, I am not tipping it at night, though that will happen yet, as weather will fluctuate.  I am almost sure I have stone duck eggs around somewhere.  You put those out, and after a few pecks, they learn not to try to eat eggs.  Which I really think they are doing.  Ugh...  They are cannibals regarding eggs, and murderous to chicks.  I'll have to figure that out.  I have enough meat ducks to allow a few to go broody, it's a matter of figuring out how to arrange that.  It's a lot of work, and some thinking, and some hoping.  

The question is whether to try to pen them, with the ducklings... or to just show some of the hens where the eggs are being hidden, so that they will tend the nest... but leave it mostly open.  Ugh...  Wait... she did that, but she had dogs and goats for protection.  Still, it's... possible.  They can't nest high, though.  And, that is only for the meat birds.  The egg birds would have to be separated... the broody hen.  But, I don't have enough hens at the moment to let one go.  Bleh.

I'll keep thinking, planning, and trying.  Live and learn.  It's a difficult process, until it isn't.  Until, again, it is.  Everything you learn well, you learn from loss... mistake.

Well, on to a bit of work, then to bed.  Good night.

Better, yet not.

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Awake, early... earlier... tired and sore even so.  I think I went to bed between 20:00 and 20:30, give or take an hour around that first number more like.  I slept well, was warm all night, and relatively comfortable.  I woke before the eight alarm, turned it off as I thought I would wake... but didn't... not until almost nine?  A quarter to, I think.  Nasal congestion headache, didn't help, and isn't.  I cleared all, doesn't matter.

Chores finished right after waking.  And the girls were given a snack.  It is dark out, which also isn't helping.  It is 22 F, so not a bad day.  If it feels a bit cooler.  Not as bad as some days, yet not as warm as 22 should feel.  Then again, it is lightly snowing... in such a way as to make one wet if out in it a bit.  That is probably the nature of the extra cold sensation.  Moisture, in the winter, is a chilling thing.

After finishing chores, I decided to check laundry.  Good thing too, I must have done a load of laundry yesterday, but forgotten about them.  There was no off smell.  The relative short forgetting time, and it being winter.  I have, in Iowa albeit, seen what can happen if laundry is left too long.  It's a horrifying thing.  It takes lots of rewashings, with bleach, and other cleaning stuff.  And some clothes just... best to toss.  One time of creating a green blob of materials will teach greater caustion.  Since, this is about the longest I have forgotten laundry.  I still get horrible flashbacks when I realized clothes are in the washer, wet, for a day.  I approach the area with caution.

I am losing days.  I thought it was Saturday still... after, on Friday, thinking it was Saturday.  Bleh.  I guess it makes sense.  So tired, still.  Even with a lot of sleep last night.  I am hoping to finish chores early, again, and be to bed by 18:00~19:00, or as close as possible.  A few days of that, and extra sleep, perhaps I can figure life out a bit better.  A task tomorrow, perhaps.  Will see.

Yes, well, right.

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I did get the ducks in, right after 18:00, plus brought the waterers in... all still flowing.  None had frozen.  As well, I brought in a pail of water.  I use that to refill the waterers, adding the extra... which is the majority... to the container for the cat waterer, a three gallon plastic dish basin.  I won't be doing any other work.  I am just trying to figure a way to bed.  Have to wake before I can get to sleep?  Something like that.

I have tried a dozen ways to water the girls.  Little bowls, which went bad so quickly... and there was never enough.  I even tried a fountain type watering system, with 64 ounces.  But that went bad pretty fast too.  I finally did a dish pan, actually as a temporary until I could get the fountain cleaned.  But they loved the dishpan so much, when I set up the fountain, they wouldn't use it... waiting for the dishpan.  So... they got it back, and so it has stayed.

As mentioned, they had been drinking softened water.  Which always concerned me.  But not enough to figure something out.  Then, when I started watering rabbits, and using the outside tap, and pretreated water, the way I do it means there is extra water brought in, twice a day.  So be it.  I just use the extra for the girls.  It took them a while to adjust, but I do think they like it better.  If nothing else, their water is refreshed twice a day rather than once every two or three days.

You can tell if water is working for the girls... or any cat... if they keep themselves exceptionally clean.  In the winter that does suffer a bit.  But once temps hit even the forties to fifties outdoors, they really groom much better.  Though, even in the winter, lots of fresh water gives them a better chance at being very clean, keeping their fur up to standards.  Plus, as with any women, if they are happy, you... have a slim chance more at trying to stay sane.  :p

My problem is I need something to eat, but I'm not sure what to eat!  I don't want to cook.  But... might have to, or grill?  Hungry!  Hmm... perhaps chips and salsa.  

So very tired.

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Nothing doing about anything.  I am glad to be able to remain awake, or mostly.  So very tired.  The sleepy sort of tired.  Which is fine.  I did get chores finished.  I have since checked on the waterers.  All good.  It is warm enough that they haven't frozen.  Food is going slowly.  Odd though, how at 32 F, give or take, it seems cooler.  Then again, there is a breeze, fairly constant... almost a wind but not quite though just barely.

I do like checking on the critters.  As children might, they like it... and don't.  It is nice to be looked after, but it's not nice to have eyeballs over your shoulder too often.  And... what is too often is more a subjective than objective thing... in these terms anyway.  Sometimes I try to watch without them knowing.  So they don't get so upset.  It is a joy to watch them do their things.

I did get a shower in, if I hadn't mentioned it.  Such a splendid invention.  I know, if cold water was all that was available, I would skip bathing in the winter.  Just... wouldn't go there.  When I was younger, not only did I bath when it was cold, I did so just to prove out.  Now?  I have nothing to prove.  And cold is just... cold.

Back to gaming.  I'll try to get the ducks in early tonight, then pull the waterers... all right around hard dusk, so 18:00~18:30.  Then to get to bed.  I am going to have to push it to get there, but not too much.  Just a bit.  So tired.  Have a great day.

Well? Awake, I suppose.

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I did get to bed earlier, but... not all that much earlier.  I think it was around one?  A bit after.  I did set the alarms.  Blew through the first one, but the second one, in time, eventually woke me, or... lead to my waking.  Ugh.  Brutal.  The girls tried to help too.  They know when they want me up, but they also seem to know when I want, or am able (possibly) to wake, and will help.  Still, it was quite difficult to be awake before noon, I think before eleven.  But I did it.

A shower first thing, well and turning the heat up.  I treated the girls, as well.  Hmm... then rested as I wake.  Next I will get their litter, do chores, and... maybe make something to eat?  Yes.  I think that would be good.  A handful of pistachios already, but that's not best to eat as a whole meal.  A started snack, and occasional snack.

It looks like I am beating the ringworm.  A thick layer of desiccated skin has been coming loose.  I tried to peel it, but that... didn't work the best.  So I have been clipping it off, carefully.  Under is a fresh layer of underskin, as perhaps with a popped blister, which will have to grow out.  That is the price of getting rid of that, and a price easily paid.  I am still spraying it two to three times a day.  And will until I feel that the recovery will happen uncontested by the fungi... at least a few more days.

I think I pissed off a friend a while back.  He suggested he always felt like the adult, when around me.  He doesn't prefer that.  I suggested that that was the plan, but not the truth.  He... didn't like that, nor understand it.  He may not have believed it, either.  It is a mindful... and it isn't a comfortable notion.  The truth is, I only take over when there are no options.  And, should I do so, it is merely to an exacting end which I see a path.  As well, as much as possible, I will not reveal my involvement.  It was always your idea.  Trust me.  Though, often, I am unsure I should do so, only feeling compelled occasionally rightly or wrongly.

Well, that could all just be a story... or at least the parts I didn't actually state... the last parts.  Perhaps I am delusional.  Or, maybe, I really do... certain things in certain ways, and only when I see necessity.  Either way, that would be uncomfortable for some.  If what I say is true, it is in part because being in charge takes a great deal of energy.  I don't have it to spend on a permanent stake in life.  As well, I have always hated leadership, so not wanted to be a party to it.  If it is untrue, well... so be it.

I dreamed of having this conversation, carried out, last night.  How can you believe that?  Why would you do that?  Etc.  Not happy was the youngling.  Though, I have to say, until you understand to let go of the steering wheel most of the time, possibly even right to an accident?  That is beginning to know some aspect of God.  I am no where near so good, but... I am far closer than most of you would understand.  Or... that is my story, and I am sticking to it.  Be at peace, younglings.  And elders.  Though... I should add... even when I take the wheel?  I... realize it is not I who is in charge.  Even then.  It... causes me... wonder... about God too.  What... just exactly what... how? does He do, and not do, as He does?  ...or doesn't?  Amen.

I best get socks, shoes, and else on, and get to chores.  It's running late.  But... such is life for the near dead.  Ugh.  Have a good day.

About oyster stew.

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I realize some things, tonight.  As well, I implemented a few new things.  And will implement something else next time.  If I can recall.  The addition of guar gum was excellent.  I have tried to thicken it with heavy cream, butter, and else.  To no success.  But this?  This was excellent.  It will always be a guestimate sort of thing.

For this, at about half a cup of heavy cream, a stick of butter, two cups of milk, plus the oysters and juice, an half teaspoon, gelled in a quarter cup of the hottest tap water I have, created the perfect amount of slurry to thicken the pot.  I did add spice as well.  Cracked freshly ground black pepper, a touch of onion and garlic powder, and for my money... a dash of ground coriander.  Oh, it was solid.  Oh, and about an half teaspoon of salt.

Now, what I didn't do either time, but will try to remember to do if I ever make it again?  After doing the oysters, getting them to curl... pull them immediately.  Let them cool as the rest of the broth finishes.  It needs to be hot, where heating too long will harden the oyster.  Not the best.  Oh, and if oysters aren't your thing?  As they aren't my favorite (if I will eat them, obviously)?  Add mushrooms!  Oh my word, that with the butter, and flavor of the stew, definitely does well.  If you put them in raw, you really need to let them cook a while.  Seriously very good call.  I had some on hand, and believed they might do well, and that thought turned gold.

The ducks are in.  Rabbits were watered freshly three to four hours ago.  Then just a bit ago, their waterers were brought in.  Since I am out that way anyway, bringing in a pail of fresh water to refill the waterers, I am also bringing in fresh water from the tap, for the girls.  So, they get fresh water every day, and that gets refreshed twice as day.  I had been giving them softened water, which did cause some concern.  I am much happier to be giving them fresh water.  The reverse osmosis simply doesn't put out enough to keep up with the cats too.  I need to work on that, but... not for the cats.

I had thought it already Saturday.  Not sure why, sleep issues, I suppose.  Glad that it is just still Friday.  Hopefully some work tomorrow.  Not much today, but sleep was so off... insomnia almost destroyed me.  I am hoping to be to bed much earlier tonight.  I'll sleep alone, tonight.  The girls haven't been coming up anyway.  Not sure why.  Oh well.  Good night.

So very tired!

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I have eaten, yesterday and today, enough.  Almost.  I hadn't been eating for days, or... longer.  Not well.  I turned the heat up, as is the usual lately.  I even dressed slightly warmer than usual, which hasn't helped either.  Even with the day being about 28 F, mostly, so rather warm comparatively.  What I am doing isn't enough to keep me very well awake and aware.  I'll keep at it.

I didn't wake until late.  But ducks and rabbits were tended immediately.  As well, I have been out to check on their water since.  It was all good.  At least a few hours ago.  I may put fresh out shortly, then pull then when I shut the ducks up for the night.  The rabbits take turns eating more, or more quickly, or less.  Though there are a few groups which always tend to eat more or less, most are variable.

I only had one bowl of oyster stew last night.  I was a bit nervous about my process, so only used one of the doses of oyster.  Which means more tonight!  Oh, and while eating it, I did think about it.  The oysters themselves?  They are... okay.  Not my absolute favorite.  What I really do enjoy is the liquids... milk, cream, and oyster stuff.  Well, and butter.  I do like the stew flavor, if the oysters themselves are only so-so.  I do enjoy them raw much more.  Crazy but true... iced though, but definitely with the juice itself, and lemon or lime, though plain isn't horrible.  Cooked?  They can get a bit tough.  Another batch of that stuff, coming up.  Though I will add salt.  It really does need some.  All else was good about my process.

I may be able to get to bed early.  Oh... someone suggested a video.  That video suggested that, when reaching ketosis, insomnia is a common symptom, side effect, choose your term.  Fair enough.  Although I think, with my splurge, I probably kicked out of ketosis.  Even volume can do that, if this wasn't all of the problem.  Though, another part of my problem, might be dropping out, then kicking back into, ketosis too quickly.

At this point, my body goes into keto fairly quickly.  Then, as I'm getting the flu etc symptoms, I drop out.  Which... has it's own problems.  Kicking back and forth, as I go into and off of the system, leaves me fairly vulnerable.  I need an even keel, but can't seem to find or maintain one on my own.  So... just like dropping of doctor prescribed medicine, dropping off healthy eating can really do a number on me.  Ugh.  But, yes, I am pretty sure that is part of the problem currently.  Now that ribs are... pretty much healed.  I think that last time I disturbed them, they reset really quickly.  It is like they needed to be hurt in order to finish healing?  I am wondering.  I was able to move bags of feed fairly easily the other day.  I have to move some of them, again, soon.  So will know more.  But I think... the ribs are good finally.

Oh, and a call with my brother!  A good call.  I... wasn't sure we would ever speak again.  It... isn't my issue.  I am not exactly sure what his problems were.  He never said.  They remain, but... we got through this call.  Politics is part of it.  The past, for his part, is part of it.  There are a few other things, but from his side, not mine.  I played my part, then, but have since let go.  We shouldn't even discuss politics though.  Probably not religion either.  Or his family.  Or the past.  Not for my part.  Still, it was a good call.  And... he... impressed me with a choice.  It will remain private, but I am well pleased.

Later.  Probably.